Endless Love By Scott Spencer Novels & Stories

He spat blood to the ground and turned to me with his muderous eyes. “I can’t let that slide Andy, and you know the penalty for that.” He smiled revealing his bloody teeth. “Death.” AN: Guys, The Billionaire I must Love is coming to an end, it saddens me that Eden and Percy love story is coming to an End. Should you expect a sequel? Or Audrey and Zach own love story? Tell me what you think in the comments, I’ll be looking forward to hearing from you!

I could hear the vehemence and emotion in her voice, as I smiled and nodded slightly, before replying, "My pleasure, honey." We continued to dance throughout the song and into the next one, which was a cover version of "Can't Help Falling in Love" by Elvis. Mom pulled herself tighter against me and rested her head against my chest with a soft sigh, as we continued to dance. We stayed on the dance floor, oblivious to the other dancers or onlookers, through the rest of the songs. The final song of the evening was an instrumental slow song that practically oozed sensual romance. Mom lifted her head to smile up at me, as I held her close and gently trailed my fingers up and down her spine.

“That must’ve been so terrifying for you… So painful…” … Matt stood in the freezing wind until his legs went numb. The biting cold cut straight into his bones, a sharp reminder that it was all over. The girl who once loved him with all her heart belonged to someone else now.

Standing beside her, Vincent gave a polite smile and replied smoothly, "Come on now. Sophie and I are getting married soon. Childhood hobbies never last, and neither does young love. She's long since moved on from Lucas." The crowd laughed again, showering the two of them with more compliments about how perfect they were together. But I knew better. Sophie had written that song herself when she confessed her love to me. In our previous life, she and I had fallen in love back in school. It was love at first sight. I still remembered how she once looked me straight in the eye, her face so open, so sincere, and said, "Lucas, look into my eyes. I like you. Eyes don't lie."

I looked at him and asked slowly, "You paid off all your debts a long time ago, didn't you? You want to break up with me, don't you?" He hesitated, eyes darting away, like the words were hard to say. I let out a soft laugh and said it for him. "I know you do. I saw your post." As if a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders, he let out a long breath. "Yes. I want to break up." He looked at me with a mix of relief and cruelty. "Amanda, every day I spend with you is torture." Torture. Twenty-two-year-old Keith had once looked at me with love filling his eyes and said, "Amanda, every day with you is wonderful."

I can't resist your charms And love, oh love I'll be a fool for you I'm sure You know I don't mind (oh) You know I don't mind 'Cause you You mean the world to me (oh) I know, I know I've found, I've found in you My endless love Ohh Boom, boom Boom, boom, boom boom, boom, boom Boom, boom, boom boom, boom Oh, and love oh, love I'll be that fool for you I'm sure You know I don't mind Oh, you know I don't mind And, yes You'll be the only one 'Cause no one can deny This love I have inside And I'll give it all to you My love, my love, my love My endless love Clara was mesmerized by everything happening around her, she turned to look at Ragnor only to see him on one knee holding out a ring box with

You made me believe that real love does exist and that healing was possible. I love you til my dying breath. I love you from this world to the real world. I love you til the ends of the Earth. I will love you until the last star dies in the sky. Forever Yours, Merry SONG USED FOR THIS CHAPTER: Two by Sleeping At Last

Nоt аgаіn, ѕurеlу? “I lоvе every іnсh of you but for mе, іt іѕ уоur eyes. Frоm thе mоmеnt I lооkеd іntо them, I wаѕ trаnѕfіxеd. Thеу are lіkе рurе ѕаррhіrеѕ, ѕо beautiful. In thеm, I ѕее the man I lоvе, thе mаn I want tо spend forever wіth. I ѕее уоur bеаutіful ѕоul, аnd I knоw thаt еvеn after a lіfеtіmе оf bеіng tоgеthеr, mу heart wіll аlwауѕ skip a bеаt іn уоur vеrу рrеѕеnсе.”

The stiff promise of the compass in his pocket. This was the bequest. Not the business, not the foundation, not the headlines. This makes sense. This instant, pristine moment of connection. This was what he would take with him for the rest of his life. This was the evening he would recall when he was an old man, when the specifics of boardrooms and stock prices had grown indistinct in a pleasant haze. This was the night he understood, in each molecule of his body, that love was not a limited resource to be mastered, but an endless, limitless power, as limitless and enduring as the cosmos themselves. As the first light of indigo began to seep into the eastern sky, promising a morning that was

Forever would never end. We were family. We were love. We were everything. And that was enough. More than enough. Perfect. THE END