Historias de Octave

"I soar.... I sing.... I fall......" This is the simple way to describe the tale of Octave Olencia. A star for the ages, brought to tragedy.....perhaps for the better.

Who knew something this grand could hold such abhorrence? Newlyweds Clyde and Daphne had it all-- a perfect family, a perfect job, a perfect life. Until that one night when the piano played by itself. They should have seen that coming; because what they thought was trifling could actually change their lives-- forever.

C'était en plein combat contre DJ Octave... Agent 3 et 4 étaient devenues meilleures amies mais avaient causé un soucis... Un bug, elles changeaient le temps jusqu'au bout d'un nouveau changement... Ces deux agents, on eux ce qu'elles voulaient... Mais cela impliquée des conséquences... Ses deux jeunes filles, étaient choquées...

Y/N had always been a fan when it came to music. She'd always be writing music every time you'd see her. Her number one band was The Crescendolls. They were what inspired her to keep going. One night, when she attended one of their many concerts, they had suddenly been captured by none other than Earl De Darkwood, an evil music producer that sacrifices alien musicians for world domination. Y/N knew that she couldn't just let them go that easily. She joined her brother, Shep, who had a crush on the bass player, Stella, ever since the beginning, to help him bring them back to Bleuve, their home planet. Something had always been nagging at Y/N every time she talked or looked at the guitarist, Arpegius. Was she starting to develop feelings?

"Fifty poems, fifty lives you will live here. With me. Welcome to my world." T h e f i f t y p o e m s y o u w o n t f o r g e t. It's just a matter of having the patience to read them. It's just a matter of wanting to read them. It's just a matter of time, A matter of place. So much you could lose. So much you could gain. R e a d . . . °°° It would be nice hearing some comments from readers, but if you don't feel like saying anything; then don't. We still have the right to keep quiet.

Mon premier et sûrement mediocre cycle de 9 poèmes en octave(18 quatrain tout). Les critiques sont évidemment les bienvenus ça me fera forcément avancer

Hey I'm probably not gonna finish this cause I never finish any books I make lol So I'm sorry for that moving on "A new Legend has been added" Who could this be? Who was it? What did she look like? "I wanna find out" a man with a Spanish accent said...let's all find out and see if We all have the same ideas.👀 This is a fem reader x octane so yk 😍 have fun Warning this is a has Smut Drug use

A story about a crazy band nerd girl that plays trombone. Written by a person with that same description. Probably explains a lot about me.