Novel & Cerita The Last Song

I reply. "Jeez. Okay." When we got to the music club, we warm-up, and then Jackson gives us a signal to settled ourselves on the stage. We test the instruments first before we start to jump into practice. "Anyways, have you guys thought already a song for the last performance?" Jackson asked. "I did it!" Nathalia answer, raising her right hand. "Okay. What's the title of the song, Nath?" "I suggest Sometimes by Britney Spears," Nathalia suggested.

Coincidently the song Lights Down Low was thundering downstairs, which made me redder than a clown’s nose. ‘’Luo, leave this man. He will bring you only problems.’’ He started nibbling on my ear, and I had to use all my willpower to stay focused. ‘’What do you mean?’’ ‘’We both want the treasure, and we won't stop until one of us take it. I will use every measure possible the same way as he will. That’s why you have to stay away from him.’’ ‘’Do you think I’m very pleased to be a part of this?’’ I was lucky I was still able to speak in full sentences. His mouth was making me crazy. Now he was sucking the skin on my neck and licking it.

Dilan headed to the stage and started singing. It was my turn and everyone was ready to ask for their favorite song, among them the duet that Dilan and I did, with the song "es por ti" from "cómplices" a classic, the night was very entertaining, I had a lot of fun. Tristan was completely excited when suddenly I heard a song that I recognized and the voice that interpreted it, I heard the tones and the song was "Hard for me", the last time I heard it was a few months ago when I turned to the stage it was Israel singing and looking directly to where our table was.

A final burst of clarity before the end. "Seraphina, is there anything you still want to do?" His voice trembled as he fought back tears. "I'll take you anywhere. I'll carry you there myself." I shook my head slightly. "I'm tired." Closing my eyes, I let out a long breath. "Conrad, in the next life, let's not meet again." The words snapped the final thread holding Conrad together. There was no forgiveness. No peace. Only complete exhaustion. I was not even willing to waste hatred on him anymore.

Then came the tenth betrayal. The eleventh. All the way to the ninety-ninth. I heard the system question Luna, "Host, this is already your ninety-ninth reincarnation. Haven't you had enough fun yet?" Luna answered without a care, "This is the last one. Once I complete my hundredth conquest, I'll settle down and live a good life with Julian." The betrayals in those memories crashed over me like a tidal wave, swallowing me whole. I curled into myself. It felt as if a dull knife had been driven into my heart, only to turn into a sharpened blade that twisted relentlessly inside me. The pain was so intense I could barely breathe.

Everyone said my wife, Zoey Harper, was an amazing wife and mom who'd do anything for me and our son, Leo. Leo's doctor warned us three times that he might not make it. Then he died. Zoey claimed she was overseas for work. She wasn't. She'd invited Peter Cole—the first love she'd never gotten over—and his family to our apartment for dinner. I came home carrying Leo's urn, ready to confront her. Instead, she tossed my luggage into the hall. "We have guests, and we're out of rooms. Go stay somewhere else for a few days."

Before the birthday party even began, Jeannie Collins cast her phone screen onto the large display in the private room. Then she started an anonymous poll in the group chat she shared with all our mutual friends. The question was simple: [Should I stay with my boyfriend to cut the birthday cake tonight, or go with my childhood friend to his movie premiere?] Thirty seconds. The countdown began. The numbers kept climbing. [Childhood friend: 17 votes.] [Boyfriend: 1 vote.] Everyone assumed that one vote was mine. Jeannie leaned back against the couch, glanced at the results, and smiled. "Majority rules." Marvin Snyder immediately slipped the movie tickets into her hand. "Looks like eve

After thanking him and giving him a hug I leave. 3 Hours before my concert Lug asked me to come to Harry’s early because he had a last-minute song he wanted me to check out. I’m standing in the middle of the dance floor and ask “ Lug what is with the last-minute add on?” Lug stands in front of me “ Lilly, I just need you to listen to the song.” There is something in his voice. I’m not sure what it is but it tells me this song is important. First I hear the keyboard being played like a piano. Then Lug starts singing. It takes until the second verse for me to identify it. He is singing Luke Combs ‘ Better Together’. It is a sweet love ballad and I enjoy it very much. I hear people shuffling ar

She smirked. He cleared his throat. “Alright. Then I’ll sing for you.” Her eyes widened. She was about to take back what she said when he had already started singing with a gentle voice. Her breath hitched. She could only place her phone on the side table, putting it to charge. Her eyes gradually closed as she snuggled in her pillow and blanket, listening to his voice had a calming effect on her as he sang the song ‘At Last’ by Etta James in his own version.

"One last time, I need you to make love to me. Please, let me know the feeling of having you for one last time" To be continued...!