The Lost Song Book Novels & Stories

The mess with Anthony's illegitimate daughter kept blowing up, sending the Harris Group's stocks on a rollercoaster. However, Anthony could not care less about the company, and he sure did not want to go back to that big, empty, ice-cold mansion. Without Jessica, the place that used to be home was just a glorified freezer. He lost himself in bars, trying to numb the pain with booze. His old friends tried to talk some sense into him. "Linda is the wife on paper, and Tracy is your kid with her. Why not just let things be easy and bring Linda home?"

I cried for the Sydney who had loved Benji so deeply for five years only to be met with disdain, and for the Sydney who had worked tirelessly and never been recognized. As I wiped away my tears, I heard voices coming from behind the door. "Hey, did you hear? That gal Sydney thought working overtime all those days would get her promoted and married to Mr. Warren. What a joke." "It's all thanks to you, Ms. Lopez, for giving us this opportunity. We'll make sure to handle this project well." Esme sneered and said, "She's still a country bumpkin at the end of the day. No matter how much she tries to fit into high society, she'll never succeed. If I could remove her from the project once, I could

For three days, he had checked on them every morning, waiting for them to hatch. Her hands moved through the memories until they touched something she had not looked at in years. A book. His favorite storybook, the spine cracked and the cover worn. The one with the rabbit who loved his mother more than the moon and the stars and the whole wide world. She opened it, and the letter fell into her lap. She knew it was there. She had known it the moment she picked up the book. But still, seeing it—the folded piece of paper, creased and soft, with Mommy written on the front in a child's wobbly handwriting—made her breath catch.

The manager warned me that if it wasn’t developed soon, its age might cause it to be ruined beyond recovery. But when I have them developed, frame after frame is filled with Winnie Leigh, his first love. Her smile looks so sweet in those pictures that they nearly suffocate me. What about me, one may ask? I never once appeared on his albums. The office door slams open. Tristan bursts in, already out of breath. "Anna, is your life really so empty that you have to dig through mine?" I turn toward him, the man who's usually so composed. I neither question him nor break down.

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Out of nowhere, I say, “I’m curious about…the lost heirs.” “Pff. Probably some dumb kids that got lost in the woods or something,” he says, and adds, “I think all the answers we need to know about our… distant relatives are all in that house. Even though it’s not on display, they have to have a storage unit where they keep all their albums and whatnots.” I nod and turn my eyes back to the manor, a mischievous look infringing on my expression. “Race you back?” I grip the reins readily.

It surrounded me and filled all of my senses. Even without my senses working properly, I still found the time the song was playing slipping away entirely too fast. We did not talk and I am not even quite sure that we really moved. Maybe the gentlest of swaying while the song played. When it was over though, that is when I felt lost once again.

Nightingale" As she played the song on the harp, she sang along with it. Courtney's mouth hanged open in the air as Anna sang on. She sounded so angelic. Courtney has never heard anyone sing so beautifully. It was at this time that Prince Kai was passing by. He heard the beautiful tune from the music room so he stayed to listen to it. "Anastasia." He muttered as he listened on. It was so soothing and lovely. "Wow! That was amazing!" He heard Courtney scream from inside. She even managed to impress Courtney.

After he entered I heard singing which sounds like a song for a wedding ceremony, I feel so confused and dumbfounded as to what is going on. After waiting for a while I'm finally called inside and the doors of the church opened widely, showing a lot of familiar faces inside. When I get inside, I froze in shock. There in front of everyone lies my greatest shame in life... To be continued.