Song Wrapped In Red Novels & Stories

"It's... it's a corrupted version of Elara's synesthetic signature. He's not just holding data. He's experiencing it. Constantly." Cole watched us, her eyes gleaming. "The song, Ms. Richards. Now. It's the only thing that can calm the storm in his mind long enough for me to administer the stabilizer." I looked at the man suffering on the bed, a prison of his father's making. I looked at Cole, who saw not a person, but a holy relic. I stepped forward, to the edge of the bed. I didn't look at Cole. I looked at Julian. And I began to sing. Not the lullaby as a key, or a weapon.

He looked troubled, as though he wanted to say something but kept holding back. "You want to say that pretty horses are usually weak, don't you? That's fine. That's exactly what I want," Selene said. She opened her palm to reveal a sword knot that was adorned with a wooden rose. "Here. Put this on your sword." Fenric accepted it and replied with delight, "Is this a gift?" "You could say that. I carved it myself, so it doesn't look very nice." "I… I like it very much!" Fenric grinned widely from ear to ear. He immediately tied it to his sword hilt and seemed to cherish it very much.

Her dilated pupils contacted, and she only glared at the man driving. A slow romantic song played softly from the radio, and the man on the wheel had taken off his suit and rolled off the sleeve of a pure white shirt with the first three buttons unbuttoned. The shirt fused on him gave out the transparency of his godly body. From his well-chiseled broad chest to his six-pack. He was breathing taking in all categories. His fingers tapped gently on the steering wheel reacting to the song. Only did it hit Jasmine. No wonder the song was Soo familiar, she had forgotten.

It is thick, metallic, and hot. “Do you smell what I smell?” I ask Jane to be sure. “I might be smelling something worse than you are,” she responds, her face twisted in disgust. We take one careful step onto the block, and our boots stick to the floor. We look down and realize the concrete is flooded. We pass glances, inhaling sharply before we look up. My stomach drops, there’s blood everywhere. It splashes across the high windows, blocking the morning light; it runs down the grey walls in long, dark streaks. It is smeared over the iron bars. The entire block is painted red.

If anyone was to enter the pack land with their eyes blindfolded, the person could have never guessed that the area was filled with thousands of wolves, vampires, dragons, fairies, elves, witches, shifters, hybrids and what not. Pin drop silence prevailed as only the harmonies of the instruments reverberated in the entire pack land and every person stood spellbound even before the first line of the song had begun ! Jax looked at his mate lovingly from above and smiled before wrapping his long, perfectly shaped fingers on the mike and closed his eyes gently as he sung the first line of the song with sincere and raw emotion, straight from his heart ! The song was “Trouble I’m In” by Twinbed !

Red's POV You look so wonderful in your dress His voice sent shivers down my spine as he sang the first line of the song. The gentle strumming of his guitar stirred goosebumps across my skin, blending perfectly with the calmness of the night like a soothing lullaby. Crow’s jacket wrapped around me warmly, shielding me from the cold air brushing against my body. I love your hair like that. The way it falls on the side of your neck Down your shoulders and back

He handed her the earring, and when their hands touched, both of them felt a spark—like a small jolt of electricity. “Ouch,” they said at the same time. Katleya took the earring and smiled. “Thank you, Red.” The young man said nothing and walked away, searching for his friends. When he found them, he quickly approached his twin. “Did you already tell the emcee you’re singing?” Blue whispered. “Yes.” “What song did you say?” “At Your Glance by 1:43. You’re really good with that song,” Red answered. “Okay. Thanks,” Blue said and hugged his twin.

These scars are getting bigger and deeper for me to keep. With my weary eyes, white cocktail dress with red shoes. I lifted the case that's covering the keys as I take a deep breath and start pressing the first key. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *TANG* I sing the song Perfect by Ed Sheeran, not for me, but her--- For the person special to him on this special day for them. I look at the girl. No, to the woman that is about to walk in the aisle with her man standing near the altar, waiting for her to be by his side. I am singing a song on their wedding day. This big day for them. Lucky them!

Even if I am not so excited to dress up in these outfits, I will never get tired of studying the different outfits. The music shifts to a slow bass rhythm. I smile. This music I have become heavily addicted to. Their lyrics are about the total and all-consuming love and death as a redemption from the pain and I find it strangely romantic. And the rhythm even makes me feel sexy and naughty. "It's the new one with Zeromancer !" Sascha gets up and leads Oliver to the floor. "Come on, Little Red Riding Hood, let's get this place rocking". Mark laughs, dragging me after him.

Chelsea Red sang, "Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know, She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I'll share her home, I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets, To carry love, to carry children of our own, We are still kids, but we're so in love, Fighting against all odds, I know we'll be alright this time, Darling, just hold my hand, Be my girl, I'll be your man, I see my future in your eyes." Red said, "It is a song made by Ed Sheeran and I want to use this song to let the woman I love know that I only want to be with her through thick and thin. I know we've been through a lot, but look at us now, we're already fulfilling the things we've been dreaming of. I don't w