Rio 2 Beautiful Creatures Song Mga Nobela at Kwento

Mama Chika smiled happily as Rosalie smiled she hugged her before happily bouncing up. “I’m going to sing a song.” Rosalie announced as the DJ passed her a microphone. She smiled happily as she found the song she wanted and the DJ helped her out. Its was Pink's Song ‘Bridge of Light.’ Drezic made sure his phone was on recording so he could send it to Chris and Rosco. As the song played they saw her grow stronger, almost like Asrar was behind her and she felt it. She felt stronger because Mama Chika was right. She was following in the pain of them leaving her she didn’t remember there love. It’s there love that kept her going and it will keep her going.

She turned just enough where Romero saw her eyes and he sat back down. “Aren’t you going to help your mate?” Dylan asked curiously. “No….You see her eyes?” Romero asked as he pointed at her and Dylan nodded as he saw them glowing gold “Well that means they aren’t going to survive this song…” Romero said as he watched her with a smile. She swayed with the music taking down the first rouge that leaped at her. She began to sing along with the song as she fought the rouges.

Chapter 96 Ria's POV *A Few Days After* Luca was living up to the promise which he made the other day. I thought he was going to forget about it, but I was happy he still remembered. I just sat in the car while I watched him move his head to the sound of the beat. He will then look at me and looked at the road again, while he vibed to "Just the way you are by Bruno Mars." I love Bruno Mars song so fuckin much and him singing it to me makes me fucking happy.

The scene would be 'almost' unbelievable if it hadn't happened in the real world with real people and as crazy as it is... with real creatures. It even sounds like a music video with the background music being Sola by Jennifer Lopez. The vampire Soraia's gaze opens between shadows. Her steps are slow on the road of white stones that hurt her bare feet... but her soul is much more wounded.

Rio announces, approaching us with some damn cookies in a tray. I'm ready for this to be my forever. ✨ T H E E N D ✨

"I know a lot of people are really looking forward to the collab of these two, which is hopefully going to happen. But for now, let's enjoy the duet of our beautiful prima donna, Miss Kaia, and Rapture's lead vocalist, Eros!" The screaming intensified, almost stampede due to the loss of fans. And it doubled when Eros approached me. He smiled boyishly and winked to the crowd. When I started the song his attention turned to me. The fans cheered for the both of us. I even heard someone combine our names. I only laughed at it, because we're not a love team to do that. "They say you're beautiful," Eros said. I smiled and shook as I sang. "She's very beautiful, isn't she?" Eros said in the mic tha

I screeched, flashes of Layla’s body being torn in half searing the flesh of my eyelids as I squeezed my eyes shut, straining against the claws that dug into my flesh before snapping my eyes open. The monster was leaning on one knobby knee now, and I could have sworn it had arranged its droopy facial muscles so that it appeared to be smiling. “I’m certain you will Nola Reynolds, I'll make sure of it. Put her to sleep.” The creature sang, the lilt in his baritone turning to eyes as he turned away, a split second before a bolt of panic shot through me and the world went dark.

Beatrice said with a gleam in her eyes, I simply smiled at them both, of course she would have, they are both werewolves. “Get out!” Rio raised his voice at us. Beatrice burst out laughing just as we made our way outside, “meet us in the sitting room when you've covered up your teeny weeny,” she called out at him just before she shut the door. Heading down to the sitting room, we made ourselves comfortable on the sofa. “Do you care for anything?” I asked her. “Nope, I'm fine, was it because of the scar on Rio's body that you called me out here?” She asked me.

The massive LED wall behind the stage flashed photos of Audrey growing up—baby pictures, vacations, stolen moments, family memories—while golden fireworks suddenly burst outside the glass walls overlooking the backyard. “Damn,” Ricochet breathed beside me, pride practically clinging to his voice. “We really made beautiful girls.” I laughed softly through the sting building behind my eyes. “Yeah, and I’ve lost count how many times you complained about needing to protect them because boys keep staring.” “Because boys are stupid,” he muttered immediately. I shook my head, smiling as Audrey finally reached the bottom of the stairs. The guests applauded loudly while cameras flashed endlessly arou

It wasn't until he heard a familiar song that he stopped tuning and allowed it to play. The melody evoked poignant memories for Rio, reminding him of the time he spent with Sarah. She frequently sang or hummed that very song, and Rio grew fond of it. He vividly recalled the last time she hummed the tune, which happened during their vacation on a private island. Sarah was pregnant with Riley at the time, and as they sat together on the beach, she placed Rio's hands on her belly, eager for him to feel their unborn child's kicks. Rio laughed as he felt the gentle movements from the baby. In that moment, he playfully envisioned their son following in the footsteps of renowned footballers, confid