The Immortal Dao is ethereal, and Immortals are hard to find. Li Nianfan had descended into the cultivation world as a mortal. After learning that he has no hope in cultivation, he only wants to live a peaceful life. However… The dog he adopts becomes a demon king of a generation when it sees his poems and paintings. It manages to suppress an entire world. The tree he plants behind his house becomes a World Tree after listening to his zither music, forming a bridge between heaven and earth. He meets a passerby who is enlightened by him and becomes an immortal sage who leads an entire generation. When he looks back— It turns out that the scholar who had been pestering him for his calligraphy and paintings despite having crappy chess skills, is a chess saint from the Immortal Realm. The beautiful woman who comes to listen to his music every night is the number one saintess of the Immortal Realm…
Ana’s hands quivered when the chair she sat on was pulled over and the man leaned closer, almost towering over her while she sat on the chair. ‘‘Ana, do you remember what I told you before leaving?’’ Yu Lin Shen smirked. He leaned even closer to her ear and asked sensually. How could she not remember what he told her? Those words were kept and treasured in her heart for so long. ‘‘Yu Lin Shen, behave yourself. We are in the office, anyone can walk in at any time.’’ Ana said, trying to act cool. ‘‘Don’t worry. I made sure everyone left and…’’ Yu Lin Shen bit her ear adding, '‘I locked the door so there won’t be anyone disturbing us.’’ Ana’s heart started beating faster when she heard those words. She didn’t dare to look Lin Shen in the eyes because she was afraid her own body would betray her. ‘‘I read your moments a day ago and you said you wanted a baby after visiting the children’s center. So… I came back immediately without a second thought. Tonight… let’s make that baby together, Ana.’’ Lin Shen touched Ana’s chin and captured her lips in a passionate kiss.
His whole life turned into a joke, when Leonardo Thawyne the proud son of Duke William Thawyne, came to know that he was not the real son but a swapped kid. And now to save his inheritance he would have to marry the real heiress. Evangeline Rossador, a simple music teacher from a town, was content with teaching music to kids and having a garden in her home. But her whole life turned upside down when she was announced as betrothed to infamous cruel duke Leonardo as her father's last wish before dying. They both were hardly accepting the fact that they were bound in a forced marriage when life played another game and she found herself standing in front of her died father. Soon more deaths started to occur and they both find themselves standing in mid of many misunderstandings and conflicts. How would this chaos be solved? And would they be able to find love in this politically enforced marriage? “I asked what were you doing there?” she glared back at the roaring man who was trying to show his rights to her. “I was dancing with the Earl Nickolas,” she replied, looking back in his eyes. “Theodore go and bring the fingers of Earl who has dared to touch what is mine.” came the reply with an evil smirk. “Now tell me, my dear wife,” he whispered as he came close to her, “which part of your body have he actually touched?
On a cold winter's night the only sound of a violin playing a very popular song. The servants knew that the Madam of the house is lonely again. It's Christmas and yet their master is having fun with his mistress... This will be the day you will regret everything, Louie Chen... You, your family, and my family will regret it... And when that day comes I'm no longer the person you have met... The documents have been signed and it is already on the nightstand table; the divorce papers; the agreement documents that he can't take anything from her whether it is a living or non-living thing. The only treasures that she has are her violin, flute, the necklace with an infinity pendant that her grandfather gave to her, and her sketchbooks. She doesn't want anything from him, and his family. She will leave everything that he bought for her..... From clothes, shoes to pieces of jewelry... She doesn't want any alimony. All the servants help her packed her things; even though she only got 2 bags. She gave them a simple gift from her as they become her family even though it is not blood-related. At exactly midnight Luna left the Chen Mansion... She hailed a taxi and went directly to a train station. She will be going to City F; from there she will start her new life. ----------- The cover page is not mine..... credits to the owner. This is my first time to write I hope for your kind considerations and this novel is purely fictional... Thank you, Ms. Clarrisa Gonzales, for the cover page
Music and aether, an omnipresent element, is the source of all power. Musicians used music scores and alchemy to control the aether and defeated the natural catastrophe Leviathan, saving the world. But more catastrophes are awakening… However, Ye Qingxuan has a different reason to become a musician—he just wants to find his father and know why his family was exiled.
"How can you tell a person what you feel about that person if you can't muster any strength to swallow your pride just to say what you want to say?" That was the question Vin Santos kept asking himself. Still he wasn’t sure on how to do that. He never experienced that feeling before. Since that start of high school, he always got caught up in different criminal cases. But on the last year of high school, things would change. He never thought he'd be off track. He can't sing when he want to. He became deaf and is now having a hard time following the beat. The tunes and lyrics are now disconnected. He can't remember the songs he sung, and he realized “I’ve lost my music”.
