Song Doctor Jones Novels & Stories

She hated this already. Soon the building was packed, and she was dismissed from standing in the greeting line to go and mingle with the people. She looked at the clock on her phone, and it was nearing seven. She knew that would be her cue to leave. She smiled, knowing this torture was almost over. At five minutes to seven, there was a noise from the back of the building. No one thought too much about it. It wasn’t like an explosion or anything. When the music started to play, it was the theme song for one of her favorite movies that was older than her but she had watched it with Mav for the first time a few years before. She loved the song and the scene it was from. She thought how fitting

Killian pouted. "What Why?" "Please, please, please! I already chose the song for us!" "What song?" "We Don't Talk Anymore by Charlie Puth and Selena Gomez," Killian smiled. "Okay, so I should sing Selena’s part?” Juliette asked. "Yup. Your voice is sweeter than mine." Killian smirked. "Smooth like a snake," Juliette rolled her eyes. "Okay, but just this time. It's your channel category, not mine. You decided you wanted to sing on YouTube,"

As she said that, she tapped the screen with an air of familiarity, choosing one song after another. Once she was done, she finally sauntered back to Mr. Jonesson. Jane quietly picked up the microphone… She blinked when she saw that the first song was ‘Tibetan Plateau’. The second was ‘Even in Death I’ll Love’, and the third was ‘The Mountain Road with Eighteen Turns’... After that, Jane stopped being surprised at Jenny’s song choices. Jenny was clearly out for her blood tonight. If her voice had not been damaged so badly, Jane was actually a pretty good singer. Now, however, she sounded like nails on a chalkboard. The moment she started singing in her grating voice, Mr. Jonesson immediately

Something that speaks way too well to my conflicting feelings - some song with the chorus saying ‘keep your head, or keep your heart - you can only save one. Does the universe just like to torture people like this? Send music their way that is too on point? Ugh. My hand lingers over the phone, and I hesitate to change the song. I don’t even really know the guy but I’m fighting off tears here. What is this? Could what Alec said to me be true at all? Could all that be real? How could someone be so punished to be saddled to me forever like that? If it does exist, it couldn’t be for me.

“I usually have quite a lot going on and am too busy.” President Lockhart laughed. “Mr. Kimball, you don’t know this, but Miss Jones is also a world-famous designer.” “That’s a shame.” Mr. Kimball revealed a look of admiration. At that moment, Joanne suddenly said, “Miss Jones, did you copy Cindy’s song? Your song is very similar to ‘Paradise of Dreams’, a famous song by Cindy.” Everyone was shocked, and someone said, “Now that she mentioned it, it does seem to be a bit similar.”

Although he said it was a party to welcome his daughter back home, it was actually an opportunity for him to invite powerful people in the government as well as super-rich companies to strengthen ties. Moreover, this is also an opportunity for his daughter to find a good match among the best heirs in the city. - And here is a performance from our hotel to Ms. Thu Nhien, the main character of today's party. It was a song called Song From And Secret Garden performed by pianist Thang… Vu… Truong. – The female MC spoke up emotionally. The whole party room was silent because everyone thought that the MC had introduced the wrong person or that there was an artist with the same name as the famous g

Areilla looked to Joseph before looking back to Bo and Oscar, “Of course we are. It is Oscar’s show after all, and we are both just here to provide a second and third opinion.” Joseph smiled, “So what do you say Mr. Jones?” Bo faltered, “It’s Doctor.” The correction was said softly, and Ariella made the adjustment, rephrasing her question with a continued smile. “I’d love to.” The lyrics to the song do not belong to me.

Congratulations to the both of you! I practically crumbled to my knees. I raced up to Mrs. Yoshida and shook her hands rapidly. She smiled and just told me to come back tomorrow to sign and finalize everything. I found myself back at the bar getting celebratory drinks. “Here,” the man from earlier said as he handed me a shot glass full of what smelled like tequila,” congratulations, and I’m sorry about earlier.” I took the glass with an eyebrow raised. “You could’ve drugged it,” He scoffed and looked down at his feet before looking me in the eyes. “Don’t worry, I didn’t.”

The peak of my popularity was reached and it is according to my wish. Selena is only a sweetener in your life. I got to know her when I was at Daniel, and we made love. When I was dating and I often post my photos with her, my prestige went up and I liked it. I travel to be a disc jockey at a big event, party and also some clubs who invite me for some reason. My price is also cheap, but you can say it's quite expensive, only playing for about 2-3 hours. We are equally lucky. Selena was flooded with job models and I was flooded with Dj jobs and also some advertisements. But if asked about my relationship with the woman who is currently sleeping on this hotel bed, I will answer if this relatio

He suddenly stops singing and waits for me to catch up. "You recognize that song, don't you? It's 'Truly Madly Deeply' by Daniel Jones and Darren Hayes. I roll my eyes and continue walking without minding his question. How is it possible for me not to recognize the song you heard on my phone, asshole! "Of course you do. You love sick man!..." He continues when I don't reply to him. "We get that you're in love and all that but to set a love song as your mate's ringtone?... Isn't that a bit– sappy?... I wouldn't have believed it of course if I hadn't heard it myself... I can't believe that General Thor Quinn, the commander of..."