Why Does Love Always Feel Like A Battlefield Song นิยาย & เรื่องราว

No pressure. Her heart jumped. Christie noticed. “Is that him?” Ava nodded. Christie smiled widely. “Good.” She pointed at Ava playfully. “Go remind that man who owns his heart.” Ava breathed out slowly. For the first time in days, the heaviness in her chest softened. Maybe Serena was right about one thing. Love was a battlefield. But Ava was finally ready to fight.

That’s the first thing out of my mouth and he sat there for a moment before responding to me. “No. I haven’t really found anyone who could fill that position. Do you have a boyfriend?” My heart began racing and felt like it was going to beat out of my chest when he asked me that. “No. None of the guys around here are of my taste. They all want to play video games and act like they are 10.” “What exactly is your taste then?” “I don’t know. I have only had 1 boyfriend and he was a big nerd and neither of us were feeling it anymore so we broke up.”

Now, I followed each of his instructions robotically, my heart pulsating with a dull ache when I recalled everything. It was ironic, you know? In the past, we used to be joined at the hip, totally in love with each other, but recently, after his betrayal, we couldn't breathe the same air without going after each other's throats. And the only time we enjoyed a normal moment was during the battlefield, where chaos ensured, daggers glazed daggers, bodies fell, walked over, where agonising cries filtered through the air, and the smell of blood, fear, sweat and death permeated the space.

“Yeah? In what universe? You’re a goddamn wall, Kael. Maybe that works for you, but it leaves the rest of us—me—feeling like we’re fighting this alone.” Kael’s eyes darkened. He stepped closer, slow, controlled. “You’re not alone.” Riven’s breath stuttered. The heat between them wasn’t anger anymore—it was something worse. Something he couldn’t keep caged. He shoved Kael’s chest. “Then prove it.” Kael caught his wrist before it landed again, grip iron but not cruel. Their breaths collided, raw and hot. For one suspended second, neither moved. Then Kael pulled him in—hard.

Huffs and gruffs, screams, and war cries echoed in the distance like the anthem of the battlefield. The crumble of dirt, the swish of wind, the splash of water, and whooshing of fire harmonized with the beat of flesh pounding against flesh. The sounds of flesh being cut open and of blood gushing out, the gasp of last breasts sending ripple effects through the battlefield like a pebble on a lake's surface.

♪Oh I know ♪ ♪ There is purpose in your pain ♪ ♪ Do you feel already dead ♪ ♪ Like you have no reasons left standing on the edge ♪ ♪ And finally looking down ♪ ♪ Like a candle in the night ♪ ♪ Fighting just to stay alive ♪ ♪ I know you still can't see ♪ ♪ But hold onto me ♪ ♪ You will be found ♪ I momentarily stop. He once told me he loved this song from his favorite band. He said they can put feelings that can't be shared, expressed nor showed to others into words. Heartfelt song with bullet striking emotions. At first, I don't get what he's saying. But now... the more I played it in my head, the more I understand why he likes them. Why he played them to me everyday.

Andrew I was looking outside of my room's window just seeing the wonderful art by nature always makes me happy somehow the big blue sky, the blue ocean, the green mountains, beautiful birds always help me to calm my anger but this time it was not helping me, my anger was just growing inside of me day by day. I never felt so helpless I have everything but still, I can't have her, why? I ask myself that question many times I can't focus on any other thing except her.

he said full of joy. It looks like it is the first time he was having a friend. Maybe that is why they are bullying him because he was an orphan. Because of the excitement, he was feeling he hugs me. And because of that, I am speechless, and I almost can't move in where I was standing. My heart keeps beating so fast. What is happening to me? I feel the beat of my heart. As it beats one by one. It was like a drum. I can hear every beat of it. What is happening? Why am I M feeling like this?

Seraphina's POV. The battlefield was in chaos. I could hear the screaming, clashing of weapons and beating of drums. The ground beneath my feet felt it was shaking heavily with every step. The air smelled like blood and smoke. Everything around me felt dead and my heart was the only thing that still felt alive. It felt like a storm was forth coming, but not from the sky rather inside me. The final battle had just begun.

A mark of kinship. As she moved, an old sound began to rise from the throats of the warriors—soft at first, then swelling in power. The battle songs of the ancients. Low and resonant, woven with grief and defiance, they sang of old glories and darker days, of wolves who fell but did not break, of loves lost and vengeance found. The ground itself seemed to hum with the music. The stars shivered in their ancient places. Veyra returned to the center, lifting her voice above the song, fierce and raw: