Debussy Stories

This story is written Camila and Paul 😋 this is a story about 2 people, one is named debusi dally and one is named wilbur bitesalot! this a love story and they go through adventures every day! they bite a lot of people! love you guys and I hope you love this story ♡

here is a fanfic about debussy and tchaikovsky (dedicated to rachmyboy on twitter)

Un monde post apocalyptique dans lequel trois factions s'affrontent grâce à la musique.

"I cannot believe you guys actually named your band that." What happens when you throw a bunch of classical composers into the limelight? Chaos. Complete and utter chaos.

"I never forget. I don't forget. I can't forget."

Teacher has created a legend band which make the audience shock!

Short story about a couple in love. Not much, more like a poem.

Welcome to The Collection, a series of little compositions based upon beautiful songs of the past. Enjoy your stay.

Una poesia per esprimermi. Spero vi piaccia.

Your just an ordinary person with big bootycheeks when you walk home from work and you bump into.... Ur new DADDY🥵😝 (daddy rex🦖) what happens when you go home with him?and what happens when there's heartbreak and you fall in love with a hottie🥵🥵🔥🔥 called Daniel dussy daddy?😰🦖🦕🍆 💦

Le Parc Jurassique rawwwr

❝Oh! Fried fish fingers and chips!❞ She cursed under her breath, her exasperation now on full display. ❝I'm not getting anywhere with this beautiful piece!❞ The grand piano, however, had passed its own sort of judgement. A soft snigger appeared to have come from the piano, but once she lifted her gaze, she noticed a man nonchalantly propped against the frame of the piano. He had been watching her all this time! Yuna glared at him, her sharp eyes dared him to judge her piano skills. He straightened up, stifling another laugh. ❝What do you want?"❞ She narrowed her eyes at him. ❝Nothing. I've just been listening to the beautiful way you curse,❞ he smirked, his full lips curving into a mesmerizing smile. ❝What's your name, my feisty one?❞ he persisted, crossing the short distance between the side of the piano forte and her. ═════⋅•⋅⊰∙∘⚜∘∙⊱⋅•⋅═════ Yuna is in her final year at a prestigious music school in Seoul. But amid the frantic preparations for her final presentation, her teacher, Mr. Bahn is never around! Maybe he trusts her too much? Or maybe he's just too irresponsible? Either way, when a famous musician offers to help tutor her, she takes the opportunity with BOTH hands! But maybe Yuna gets more than she bargained for? Tune in to find out! 🤭 || Completed || ‎⨳ There is absolutely NO CHEATING, or anything else that goes against the guidelines on this platform, in my stories! ‎⨳ _____________________ 𝙏𝙪𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙔𝙤𝙪 © ® All Rights to Intellectual Property are reserved. No reproduction of the author's work is tolerated. This includes the graphics and cover used for this story. © Alexa Grove

A fanfic about Debussy, specifically the bodyless statue from Quavers Marvelous World of Music. Though he has no lower half, y/n is still tryna acquire that Debussy. Updates irregular, the character Debussy is obviously not mine, nor are the other characters and places in this story ★~(◠‿◕✿) Complete /c

Just a poem I wrote while in my good mood...Intepret it however its a purifying poem to me.

A girl lost in the forest tries to find her path. Her only two guides : music, and the moon. Inspired by the eponymous Image by french composer Debussy. Ps : I wrote this short story for my english lessons, I am sorry if there may be spelling mistakes. Enjoy reading ! ---- FR : Une nouvelle inspirée par l'Image éponyme du compositeur Debussy, que j'ai écrit pour mes cours de LLCE. Bonne lecture !

"Debussy's Rêverie. My favourite composer." The Bordeur sisters, Bethany, an actress, and Caitlin, a pianist, are finally taking a break to visit their childhood friend, Eloise's wedding in the rolling countryside of France. When newly found love, jealousy and rivalries interrupt their week-long getaway, they realise that not everything is as it seems.

For Alice, every day was the same monotony. Study, sleep, make food, study, sleep. That all changed one day. Her life began to fill with color.