The Ballad Of Mona Lisa Lyrics Novels & Stories

Her voice filled the studio, rising and falling like waves crashing over moonlit water. Ethan stared as if he were seeing a ghost. His jaw fell open. He looked at Monalisa, but all he could see was Anna Marie. The Anna he once knew. The Anna whose voice changed the music industry. Tears clouded his eyes. He blinked fast but failed to stop them. When she finished, she walked up to him and spoke quietly but firmly. "I want that song released in twenty four hours." Ethan opened his mouth but no words came. He could only stare at her, struck dumb.

"Even if it plunged me to the darkness, I will prevail. If there is no light, I will create one! And there is no one stopping me! So those words..." Monica sang the next lyrics. She seemed calmer now. The chorus would be the next one now. "Shut up!" "Shut up!" "Shut up!" "I will not be stopped anymore!" "Yes, you hurt me. But I know!" "I have become stronger! stronger!" Monica looked at me with a huge smile on her face. Hah. She is certainly enjoying this.

“Hello, my little bundle of joy! I know you fuss when I don’t sing you your favorite lullaby. Here it is then:” “Bella stella dimmi tu Cosa vedi da lassù Bella stella dimmi tu Cosa vedi da lassù Da quassù io vedo te Da quassù io vedo te E racconto cose belle Imparate tra le stelle. Mama loves you, my little one. “ The tape stopped, and the only thing that remains is the rewind of the tape and then an eerie silence in the room.

she said, her voice hushed but demanding. I paused, then took off my shirt. Mara's breath caught. She leaned in closer, fingers grazing the design but not touching it. “The Lunar Mark,” she breathed, her words tinged with what could only be reverence — or fear. “What is it?” I asked, my throat tight. “Why is it on me?”

If she lost more people because she couldn’t defend them like the five people she just lost recently, then Anastacia could never forgive herself. “Asteria!” She screamed and opened her eyes. She forced herself to use all her strength to fight back the force that was suffocating her, “Show yourself!” She commanded again as drops of blood came out from her nose. She just wiped it with her hand and continued to strain her eyes to see past the dark void. “Sei molto interessante, piccola Luna,” (You’re very interesting, little Luna) Asteria spoke with a hint of surprise laced in her voice as her form began to materialize in front of Anastacia.

"This is 80 Percent of your money,once this quest is done, you would have the remaining 20 percent." Valen handed over the brown envelope to her and left immediately. Aina couldn't contain the joy she felt and kissed the envelope thrice saying; “I bless this day. The moon goddess has remembered my family. My father would be free again. I can't wait to see him." She smiled. She went to where the baby was laying. "You are such a lovely cute boy, I would miss you alot but don't worry you will be in your mother's arms tonight." She pegged him on his forehead.

“My Lady… my Lord…” The Moon Goddess reached out, her voice soft yet resonant, filling every corner of Lisa’s being. “Rise, child of fate. You have done well. You have carried pain, borne loss, fought darkness, and still you shine. Tonight, we reveal a truth long hidden, one that concerns those dearest to you.” Lisa lifted her gaze, her heart pounding. “What truth, my Lady?”

The room felt… different. Before I could process it, my mouth began to move. Words spilled out, unbidden, in a melody that was both haunting and beautiful. "Lacrimam tuam effunde, Et dolorem tuum dimitte. Lux tua in stellis est, Numquam obscura, numquam amissa." The song filled the room, the Latin words moving out of my mouth with little to no control. My voice…was beautiful…was high…was low. ( "Shed your tear,

There's a hint of hurt, disappointment, and apology in his voice. When Gideon ended the song, both of them fell silent. The crashing of the sea waves on the shore and the crickets in the woodland nearby broke the deafening silence. There was no doubt that Gideon was singing out pain and loneliness, and Jewel couldn't understand the reason why. When she asked him, he just smiled and kissed her forehead.

LISA’S POV “Are you ready?” Jonas asked, his voice dripping with malice. He towered over me, his dark attire contrasting with my silver gown in the early morning light. I felt like a lamb being led to the slaughter. I nodded, paralyzed by his close proximity. His smile was cruel and twisted, making my skin crawl. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against my face, as he uttered his next words. “Good, Lisa. Very good.” "What are you doing?" I whispered, trying to sound brave but failing miserably as he continued to hover around my face.