Song Rise Above Novels & Stories

"I'm honored and excited, and I'll make the best tiramisu in the world!" "Then, I... will be the boyfriend of Nina, the owner of the shop that makes the best tiramisu in the world!" Ronan grinned. We left the shop laughing. Night had fallen outside, and warm yellow lights glowed around us. A gust suddenly swept through the alley. Ronan took my hand, and we jogged a few steps into the wind ahead of me. Sutburg was filled with flowers in spring, petals flying toward us in the wind, pink, white, and many other colors.

"Should we ask the manager to let that waitress go?" I chuckled and shook my head. "We're almost there. You know, going from high life to low is no easy feat. These days, even without my meddling, she's not exactly living the dream." "It's all in your hands. We're up soon, let's head out." Carol smoothed out my collar and clasped my hand, guiding me up to the stage, one step at a time. The spotlight hit us, and I stood there, cool and collected. The audience was a sea of professionals, and right by my side was Carol, the only one I could see.

Something that felt, against all probability, like relief. They were married eighteen months later, in a small ceremony with no press and no announcements, witnessed by Ana and Leo and Marta and two colleagues of Sophia’s who had become, over the years, something approaching friends. Paul stood at the front of the small room. He watched Sophia walk toward him and felt the full weight of everything it had taken to arrive at this moment — every year, every loss, every cold night in a prison bunk thinking about a future that seemed impossible — and let it settle into something he could carry without it crushing him. This moment reflects personal growth and fulfillment, inspiring hope for transf

We were having a gathering before graduation. My girlfriend and best friend were getting congratulated by the whole class. They had gained guaranteed spots into the campus' top course's postgraduate program. I was sitting in a corner, staring at the Hertford University offer that would ensure I went straight to my doctorate. I hesitated on making a decision for three days just for my girlfriend. Howard Herbson, my best friend, turned to me. He had a look of pity and condescension in his eyes as he said, "How about your job hunt? Don't worry. Not getting into the postgrad program isn't the end of the world. The lab's requirements are ridiculous. "It's going to be near impossible for you t

“Lily, do you have any wishes for the new year?” Perhaps my expression stood out too much in the middle of all the celebration. Daniel suddenly called my name. “I want a raise,” I said. My voice wasn’t loud, but everyone heard it. The room suddenly fell silent. People slowly turned to look at me. The smile on Daniel’s face disappeared. “What did you say?” He walked down from the stage. He tossed the microphone aside, and it let out a sharp screech. “Say it again.” He stopped in front of me.

The more I fight against it, the more I feel myself drowning. "M-major?" I try once more. Hoping that against all odds, that he'll hear me. Without realizing, tears have begun to fall. Everything around me starts to spin. The feeling of nausea begins to overwhelm me. I try just closing my eyes, hoping for the feeling to subside. "M-major?" I call out once more.

If he really want to save Rio, then he must be positive and not let him self be conquered by fear. ... The time has come for the opposition to attack. "The crimson moon will appear this night, now is the chance we needed to confront the alpha." Gavino told the elders. The trumpet was blown as a sign to begin. The sky was clear and the crimson moon had appeared in the night sky making it look like a bloody night sky. Rio heard a loud noise and suddenly the walls and the ground was shaken. Something hit the the dungeon's entrance.

He takes my hand and everyone watches as he is forced to get down on one knee and kiss the hand of the woman he failed to kill. He mumbles my name, Dawn, and I will be the one to rule this court, not him. How could he rule a court if he cannot kill one woman? I have won, and tomorrow will be the promising ceremony, the first step to claiming my land that he stands upon and it will be the land he dies upon.

Hear the song in the falling snow, In your heart, feel a love that grows With each flake that falls from above Hear God’s promise of eternal love We may not know what tomorrow brings, But I believe there’s music in all things A message of hope from God above That His son brings to us eternal love So hear the song in the falling snow A message of light to God’s people below With each flake that falls you’ll know There’s a song in the falling snow. Hear the song in the falling snow.

No words were needed for understanding each other. As the sun was setting on the west, and the last sunrays of the day bathed the deck of the sailboat, Luke and Sarah embarked on another journey that would take them to unimaginable heights, heights that only two of them together could reach . Nothing else but them existed in this world now. Nothing was important, nothing held enough significance… not even the distant sound of the roaring engine Luke’s ears picked up but never paid enough attention to.