The Lost Song Book Novels & Stories

All the songs that have been listed and have been an inspiration for this book are listed below. Please feel free to create your own playlist of these songs as well as the songs from my debut book, A Little Cinderella Moment. For a disclaimer, I own NO RIGHTS to the music selected in this book. Song One. Dead Man's Party - Oingo Boingo Song Two. Espresso - Sabrina Carpenter Song Three. Thriller - Michael Jackson Song Four. Cheap Thrills - Sia Song Five. Road Less Traveled - Lauren Alaina

The Duke commands one of his men to sing the bards' tales that the knight studied on his travels. The knight begins with the tragic story of "Tristan and Isolde," the Medieval version of "Romeo and Juliet." And-Holy Shit! The knight's voice would give Josh Groban a run for his money! The soulful voice echoing around us mixed with the sad song brings tears to my eyes. Love found and fatefully lost due to miscommunication. I glance around, and I see no dry eyes in

"I carved that rose and gave it to Fenric. How could it be yours?" Zirion clenched his fists, his gaze darting between the sword knot and Selene. "I… I once lost one just like it…" "So are you implying I stole it from you?" Selene retorted sharply. The more he explained, the worse the situation became. Zirion moved closer anxiously. "Ms. Wyndham, I wish to speak with you alone…" The city bell tolled again, signaling the end of the annual competition. "Nessa hit the target once, so she'll surely be rewarded. Shouldn't you go take a look?" Selene said with a sneer.

, and she is sure that nobody has seen her wearing it within the hotel premises. Jon was a bit shocked. "The... The necklace?" "Yes," she answered with a smile. "The one you gave me on my nineteenth, you see Jon, I don't know what you may think, but I never wanted to lose it, as I've already lost you," she is becoming dramatic with her tone, but bit her lip and was trying her best not to laugh. "Oh, um. I didn't expect that you still have it. I'll do what I can, I promise." He was trying to assure her that everything will be alright. "Will see you in the morning, Viv. First thing," he hung up, trying to keep her calm. Stephanie was obviously frustrated, handed back his drink as he said, "Tha

She’d seen a lot of lost wielders, lost shadows crying in despair, begging for something to latch unto because they knew that the place where they’d be falling was their worst nightmare. “Sleep, dear child! You’ve had enough!” Marjorie breathed heavily when another series of tears trickled to her cheeks. Crouching, she wiped all of those away, caressing her hair, whispering words she didn’t even know Z would hear. She just felt compelled to say so, because she, too, had been lost a lot of times.

She screamed. “You are not, not anymore.” He spoke as he bit her neck to the extent that she felt as if he will snatch out her flesh. “Please, let me go.” “That husband of yours lost you on a bet. I am the winner, and you belong to me. Just me.” She knew what Aslan was saying was right. John had indeed lost her on a poker table as if she was nothing but another of his belongings just like his watch or an old table.

Someone is doing this because they are trying to get to me, I'll make sure to behead whoever tried this nonsense. Diana is the best thing that has ever happened to me and I won't let anybody or anyone take her away from me, if I have to drive through the whole of Georgia to find Diana I'll do it. I sent Diana's picture to the special agent and continued my search. ****** "Where is the girl?" The head of the goons yelled. "We lost her" the goons fell to the floor and begged. "We are sorry, we chased her but she hid somewhere and that's how we lost her"

But no matter what lay ahead, we would face it together. As we continued our descent, the eerie silence was shattered by a haunting melody that echoed through the labyrinth. The song of the Forgotten, an ancient hymn that spoke of lost times and lost battles, resonated with our own struggles, filling us with a strange sense of dread. "What is that?" I asked Eldric, my voice barely a whisper. Eldric's gaze was distant, his eyes filled with ancient pain and loss. "It's the Song of the Forgotten, a reminder of our past, our struggles, and the destiny that awaits us."

The signature of the Ash-born. Gods, I should be terrified, but I'm not. Because they’re not attacking. They’re not reaching for me with hungry claws or baring fangs stained with malice. They’re singing. It’s not a melody in any sense I understand. It’s grief made sound, sorrow given voice. A mourning that shreds the air and tears at the fabric of reality itself. The song speaks of loss and abandonment, of being forgotten by the world that created them. The song is unbearable in its’ beauty and pain.

She asked. I didn't know what to answer but then said, "Nothing, I'm just curious really. I wanted to learn more about us” I lied. She didn't look like she believed me but answered anyway, "Yes, there was a book of that sort but many many years ago it was lost in a fire” "Oh” I said in surprise. I hadn't expected that at all. "There's nothing else that contains it's contents?” I asked her. She shook her head, "No, our fathers before us had preserved that book as the ultimate one and it would be the only one consulted, unfortunately we lost it”