Can Love Last Novels & Stories

"I am not one to always speak my emotions or wear my heart on my sleeves, but you deserve to know the depth of my love. I have never felt this way about anyone, and I never will. It will always only be you. I may not be the first man in your life, your first love or your first kiss. I may not have been the first to give you butterflies or keep you up at night. We may not have shared our firsts together, but I promise I will be your last, Tamia. The last man to love you, to hold you, to protect you, to care for you. I will be your last because I will love you until the end. My eyes will see no other, my heart will beat for no other, and my love will never wither.

He held me tightly as I grabbed his face and kissed his tears away. "I will always love you, Ophelia," were his last words before he pulled me into his arms and buried me in his soothing embrace. THE END!

if there was one thing they both agreed on was that their big brother was a heartless bully, A heartless bully they both love. She thought of another man, who was a heartless bully, one whom she had loved beyond life itself, but the thought of that man only brought pain, it has been four years but It still hurt like it was yesterday, so she pushed him out of her mind, was not a time to be sad, she wiped the tears that managed to fall, she reminded herself this was a good time for her family it was a time to celebrate. She got up, going to get herself a late-night snack, a habit she developed four years ago when she had returned from

Love and family. THE END

“...and I will always love you for as long as a scar stays.” THE END

The world around me shattered into nothing but him and the unbearable silence creeping in between his words. “I love you,” I whispered, my forehead pressing against his. “Please don’t leave me.” A weak, almost imperceptible smile ghosted his lips. “And I… love you.” My heart clenched, cracked, and split apart as he whispered the next words. “Kiss… me… one last time.” A sob wrenched from my throat. I leaned down, my lips pressing against his, my tears mingling with the blood on his skin. It was soft. Fragile. A desperate, broken attempt to hold onto him. To keep him here. To make him stay.

Where love began, and where it will always return The End

Wilde paused, then looked at me. “What reputation? “Also, I take ‘til death do us part’ thing seriously. There’s no such thing as divorce with me.” He let out a chuckle and floored the gas pedal. The car accelerated forward at breakneck speed and made my heart race. “If you want, we can die together right now.” The harsh wind howled past us. I finally smiled as my heart began to race faster. “Wilde, you really are insane!”

The last time I had been here was seven years ago. Back then, Olivia had grabbed my hand and practically dragged me through the doors in excitement. I could still remember what she said. "Drew! Are we really getting married? "I'm so happy I don't know what to do! It doesn't even feel real! Is this really happening?" At the time, I had simply stood there laughing at how adorable she was. Over and over again, I kept telling her the same thing. "It's real." Back then, we had ever imagined we would return here for this reason.

“I want to, more than anything else right now, but if we do, you know it has to be the last time, don’t you?” He looks at me, sadness in his eyes, and gives me a quick nod. “I know, and for that reason, I want to take my time with you and inscribe every detail into my memory. I want to walk away with the most vivid memory possible of you.” A single tear escapes me, and I let it roll down my face. “Make love to me Cole, make love to me like it’s the last time you ever will.”