Music Lovers Novels & Stories

Light, upbeat music was drifting in from the living room, and a fresh, male voice began to sing: "Your smile is like an island, Surrounded by a warm, gentle breeze. The first time I knew your heart, I couldn't believe my eyes. I want to be with you at every sunrise." The lyrics floated through the air, sweet enough almost to taste. "Are you really that happy?" Lena asked, nestled in his arms, completely relaxed, giving off no resistance at all. "Of course!" Alaric replied proudly, lifting his chin and playfully hefting her. "I'll carry you over to wash your face and brush your teeth—I even made breakfast."

Carl thought it was an excellent idea and went to buy it, so while he was doing that errand, I put music connected to the audio system, programmed with an iPod and from one moment to another, the different melodies began to spread throughout the apartment. I created a playlist that I named "Just Lovers". Every time I listen to it, I remember the day I showed it to Carl. I was dying of grief for the selection of songs, but he liked it, he liked that playlist so much, that we made love; a stimulus coming from one of the titles incorporated therein. Between songs from Hippie Sabotage, passing through Two Feet, until I reached —perhaps— the best of The Weeknd, I uncorked a beer and drank it whil

Circ, My mate, my love, my beasty girl, I never thought someone would make me smile and laugh as much as you do.. until I saw how much you could make me sad and empty at the same time. Maybe it's love..., maybe it's heartbreak. Or maybe it's because I fell too hard.

he said, “but I refuse to allow those perky boobs of yours to stretch out my expensive designer tees. Marc’s shirt will give those babies plenty of space to breathe.” I giggled my thanks and put the clothes on while Roger made us a pot of coffee. I scolded him about invading Luis’ kitchen in such a way, but he simply waved his hand in dismissal and handed me a steaming cup of delicious gourmet coffee. “I invited your lover to join us, but he declined. He’s a bit bashful, isn’t he?” Roger said. “Let’s just say that he’s not much of an exhibitionist,” I offered.

As I scroll down, my attention got caught by this comment. [@ArtLovesHisCoffee <3 @KofierWriter shipping!!!] - I saw a comment tagging someone because it has Kofi's username. I got curious who is this ArtLovesHisCoffee. I press it, and I want to see who this person is. I'm not surprised by what I saw, It's Arthur's profile, and my attention got caught when I see Kofi in his post.

“Don't deprive me of those beautiful sounds, angel eyes. I want to hear you scream.” My eyes rolled to the back of my head as he slammed his fingers in and out of my pussy repeatedly, the squishing sounds emitting from the movement making it the most powerfully erotic thing that I've ever experienced. God! I was so close to cumming. I could feel it. “That's right, baby. Give me those sounds,” Liam grunted. “It's… it's too much,” I cried out, excessive pleasure overwhelming my body. I sank my fingers into his hair and tugged at it.

Arthur replied dryly, “I have too much work to do to afford the luxury of forced vacation, and I'm not lying” “But we know this woman…” Micah said. “She doesn't understand refusals,” Arthur finished his friend's sentence. At that moment they both looked to the sides and were distracted to see that there were more people in the place than usual. There was an atmosphere of glamour, of which neither had been aware when they arrived. “Are there any special activities at the club tonight?” Micah asked the barman. “Yes, it is the presentation of a new product,” replied the young man.

The pack members who caught sight of him beamed with joy and admiration, their gestures a show of respect and love for their Alpha. The music that greeted me was a symphony of enchanting melodies. The soft notes of a piano mingled with the warm tones of a cello, creating a harmonious backdrop to the grand event. The strings of a violin weaved through the air, evoking emotions of love and tenderness. The musicians played with precision, their passion and talent evident in every note they produced.

Nora asks startled "Lovergirl! It is only sweet at the beginning, you better shine your eyes and don't get swept away by the flood" she smirks her tongue irritably at Nora who mocks her in return "Beef this much? Better go and text Richard, Tito, Dino, or what is that your albino dude's name?" Tade snaps quickly "He is a white Liberian, not an albino! Get the difference"

The seriousness in his tone as he called her name told me there was more to this Laura Camille had mentioned but thought it best I didn’t know. I hate being left in the dark, but I decided to play fair and not inquire any further. --------- The loud beat of music coming from Get Wild night club sent a thrilling sensation through my body. We were all currently at a club and seated at a corner of the room. The dancefloor was filled with sweaty teenagers and youths who sought the floor as their escape haven and road to having the best nights of their life. The guys had managed to sneak us in as the club still considered us legally minors and I felt really great being here. The vibe was great, t