Endless Love Episode 23 Novels & Stories

Just then, a new post popped up on my feed. I did not even need to zoom in. I could tell the blurred figure in the photo was Kyle. The two of them were strolling through a street food market like a couple. Kyle was looking at Anya like she was the only person in the world. The caption underneath read, "In the quiet moments of ordinary life, love means you are never alone." I stared at Kyle's happy smile, and at the fried food he was holding in his hands. I blinked. He had always hated street food.

Jasper Eaton decides to ditch me at the altar just so he can meet up with Wendy Klein, his ex-girlfriend who abandoned him when he almost got crippled five years ago. All the guests are stunned, to say the least. I can only tug at Jasper's hem of his shirt while trying very hard to keep my expression intact. "Can you please stay with me now?" Mixed feelings cross his eyes, but he soon wrenches my hand off him, finger by finger. At the same time, he shakes his head. "I'm sorry, but I must go now. I need to ask Wendy why she was so heartless to me back then." Amid the crowd's shocked gasps and murmurs, Jasper leaves without even looking back. My dad, who has a bad heart, trembles violent

"I love you Rowan." "I love you Mira." *_THE END_*

Mom noticed me, and a flicker of embarrassment crossed her face. However, she quickly regained her composure and said, "Nattie doesn't have much time left. Her biggest wish before she passes is to marry Davon and be a bride for one day, so we've all agreed to let them have a wedding. Nattie's terminally ill. You can't possibly deny her this one wish, can you?" I looked at Mom, feeling my heart shatter into pieces. They knew full well that Davon was my husband. "I..."

As Niken began to sing 'Endless Love', they started to dance, My love, There's only you in my life The only thing that's bright My first love, You're every breath that I take You're every step I make And I I want to share All my love with you No one else will do And your eyes Your eyes, your eyes They tell me how much you care Ooh yes, you will always be My endless love (Source: G****e) Somehow, they both got caught up in the atmosphere, dancing with happiness radiating from their faces. Suddenly, Mitha remembered her old dream, to dance on her wedding day with the man she loved. But the difference was that she didn't have any feelings for Erlan at all.

“They are perfect. This is perfect, my love.” THE END

“Yeah.” Pleased, Jillian called for two dozen beers. I raised an eyebrow. “I’m not heartbroken. I don’t need to drown my sorrows.” “What do you know?” She cracked open a bottle and handed it to me. “We’re not leaving until we’re drunk.” I hesitated, but Jillian added, “Relax. Someone will pick us up later. Just enjoy it for once.” Only then did I take the bottle and clink it against hers. Throughout the night, the door to the private room kept swinging open and closed. I caught glimpses of Rowan and Sophie every time—laughing, touching, kissing. They acted like a perfect couple, proudly displaying their love to their circle of friends.

"I don't want you to leave. I love you. I really do." "But I don't love you anymore. Never again," I cut him short. After a long pause, he stepped closer. "Can I at least hug you one last time? I just want to hold you again." I stepped back. "No, stay away from me." He looked down, tears falling to the ground. "Alright. I won't bother you again, and I'll sign the divorce agreement as soon as possible. Just remember that I'll love you forever. I won't marry anyone else. You're the only one in my heart."

It takes at least four donors usually to give the full transfusion needed. Here lies my pain, the thirteenth house, Erik, standing alone, no others of his bloodline. No one able to save him. His painful death is inevitable and my heart shatters. I never told him I loved him, what he meant to me and now he will die never knowing. Not that it would matter his heart belongs to another. His sweet Lia, the only person he ever considered turning because he wanted to share eternity with her. I glance to her painting over his fireplace, still there even after she has been gone from this world well over a thousand years.