"Alan, give me a song!" [ "System!" ] "Alan, Write me some scripts!" [ "System!" ] "Can you play some music?" [ "System" ] Alan, the boy who possesses System is dragged into the Entertainment industry because of his childhood friend. However, fear not as he got the System to help him make the greatest Idols in the world. Come join Alan as he brings a total disorder in the world where Idols are revered. Note: Protagonist's System enables Alan to be able to buy any kind of skills and items. No mission or anything as such by the System.
this is a story about a frank west who transmigrated into a new body in the far future where technology had advanced very far and the humans had formed a large empire covering the whole galaxy. but the entertainment industry is lacking and some bands and singers that suppose to be in history for their songs are not there and as a result, frank is given a system that will make him and his band the greatest singer in music history.
A minus’ hand that fails every singer he put his hands on, Kang Yoon. He meets his death after being chased by loan sharks, losing his beloved sister and his everyday life. However, with those 10 years earned through coincidence… In his new life, he will walk the path to the best planner. 3rd rate or 1st rate, through his hands, they will become legends!! (TL not mine)
That accursed book had the ability not only to pervert and warp the fabric of space and time but to bend the very mind itself, to twist the psyche to breaking point and then go beyond. It was something not meant for this world. Exiting the motorway we quickly came to the large town of Dungannon, a town that had grown rapidly over the last decade as it had seen an influx of foreign nationals disproportionate to the rest of the country, who brought with them a diverse range of strange theologies and mysticisms. Some of these I knew as off-shoots of more mainstream theologies, others I knew to be cults new or old that barely clung to existence in the world as we know it, and one or two I had heard of only in legend and existed here as anywhere else in rumour. Parapsychology bore little interest to my erstwhile driver who guided us into the car park of some quaint local shopping mall that had served as a linen mill during the industrial revolution an age ago. A surprisingly modern bistro sat on a corner unit of the mall, all glass front with trendy chrome chairs and dark wood throughout and soon we were guided to a table and upon ordering we returned to our conversation about the unusual Valjean. That conversation did not last a great deal of time however as we had discussed at length during the journey the details of my entire communication with the musician and changing tact Professor Davids enquired as to how I was adjusting to life in Belfast after my time spent in Arkham. I confessed that at times I was still caught out by the quirks of European life compared to those of Americans, in the United States life and people were generally simpler in manner but at a faster pace than in European nations. The best descriptor I could think of was that in America politics was an occupation, in Europe it was a lifestyle choice. As the waitress arrived with our food I came to realise that I no longer had the attention of Professor Davids, indeed nothing seemed to be holding his gaze, as if his mind were absent from his body. “It’s the music, ” explained the waitress in answer to the question I had not asked and I then noticed the crackling warble filtering in that I had come to recognise as the work of my reclusive penpal, “AJ Valjean, some people seem to space out listening to his stuff, it really speaks to them.” “That could prove dangerous, ” I said snapping my fingers in the face of my colleague breaking his trance, “it’s like some form of hypnosis.” “I’ve never seen the harm in it, ” the waitress left our food and returned to the kitchen area, passing a waiter who I saw to be moving in an almost robotic fashion, and after that had caught my eye I came to realise that maybe half a dozen of the thirty or so in the room also behaved in the same trance state. “That was quite an unusual experience, ” the Professor spoke, “I felt as though my mind were slowly draining, it was peaceful, very calming. Your friend certainly makes music for the soul.” “It certainly is strange, ” I commented, I found it unsettling how powerful an effect such music could have on a receptive psyche. Clearly there was some subliminal waveform or message in the music that whether intentional or not was at the very least a hazard to drivers and pedestrians, at the worst I would dread to think. I ate my meal in uncomfortable silence, knowing what I know of the interests of AJ Valjean I doubted that the trance state was unintentional and could only hope that it did not exist to serve some hitherto unknown malign purpose. My eyes followed those who had been under the effect, watching to see any peculiarities or behavioural quirks beyond the generally accepted norm of human activity, indeed I kept one eye on my companion for having known academically for some time now he could best serve as a control group.
A boy without purpose finds himself Enchanted by music, then he begins his journey to learn music of all sorts to feel the spirit behind it. then one day he was struck by Lightning and he died near instantly. RIP Jay Ren 2020 - 2030 "you will be missed" "YOU WILL CHANGE EVERYTHING! SEEK GREATNESS!" What greatness could he acquire? None! What could he change? Nothing! He had only started on his path toward music! Despite being only ten he was already a world-renowned Musical Genius! but now that ended. J could only scream, a cry, a shout of anger, depression, a Love Lost, an empty feeling that could no longer be filled and came out in a form of a great world-shaking scream even in the afterlife the world shook under the density of emotions in this roar of emotional pain and tore at everyone's heart causing them to feel the full amount of endless pain and longing. Then he fell, Screaming an endless pain endlessly for centuries his Voice tore at all, At everyone in ALL worlds unable to escape the horrible ache that this boy caused inside their heart of hearts, That is until the GODS could take it no more! and Sent the boy to the one place where his Dreams and hopes lay he had sent the boy to both the most beautiful and yet the cruelest place he had ever made he had sent the boy to the first Earth and the Origin of Everything. And the Screaming Stopped, But he wasn't alone because now every GOD and Divine being that had heard his cry, His plea had wanted to see him achieve happiness, And they WOULD, see him Smile once more as he did in the beginning when he first met music. But ONE more than any other the one being who loved him with his Entirety, with his everything the one who had Felt the boys pain the most Apollo, The god of music, truth, and prophecy, healing, the sun and light, plague, poetry, and He would never EVER leave this boy's side. [ALRIGHT, GUYS, THIS IS A PASSION WRITTEN NOVEL OF BL AN YAOI ROMANCE STYLE I AM WRITING IT WITH MANY EMOTIONS SO TRY TO OPEN YOURSELVES UP WHEN READING THIS FOR THE COMPLETE EFFECT OF THIS WRITING.]
