Song Of Trouble Novels & Stories

The crowd sat silently and the hunters fumed in anger, but did nothing until the finished the song. “Feel it heavy in my bones now..Feel like everybody goes out….And smiles for the 'gram yeah….Tried but I can’t…Prayer in the shape of Prozac….Try to medicate the lows that…Come and meet me in the night time…I'm losing track of my time….Mama said gonna be all right….But mama don't know what it's like in my mind…..Mama said that the sun gonna shine….But mama don't know what it's like to want to die…I can't carry this anymore….Heavy from the hurt inside my veins….I can't carry this anymore….Wonder what it's like to be okay…” She continued to play and sing as she thought of her pack and of her mat

Apparently, I'd missed both deadlines. Oh well... So much for getting my life back on track. My stomach growled, rumbling in hunger, but I ignored it and began to close my eyes and sing along to the music playing softly. ‘Today… And all of your days. I'll wear your pain. Heal what I can in your troubled mind. Sometimes our bodies will hurt for some time...' I relaxed through the rest of the song, lulled by SYML's sweet and melodious voice. I reflected on the lyrics I was belting out, and my chest tightened instinctively.

I vocalized more of the song once his grip loosened enough for my breath to escape. His dark eyes found mine as he began to fall under my trance and out of Remmi's. I sang the song, hugging him to me as his body fell from mine, going limb as his lifeforce slipped away. "I'm sorry, so so so very sorry. Please please, forgive me," I cried, resting my lips on his cheeks in an attempt to lessen the pain he was going through given his loud groans and the sweat forming on his forehead.

I nod, grab my gear, and we return to the hut to secure our supplies for tomorrow. # We get back to Sanctuary and tie the boat off, then I head into the changing rooms and have a quick shower. God, I’m so tired. I could fall asleep in here. I sigh and get out, dry off, get dressed, and head out into the staffroom to find everyone talking. “Hey, Trouble, did you want to come to my place for dinner?” Uku asks. “Thanks for the invite, but I’d probably fall asleep at the table.” He laughs. “How about a ride home, and I’ll grab us a pizza?” He offers.

"You've always dreamed of stargazing in Omaraine, right? After the party, how about we go there, just the three of us?" The peaks of Omaraine's Green Mountain soared over 2000 meters high, a perfect canvas for the stars. It was Jessica's dream destination. However, that dream felt hollow then, especially after the email she received yesterday from Brittania. "Mrs. Sullivan, it's with deep regret that I must tell you, the observatory has confirmed your blue star is set to fall in three days." The love once believed to be unbreakable was then scarred and battered. Even the stars, once thought eternal, were on the brink of collapse.

Liang Xu came muttering something in her language and I went to help Jamie, clean up the mess I created while everyone fixated their attention on my mother-in-law. Suddenly, a hand clasped mine and dragged me away from the scene—silently and precisely. I was slammed against the wall, his brick-like chest crushing me. He grabbed my jaw, making me look at him. “You are a trouble… aren’t you?” he asked, his voice low and close. So close that if I took a sharp breath, our lips would meet. And I would hate that. “What are you going to do? Kill me?” I asked, and he pressed himself further against me, his body blocking my passage for air.

She could still hear Roman's conversation with the creepy man inside her head, wailing with a warning. Mia doesn't know whether to be disappointed or not. Fortunately, the creepy man is nowhere to be seen. Roman brings her to a shabby-looking resto-bar where he and his band play. It sounded like a joke when he first told her that but now, seeing him play the bass guitar with only music in his mind, he looks like just another normal twenty-two-year-old guy. Not someone owning a hidden gun and having whispered exchanges about a dead girl.

I asked, acting innocent. He rolled his eyes. “Let me remind you again. You’re not allowed to date guests or do anything inappropriate with them. If you need this job as much as you say, don’t forget that.” He knew I needed the job. Hell, I had been extremely lucky to get a job that paid that much. My sister Danielle was chronically ill with stage 2 Hodgkin’s lymphoma, a type of cancer, and we needed all the help we could get. The treatment was costing a lot. The family was struggling and every penny was important to us. Jeopardizing that job would be a recipe for disaster.

"If you're having trouble choosing, I can introduce you to some top-notch guys, perfect for starting a family. Then you won't have to stress over this anymore." Elaine felt like she was drowning, gasping for air, the weight of his words like a tide pulling her under. However, it was not tears that her heart wept. It was boiling blood. After a moment, Elaine's voice cut through the silence. "Alright. However, don't come to regret it." Jasper's smile was thin, his voice icy. "Regret? You're overthinking it, Mrs. Carter." Suddenly, Elaine remembered the previous night, the final encounter with Stephen, unprotected because they had run out of everything.

As she said that, her voice started to take on a seductive hush to it. "I need it so badly, it's making me all frustrated. Mr. Turner... Daddy, please... Help me out just this once, okay?" Faced with a strikingly beautiful young woman throwing herself at me, my male instincts were already on the edge of taking over. With just a slight push, my mind would cross over the precipice of no return. But Shanine was Kerrigan's daughter, and Kerrigan made it clear that I was not to touch Shanine again! I was stuck in a difficult dilemma. What should I do?