Octavia Melody X Vinyl Scratch Novels & Stories

*Echoes* My pain My sorrow Reverts back at me Like a house Without a thing. I tried filling it up with Joy And love but darkness still painted them black. Maybe I'm not meant For this; I mean Happiness and Love isn't meant for me. Sadness Darkness Is where I belong and maybe suicide would be the end of me. My thoughts are blank My thinking is blocked Echoes of my empty cobwebbed mind is all I hear. *©Gemini Pride*

“Just like how a snake targets before striking, is how Eliano Merchetti plays” The soft pop and crackle of vinyl whispered through the old mahogany walls, and the needle finally settled on its groove. Then came that voice — velvet smooth and aching. “Only you… can make all this world seem right…”

He muttered to himself, pouring himself another glass of alcohol and downing it, the fact that he had been thinking of starting a life with Kelvin, while Kelvin had been busy building a life without him, it still fucking hurt so bad, each time he thinks about it and he wasn't sure he can ever get over it and trust anyone again, once beaten twice shy, never again will he give anyone the power to do what Kelvin did to him, never, he vowed again drinking more, he knew he was getting too drunk and that he needed to stop but he was sad, seeing all the love going around, from his best friend finding love and happiness to this couples in this bar being all over each other, it made him feel lonely a

Which I know she prepared it herself. The silence is like little glasses piercing through my fragile heart. She has used her long black her as a window to block my view. Her eyes have been cast down. She knew when I look into her eyes, and I will know what wrong. Just the same way she knows what bothering me by looking at me in the eye. Now I believe the saying that goes like the eyes is the window to the soul, tell me you do believe in it. Mum say something, I stretched my hands to touch her, but she removed it from the table and placed it on her laps.

I’m gonna d******d an app that can clear the audio and remove parts that are cracking" Shortly after she downloaded the app, I pressed play on it Mick, I’m so happy to see you… wait where are you going….. Mick come back….. Ahh someone please help me……Vickie…..Liv…. Help me…. Lyon…. Anyone... Don’t please don’t do this…….I won’t do anything, the music will do it all……What do you mean No, No….. please don’t do….. this….Ahhh I didn’t realize it when tears rolled down my cheeks

Evangeline finally spoke, her voice barely a whisper. Everyone went quiet. She looked down at the mark on her palm. The skin was scorched there - veins etched with soft luminescence as if the Song had taken root. “It’s in me,” she whispered. “The longer I wait, the more I hear it. Even in silence, it doesn’t stop.” “Then we need to find the last fragment before they finds us first,” Xander said coldly. Selene didn’t argue. But her eyes flicked to the fragment, uneasy.

She screamed as she rubbed her clit so hard that she squirted all over, feeling Xolvions burning hot cum flood inside of her. Xolvion couldn't help but smile as he watched her squirt still grinding on him as her legs quivered and spasmed without control before she fell back onto him breathing hard. Crystal and Luna suddenly jumped next to them, one of them on either side of him as his clones had faded, leaving only the real Xolvion. "This life... one could easily be happy with such a life." Xolvion thought as he looked at the three girls all holding onto him. "But I can never forget my goal. I can never forget my birthright."

"Something that sounds like a possibility." Amity closed her eyes for a moment, then began to play. The melody that emerged was unlike anything she'd performed before, hopeful yet complex, weaving together themes of independence and connection, rebellion and acceptance. The Crystal Voice sang with pure emotion, its transparent body catching and fracturing the light into rainbow patterns that danced across the walls.

The subjects running around widely stopped in their tracks, like babies hearing their mothers’ voices. Even Tyr, who was feeling agitated, felt a sudden flush of calmness in his heart upon hearing the tune. “Xyris, what is this?” Tyr asked. Xyris replied, “It’s the Sacred Aria of Maddox; used to cleanse the world of its evil.” As the music played, the subjects turned around and walked toward Xyris and Xanthus. They then sat on the ground cross-legged while their bloodshot eyes seemed to have brightened a little.

"that i can't decide yet but will you please stop presenting me as the devil?" "noted i will but please can i know why you called me out?" melissa inquiries, "i missed you" melissa could feel xyla's hands graze across her thighs slightly "told you it's not happy" melissa says her tone sounding firm, "really?" xyla rubs his hands deeper into her thighs he could feel the lace panties melissa was wearing just below her skirt, xyla slides the panties to aside dipping in his fingers he rubs on her clit,