Moonlight Sonata Blues Novels & Stories

Lalaine was shocked when she found Stella laying on the floor, the moon light illuminates her like flittering lights in the night. The crystal orbs surrounds her, slowly lifting her from the ground. She immediately called out Nana, Aeriol, Nathaniel, and Lynx. Aeriol immediately pull out Stella from the illuminating light and lay her to bed. Nathaniel and Lynx looks out the window and saw a beautiful red rose. As if the moon light blessing it. The more light it absorb, the radiant the color gets. Lynx trails back to Leis last words.

i said and close my eyes tightly with my lips shivering. I pressed the cup of whiskey on my mouth tightly and this time just sipped a little quantity. I wasn't really a fan of whiskey but right now, this was the only thing that acted as a bed of solace for me to rest on. I brushed my finger on my piano which was close to the picture. It has been a while since I struck a note on the piano. I sat on the couch and just randomly touched notes. I closed my eyes and sighed deeply and then began to play the moonlight sonata. I so much loved that piece because it had a dark way of uplifting me. The unusual notes and dark atmosphere it created also helped me in situations like this. My eyes were clos

“There’s a holiday honoring Luna’s son—the one who gave rise to the full moon wolves. It’s called the Full Moon Festival, and the entire town shuts down for a whole week. You should come visit since your schedule will be clear.” “When is it?” If I had a week free, I could finally finish recording my album—one less thing to stress about. “During the full moon of the fourth month,” she answered. “I’ll try to get approval,” I said confidently. “Will I get to see you too, Mom?” “I’ll do everything I can to be there,” she promised. “All right! Let’s figure it out. You guys can give Damian my number.” I ended the call right after that—my eggs were already getting cold. Then I went back to my usual

That was how I’m able to attain my slight advantage of comprehension. When I was done with the file I pushed it aside and lay more flatly on the bed, sorrow gathered beneath my heavy heart and I kept wondering if I’d read it all right. The Blue Moon’s presence is a sacred circumstance, created solely for the creations of the moon to wield its power and influence so they may remain superior. It has to do with the Lycans surely. I don’t get the whole history, but my parents nicked on it here and there for me to understand there was a huge past between both creatures.

she urged. I was having a huge brainstorm and it was bliss. I carefully curated a palette of shimmering whites, creams, and pale grays, evoking the moon's gentle glow. “Okay,” I said, surprised by my creativity that evening. I had a flashback of my night with Xavier under the moon. “Why don't we throw in some blue?” I thought. I added a hint of iridescent blue, like the moon's subtle shimmer in the night sky. The colors seem to shift and change as the light catches them, just like the moon's phases.

The high ceiling was covered with black cloth, which would be luminated by light projector, making it look like a sky full of stars. Olive was raving about it this morning, but she couldn’t help after school because she had to take her mother to the clinic. So, she listed all the stuffs that needed to be done today and sent it to me. A little advice for those who bore missions from Olive Hartwell: do it right or have her knock on your door at night just because you put the wrong size of cups on the table. At the same time, Mom also sent me the list of groceries I had to purchase for the Full Moon. ‘Nathan will pick you up and help you shop,’ she ended her text with the sentence.

Tonight the moon is very bright, silhouetted against the sparkling river, reminding him of the mournful and lost melodies of the legendary Moonlight Sonata. For a long time, he has not played this song containing many emotions. After returning to the villa, Thang Vu went straight to the third floor and vented his mind through the famous music. The melodies of Western academic music are constantly changing, sometimes loud, sometimes gentle, sometimes calm, sometimes noisy, fully expressing the pain mixed with sweetness in his heart. Beethoven was rejected by his muse and he embraced that unrequited love in the middle of the moonlit night. As for Thang Vu, it was he who pushed his muse out of

“Though, I’m conscious that I haven’t been pulling my weight in terms of housework recently. I felt guilty when I’d seen that you cleaned the bathroom as well as did the cooking.” “Oh don’t,” I wave my hand. “I’ve got years of doing sod all to make up for.” Scott and I move on to the living room, when he slumps on the sofa. I find myself studying his features. His full mouth. His defined jaw. His smooth and tanned skin. He opens his eyes and catches me looking at him. I jump from my seat towards our music system, “what music do you fancy?” He walks over to join me, “how about a blast from the past?” He suggests as he chooses Can’t Fight The Moonlight by LeAnn Rimes.

The moon began turning blue bit by bit, and suddenly it was fully blue! Every human who saw the moon were amazed, little did they know that it was a bad sign for others… The blue moon shone brightly, and it began burning the werewolf and vampires. Stephen and Jessica directed their palms, where the mark was, towards the moon and the light of the blue moon shone to their direction as they absorbed the ray in their palm. “Aah!! It burns” Jessica said in tears… “You have to hang on Jessica, we need to do this.” Stephen said as he struggled to maintain his balance…

I feel so alive, oh I feel so free. Dancing in the moonlight , now you hold me close, your breath tickles my senses ..you boop my nose. All laughter fills the air, our faces lit up with impish glee... I want this to never end, for we are all just stardust. You and me. Forever yours, Meg