Symphony Stories

He smiled, something about him so was bright and.. Astonishing to me. I blinked slowly, and he asked. "Did you want any help, Mr. Fischbach?" His tone was smooth and he sounded so wonderful. I couldn't say anything. ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ Hello friends! Welcome to my book, thank you for coming. Before reading I suggest gazing over the warnings and topics that this story will contain. ~This is an AU ~There will be usage of alcohol/drugs ~Possible physical and verbal violence ~Possible sexual content ~The use of vulgar language ~Poverty/Class Difference ~Boyxboy Thank you for taking the time to read this! If you want to know why or why not I do things go ahead and check out my profile where I talk all about my writing "styles" thank you! Rinny♡ ------ All characters depicted in this book are in of themselves, fiction. Even if they portray similarities to real life people, the relationships and characters themselves are of my own design.

Serlantro Music was 28 years old a musical genius he was given a chance to lead a great symphony of charts no one understood him except for his girl back home Melody Springfield. with the last name like music he could do anything he was even given the nickname music because of his love for music he played it everything he did music was involved. now for the greatest symphony ahead the last thing he needed was a relationship but somehow music had a way of touching everyone. and when music met 27year tyray Mozart someone just like himself with interest just like him pretty soon he forgot about his poor Melody. maybe she he can keep up or maybe he can catch up with tyray Mozart. before anyone notice he doesn't even have control anymore cuz love has bitten him hard.

some kind of poetry in a world where most words are the same and feelings mismatch. Where love is a loner trapped in a high castle and hate have so many friends ,I ink my papers to find clarity.

I always believed that giving would make him stay by my side through eternity. Sometimes, I tend to forget that I showered him with all my love and attention - not leaving enough for myself. My sole purpose in his life was to become water for his thirst, nourishment for his hunger, and a flame that rekindles his cold heart. I wrote stories and poems for his lost soul. Before he would listen and read my tales of wonder and happiness - our heartbeat into the same rhythm. My words lost its value and his rhythm skipped a beat, and next thing I know he yearned for a siren's woeful melodies - leaving me longing for his touch.

A story in which a twenty year old college student that majors in musical arts tries to coup with her mental condition. The voices in her head tell her no and the people only she can see point her to the wrong directions. What will happen to her dream of playing in front of an audience if she can't even play for herself? /•••\ I played the keys fluently and softly just like he had taught me. "You're doing great," he reassured me. I bit my lip and reopened my eyes to see him staring at my expression with his wide eyes. His refreshing gaze made my cheeks flush red. I covered my face with my hands and giggled into my palms. "What is it?" He asked, catching the giggles from me. "You...staring at me like that," i uncovered my face. His smile faded as his phone buzzed in his back pocket. His eyes scanned the screen in a worried manner. "I-I have to go," he panicked. I sputtered, "Okay." He slung his backpack strap over his shoulder and sprinted off the stage and to the doors. I watched him exit the auditorium and Mr. Walsh walk in with his cheeky grin. "Good morning," Mr. Walsh greeted.

A story in which a day of joy and hope is abruptly shattered by a tragic event. Follow the protagonist as they navigate through heartwarming encounters and devastating loss, ultimately reflecting on the fragile nature of life and the resilience of the human spirit.

I hate those classic stories where everything falls into place the way it's "supposed" to. It's a bunch of bullshit fed to young girls to make them think that things like that can happen. I know better now that I've fallen for him and watched him suffer beneath the torment of a girl not worth anyone's time. It's hard to watch and I've stomached a lot from this point, whether he is near or far. I don't know what to do with myself though...and what happens when I can't take any more of his pain? What am I supposed to do?

Derial's pov ​My name is Derial, my life is a perfectly tuned instrument. At thirty-two, I have built a career on precision, silence, and a cold, untouchable reputation. I don't smile for the cameras, and I don't let anyone close enough to hear the truth: that the love songs I write are never meant for a woman. ​Then came the morning that ruined everything. ​I woke up in a bed I didn't recognize, next to a woman named Sina who held my entire life in her hands. One photo, one headline, one lie....she says she'll destroy me unless I put a ring on her finger. To the world, I'm the bachelor who finally fell in love. To me, she is the cage I'm trapped in. ​But just as I'm learning to play this new, dangerous part, the one person I've spent a lifetime trying to forget returns. Archford. My childhood friend. The man who holds the other half of my heart. ​Now, I'm caught in a symphony of lies. If I choose my truth, I lose my career. If I stay with Sina, I lose my soul. And as the music fades, I have to wonder... was I the only one playing a game?

A past you cannot escape. An experience that entails a trail of promises made and broken. Would you keep yours, if it was mortgaged against your life? Cross your heart and hope to die?

"Zephyr and Octavia: Winds of Love" In a quaint coastal town, Zephyr, a free-spirited artist, finds inspiration in the rhythmic dance of the ocean waves. Octavia, a talented violinist with a passion for classical music, visits the town for a music festival. Their worlds collide when Zephyr's vibrant street art captures Octavia's attention. Intrigued by the soulful melodies of her violin, Zephyr is drawn to Octavia's enchanting performances. As they share their dreams, fears, and artistic expressions, a unique connection blossoms. Together, they navigate the delicate harmony of their contrasting passions, discovering that love is a masterpiece painted with the colors of their individuality. Amidst the backdrop of crashing waves and the serenade of violins, Zephyr and Octavia embark on a journey of self-discovery, celebrating the beauty of love that transcends boundaries and creates a symphony of their own.

A poem about life.

In the heart of a bustling city, Emily, a passionate artist, and Jake, an admirer of life's simple beauties, serendipitously collided under the whimsy of an umbrella dance. What began as a chance meeting at a cozy cafe unfolded into a captivating love story. Their journey, painted with shared laughter, moonlit strolls, and heart-to-heart conversations, saw them navigating the delicate balance between hidden glances and confessions in the rain. Challenges tested their commitment, but their shared love for hiking and the art of compromise fortified their bond.

Lillian Rose bumps into a mysterious woman on the street after having her purse snatched by a thief. The ever so mysterious woman gets the purse but has received Lillian gratitude and yet the woman doesn't want it. The woman stopped in her tracks and said without glancing over her shoulder, " Forget about me. It'd be better for your safety." But this isn't Lillian's tale. No. This is The Symphony's story.

A pen, a page, a heart aflame, Words dance and leap, a whispered name. The Poet's soul, a vessel deep, Where thoughts and dreams in silence sleep

Dedicated to a dear friend, You will never be forgotten.

Will has just barely started in Hawkins Private School for the Arts with a year scholarship due to his submission into the candidates for the Visual Arts department. On his first day, he can't help but be drawn to the band room from the music he hears in the halls. There, he meets an unexpected boy who was amazing at what he played. Maybe... band was the spot for him as well? If any of this sounds familiar, it's because it probably is. It's lightly based off of a webtoon that I love named "Brass and Sass" The prologue and Chapter 1 more so than the others to get the ball rolling. Art by: Kidovna on tumblr Baseline for story: Brass and Sass by antlerella Original characters: Stranger Things by Duffer Brothers Accomplishments: #1 mlm fic 10.28.22

"Xyca Mendez is a cheerful girl who doesn't study much is expressive about her admiration towards Bryle keanu javier, the guy known for his looks and high grades." - would you still love someone. If you're destined to forget? - |• on going√ •|