Spring Awakening Musical Songs Novels & Stories

" he said. And so I dragged my battered body back home. After what seemed like forever, I arrived at the front door, which I wouldn't open no matter what I tried. When the alarm blared loudly, Elise strutted over and opened the door, her head held high. She said, covering her mouth in a mockery of an apologetic expression, "Oh, it's you, Shana. I'm sorry. I couldn't remember the complicated passcode, so Harold changed it into something simpler." I nodded expressionlessly instead of breaking down like she'd wanted, so she pouted in disappointment. Harold, on the other hand, was satisfied with my reaction—he probably assumed that I'd taken his words to heart. He picked a fallen leaf from my ha

Dawn looked away, clearly embarrassed. “Our moms gave us champagne, we got incredibly horny, Mom loudly played Sexual Healing in the house, and… the rest is history.” Charlie: “...” “Sexual Healing?” Charlie repeated. “You know, that song by Marvin Gaye!” Dawn revealed before singing, “Ooh baby, I’m hot just like an oven, I need some lovin’, And baby, I can’t hold it much longer, It’s getting stronger and stronger.”

Numbness settled over me, it was all I could do to breathe, to stay awake. The bastard flipped my skirts up, and started unbuttoning his pants. I had to stop this, I had to move to do something. Moving my fingers through over the forest floor I felt around in the dirt for anything to save myself with. I only found a small stick, no longer than a dinner fork but sharp enough to cut my fingers on. Hope bloomed in my chest, I could stop him, I would stop him. "Don't worry Scarlet it will only hurt a little bit. And when you die, I promise that I'll make it, quick and painless." he swore coldly in my ear, his voice gleeful at the fact that he had complete power over me.

She sat at the edge and began to hum. At first, the sound was small, barely a breath. Then it grew. Her song carried no words— only feeling. Longing, sorrow, tenderness. The kind of ache that was both wound and balm. The sound drifted through the streets, slipping into cracks and windows, settling in hearts that had long forgotten rhythm. --- The Awakening The first to stir were the children. They woke from dreams they couldn’t remember, tears on their cheeks, Hearts beating faster.

“I’ll sing to you, the wolf song. Such a pretty lullaby which’ll help you go to sleep. Your mother said she used to sing it when she nursed, and it was always Colton’s favorite melody to fall asleep to…. shhhh now.” Sierra gently starts to sing, her voice wavering with emotion, but yet still lovely, so quiet, hushed in volume, so as not to disturb anyone else. The words of the Nordic song of old, that we sing at the Awakening ceremonies, according to my mom, because I’ve never been allowed to go just yet. They’re for the grown-up wolf’s who have something special beginning, and I hope one day that will be me too. The notes and melody fill the air, like a beautiful serenading ghostly echo, ca

“Hear my heart beats, Mari. And I'll listen to yours. That's the only music we are going to dance to tonight.” They swayed. A simple dance that speaks a lot of the sentiments that resides on their hearts. Their eyes are locked like no one or nothing could get them distracted. Lachlan began humming the song he prepared to serenade her. Maridelle closed her eyes and gently put her ears on his chest. “It's beating erratically.” He laughed a little. His hands on her waist became a gentle hug. “Listen closely, you'll know that it sings purely of your name.”

Something that actually reflects where I’m at now, messy, a little angry, and trying like hell not to drown in it. “Alright,” I say, tapping the side of my glass. “Let’s see what we can build from that.” The song continues pulsing through the house, sharp and unapologetic. Something electric threads through the beat that immediately stands out. Lauren’s eyes are lit up, the kind of spark I haven’t seen from her since we were skating together last. She leans closer, excitement bubbling over as she starts moving subtly to the rhythm.

“Will you sing me a song?” “Of course, Max.” Esper started rocking the boy back and forth as she began to sing Billy Joel’s Lullabye. “Goodnight, my angel, time to close your eyes and save these questions for another day.” Esper’s voice carried throughout the forest as she sang. The soft soprano tone brought a deep calm to all of the creatures within earshot. The woman’s singing was interrupted by Argos snorting as he sensed someone approaching the stone structure. Esper chuckled, knowing full well who was lurking outside.

“Selena, your beauty is captivating. Your colors are so beautiful, but unfortunately, your value is only like that. You will always be the unique moon in my heart.” 2 Louis woke up in bed, his whole body drenched in sweat, as if he had been dreaming a very monstrous dream. In his dream he found himself lost in a torrential downpour, the rain was pouring down and everyone could not see him. He kept walking and going until he came to a small house, in that house, the surrounding space was dark and he couldn't see anything. “Run Louis, don't look back, listen to your mother and get out of here. I will protect you…”

“Who plays at dissolving a bond? Kael! Bring Elara back!” Isabella’s hand circled my arm, her voice a dew-soft murmur. “Don’t, Jonathan. She just wants attention. If you don’t indulge her, she’ll creep back in a few days.” She gathered the pups into her arms with a tender smile. “Let me take care of you in the meantime. I’ll be your Luna for now—shall I?” “Great! Aunt Isabella as our Luna!” the boys cheered, pure joy beaming across their faces.