A Lifetime With You 소설 & 이야기

Only with you. I want to stargaze with your hands in mine and keep looking at them till eternity. I want to play those eye contact games with you until I lose. I want to listen to you, talk to you and look at you for my entire life. I want to travel the globe and walk across all the roads with you by my side. I want to dance in the rain and kiss the sun with you in my arms. From the extreme sadness to the times of super happiness, I want to cherish all of it only and only with you. From luxurious life to making this world a better place to live, I want to achieve all this only with you. From realizing my dreams to live the life you always dreamt of, all this only with you.

Because of him, I finally lived freely. Two lifetimes of entanglement ended in this one. Winter snow always melted, and spring always came. —The End

Please God save me. “Lily, answer me. You are still a virgin right? You were so drunk yesterday. I tried so hard to protect you from giving your V-card to some stranger. Please tell me you didn't do what I am thinking you did yesterday?” She looked at me with pleading eyes. “Jade, promise me that you won’t be judgemental. I did what you were afraid I would do. I am no longer a virgin. However, I do not regret it, because the person whom I lost my V card to is actually the most handsome guy that I have ever seen so far. He is like a dream come true”, I said to her.

Both of them also promised their loyalty to live and die. "I, Bryan, take you, Zara, to be my wife. I promise to love and respect you from today, for better, for worse, for rich, for poor, sickness, and health all the days of our lives, Till death do us part," Bryan said. "I, Zara, take you, Bryan, to be my husband. I promise to love and respect you from today, for better, for worse, for rich, for poor, sickness, and health all the days of our lives, until death do us apart," Zara replied then smiled at Bryan.

What a fucking party. Kian chuckles. "I do intent to fuck you on every surface of this goddamn building and drag another mind shattering orgasm out of you when I decide to bite you again, but I will never get tired of you or want to get rid of you. You're my personal aphrodisiac and now I've got a taste of you, I'm a fucking addict for it." I stare at him, the brutal honesty and promise of his words have got me lost for words for a moment. Kian rises to his feet and holds out his hand for me. "Come on, let's get something for breakfast. I'm famished."

he said, and Cecilia tried not to look too disappointed. "No. I know you can revive someone, though. And that's what I'm most interested in. If I'm wrong, I want a do-over." she said, and Death arched an eyebrow. "For that to work, you'd have to lose your own life." he said, and Cecilia waved off that worry. "Let me handle that. Do we have a deal?" she asked, holding out her hand. "I'll accept the deal if you agree that when I bring you back, I get to choose the time frame. And you'll go on from there." he said, reaching for her hand.

I was falling for her and she was feeling the same way. We made up for the days, the times, the seconds that we had missed each other so much, and I couldn't be happier. Spending time with her was indeed one of the happiest moments I could ever have in this lifetime of mine. How I wanted this to last forever, to have her locked in my arms always and all the time.

Hating the fact that he was talking to me like we were business partners, so formally. “One more thing, just because you have me here doesn't mean it's where I want to be all my life—-” I summoned up courage and continued. He raised a brow and then asked. “Where would you rather want to be?” “College!” I shot at him, without a second thought. “Done!” He responded, and in seconds he turned to leave. Not a single light illuminated his way as he walked out so easily into the darkness. “It wasn't so hard, was it Tory?” I muttered to myself as I closed my eyes. As expected, the pills I was given a couple of minutes ago kicked in and in seconds I drifted into deep sleep.

When he was seven, she died on a stormy night, whispering with her last breath, "Ciel, never love anyone. The moment you love, you hand them your weakness. And they will destroy you." Even after she went cold, his father didn't open the door. He hated his father. But he hated his mother more—how could she love someone enough to throw away her life? Yet Vivienne had risked hers for him. "I told you," she said quietly. "I'll play the good wife. That includes protecting you." Thunder cracked outside. Ciel curled in on himself, tension obvious. This time, Vivienne pulled him into her arms before he could fight it. Her warmth, her heartbeat against his ear—

Fully. Forever.