A Beloved Existence Novels & Stories

It was as if he had aged decades overnight. I pretended not to recognize him and walked on with the kids. David glanced back over his shoulder. "That homeless guy keeps staring at us. He's probably just stunned by how perfect we look." I laughed. "Darling, when are you going to get help for that raging narcissism?" The sun poured gently over us, and our kids' laughter echoed along the street. Life was good—perfect, even—as if every piece had finally fallen into place.

"But again, I should have understood matters from your point of view. Being heavily pregnant, you try your best to fulfil your duties to me, peanut and your Jobs. And I really appreciate it." "Because of peanut, you have no control over your emotions and I should have understood that. Carrying our child is the best gift you can ever give me and I'll forever be grateful to you." "If you've ever looked sexier or more beautiful, it's right now, You being pregnant with peanut. You're not an ugly whale and I still find you extremely attractive." "You're not Rita and you can never be like her. You're not evil, you're not a freak, you're not heartless, you're not a bitch and neither is any history

“With everything you have gone through do you think you could love me for me. Not judge me by the actions of others.” “The bond will cause us to love each other. One way or the other. If you are anything like Papa Charley and your father, I couldn’t help but love you like I love them. I care about others and can’t be cruel to anyone. It would be cruel to make you watch me have another’s pups?” “What if I accepted them as mine. Would you be comfortable having them call me father?”

It was a joke for her, as if her husband hadn’t deceived her. But Alpha Ares wouldn’t do that to her. No, he can’t…. Right? Despite wanting to believe him, my inner wolf screamed at me in pain. It was the sound of a bond– sacred and warm— now breaking, being tainted and turning cold. I didn’t want to believe it but every passing minute of the pain and the bile rising in my throat didn’t let me think otherwise. Rising to my feet, I forced myself to head over to the Alpha wing, the one he’d slowly made his own– where I no longer felt welcomed. But today, I didn’t care about any of that as I ignored the staff greeting me. My head was clouded with painfully disturbing thoughts.

"Alissa, I lived for a long time and at a certain point I no longer believed that companions existed, I got involved with women, but I always felt more and more empty, there was always something missing that I couldn't explain that I only found in you, and then I saw Alex bring Caroline home and tell her how it felt to have found her mate, it was from that day that I decided to live alone and wait for you, Alex said I would know the moment when I would find my true destined mate and he I wasn't wrong, it's an inexplicable feeling." I lightly touch my lips to his and pull away to find incredible determination in his eyes. "Teach me to be strong." “You are already strong and will be even stron

It was a gift. He picked up the flowerpot and brought it inside, placing it on a tabletop near his stack of novels. He admired the cactus for a moment, fondness blooming quietly in his chest. Nathan must be nearby. If he’d brought a gift, he must’ve returned to the estate. Sarang decided to go find him. A young man covered in armour sat on a great throne with his left hand gripping a spear. The grand sculpture of the male god Kaelvar—another god worshipped in Eldoria—was a benevolent sight from the stone pavilion.

Trust was becoming certainty. Because love made it so. Connection made it so. Mattering made it so. And that was enough. That was everything. That was why existence was worth protecting. For moments like this. For love like this. For life like this. And nothing the First Dark offered could compare. Could compete. Could convince otherwise. Existence won. Something triumphed over nothing. Life proved superior to non-being. Not through logic. Not through argument. Not through proof. Through love. Through connection. Through mattering.

, she said, with sorrow in her voice. “There’s nothing to understand , I was there, remember?” He said. “No, you don’t, because, your father and I weren’t true beloved ones”, she said. “We were chosen ones because we never met our true beloved, and the reason was that they were dead”, her voice trembled. Draven felt like a spear hit straight to his heart.

Never in my existence did I believe that life could end as it did, shocking was the truth. The horror of that night and by whose hand death came. Though I have not seen that blood-sucking parasite, I still remember the pain and tragedy she caused. My rebirth through fire and blood did nothing to quench the pain of losing love and a part of my soul at that same moment. It became a never-ending agony for years. I live, hoping that love is not fully lost because, in every shadow of night, there is breaking dawn. The universe is magical, and in its power, life can be reborn...Just as I am reborn, love will surely one day live again. This is all that I can pray and hope for.

He lifts his head from my lap and looks deep into my eyes. “You are no ordinary woman for me, Blossom. You are the reason for this,” he places my hand on his chest, where the heart is located. “Is still beating.” “And it will stop if you leave me because then there would be no meaning in living this life. Without you it’s meaningless.” He leans in closer. “I never imagined that one day I would start loving my life because you are in it. Your existence is the pillar to my life and without you, it will collapse in the blink of an eye.”