Markle Vanrick is cursed by the gods. Nothing in his life has ever worked out. So, when he works up the courage to leave home with only his lute, it’s only natural his money is stolen and he’s stuck without a way to get to his cousin’s farm.<br><br>Enter Frye Indori, a mischievous man who lives life to the fullest -- only because he’s a few steps away from being caught and killed. Blessed with magic from the goddess Magana, Frye fled his hometown to escape the clutches of the corrupt priestess performing evils in the goddess’s name. When he runs into helpless Markle, he feels obligated to show Markle there is some good in the world.<br><br>Like it or not, Markle gets caught up in Frye’s game of fox and hare. When the priestess finally catches them, Markle may have a few surprises of his own.
This was an alternate dimension with a world of swords and magic, it was also a world dotted with giant dragons everywhere. Everyone would receive a dragon egg at a young age and would be tasked to practice musical pieces. These dragon eggs required their masters to hatch them with a musical piece. Just as all the youths were in the process of hatching their dragon eggs, Roke who was a genius musician transmigrated to this world. When he was still unfamiliar with the world, the instructor in charge of teaching them was already hurrying him to start performing. The befuddled Roke had no choice, so he just casually played the piece “Victory”. The next moment, a gigantic magic matrix appeared. His dragon egg started to crack and a strange baby dragon that even the instructor wasn’t able to identify appeared. The high priest known as the Prophet of the World gave his final prophecy before he died, “I saw the victory."
Summery 30 year old Lu Ziwen was born in poverty and after struggling for a lifetime, he is finally able to perform in the Golden Hall symbolizing the highest honor. However, an hour before taking the stage, he was killed by his lover. With eyes opened once more, he was unexpectedly born again in the body of the fallen star Qi Mu! Who controls the world with notes? Who is the king of the classics? Qi Mu: I’ve conquered you; I am the king of classical music! Min Chen: … As long as you are happy. This is a story of a reborn violinist, vengeance, struggling for the top, and dominating the world of classical music! Associated Names 古典音乐之王 Author Mo Chen Huan 莫晨欢 Tags Betrayal Calm Protagonist Clever Protagonist Doting Love Interests Handsome Male Lead Hard-Working Protagonist Modern Day Music Past Plays a Big Role Revenge Second Chance Secret Identity Slow Romance Machine Translation from chapter 172. Chapter from 1 to 171 Link: betwixtedbutterfly.com/translations/kocm
Min Yoongi: International phenomenon, member of the most famous boy band in the world......... but kidnapper??? Mackenzie Santana: Wife of ‘Mr Music’ Shaun Santana, owner of the UK’s largest and best music label. Their first face to face meeting may not have been conventional, but was it fated?! “I’m just about to scream when a huge calloused hand covers my mouth, thumb and forefinger squeezing my nose closed. I’m going to die!!! I know it. I can’t breathe. Tears prick my eyes as I reach a level of panic I have never felt in my whole life! I feel myself becoming lightheaded, the images around me becoming less focused and blurry, I feel a sharp sting in my neck..........then darkness takes me”
Easily pleased, Micah enjoys a career in non-profit work and gets through his days one lame joke at a time. Then his friend Lou introduces him to her musical family and the Knights pull Micah into their world of resilience and sorrow. Soon, Micah understands that in the face of grief, optimism isn't always enough.<br><br>Lei was once revered for his tremendous talent. But one day the music died, and the scars under his leather bracelets are a reminder of what he lost. These days, he's nothing but a phantom. Shut away from the world, Lei tunes instruments in the Knights' music store.<br><br>Then charismatic Micah enters his life, charming his family and slowly coaxing his way into Lei's heart with steadfast devotion. With Micah at his side, it may yet be possible for Lei to reclaim the spotlight he'd thought permanently abandoned.
Neil Dunn limps down the street, an old war injury not stopping him from going to his favorite place. When he slides into his usual spot, every eye is on this petite little red head. She's captured Neil's heart before he knew her name. But it turns out to be the boss' niece, Sally Foster. She's smart, she's good at her job, and she's taken over the business temporarily. Now she's taken Neil's heart. Will the past stop him from letting her in? Or is she the right woman to warm the ice-cold caverns of his soul? Also, will Roland stop looking at him like that?