Everlasting Love Story Novels & Stories

Everlasting captivated this young man's heart and soul. Everlasting just finished fashion design and doing modeling as a part time. Her fiance was one of the VIP guests at one of the shows she attended and from their own, he didn't let the chance slip away not minding their age gap. He pursues her proving age doesn't matter as long as you both love each other. It was unexpected and Enrico was adamant to let his daughter marry him but Shiva proved his worth. To cross the bridge when they get there and to make Everlasting his queen. When you become a parent, you will never sacrifice your children's future.

She knew that she would always be loved and cherished, and that Ethan would always be there to support her. Ethan wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. "I'll always love you," he whispered, his breath tickling her ear. Ava smiled, feeling her heart fill with joy. "I'll always love you too," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. Their story came full circle, a story of love, courage, and determination. Ava and Ethan had found each other in the midst of darkness, and their love had conquered all. They lived happily ever after, their love growing stronger with each passing day.

“Carolina Alves, you dropped into my life like a storm I didn’t see coming. I’d convinced myself I was better off keeping people at a distance, just me, the job, and the damn cat. But then you showed up, all curls and chaos, and suddenly, the quiet didn’t feel like peace anymore. It felt like loneliness.” He smiled faintly, his voice catching. “You make me want to be better. To fight smarter, live louder, and build something that lasts. I promise to protect you, to stand beside you even when things get hard, and to never stop choosing you, every single day, even when you’re stealing the covers. Especially then.” A few people laughed through their tears. Carolina’s hand came up to his cheek,

"It’s complicated. Victoria is just... part of the facade. Nothing has changed between us." "Everything has changed," I whispered, my voice trembling. "You’re getting married." He didn't argue. He didn't offer a logical explanation. Instead, he reached out, his hand sliding behind my neck, pulling me forward. I should have pushed him away, I should have remembered the blonde heiress upstairs, but the two weeks of loneliness had made me weak. When he kissed me, it wasn't the sweet, slow kiss from the pool. It was desperate and messy, a frantic slip up that broke through every wall I had built.

They returned often to the master chamber, making love with reverence and joyful passion, always feeling our blessing in every touch. In the realm of the Song, we four rested in perfect, timeless peace. I nestled between my mates, our essences fully content. Thirty five thousand years of love spreading through creation had shown us the beautiful truth. The story never grew old. It simply found new voices to carry it forward. From a terrified soul sent to destroy everything. To the whispered return in every loving heart. This was our story. This was our eternity. Complete in its endless remembering, forever alive in every act of love across all existence.

I replied, my voice low, rough from the emotions swirling inside me. Elodie's gaze locked onto mine, and I saw the love shining in her eyes, like a beacon guiding me through the darkness in my soul. My heart swelled further, threatening to burst from my chest. "Forever," I whispered, my lips brushing against hers, the word hanging in the air like a promise. "Forever," she echoed, her arms wrapping around me, pulling me closer, our bodies melding together like two pieces of a puzzle. We lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, basking in the warmth of our love, as the morning sun cast its golden glow over the room. The world outside receded, leaving only us – two souls bound together by our p

Felicia's eyes were bloodshot, and her palm was cut open, with blood dripping down her wrist. "I told you I'd take care of you," said Connor, taking a deep breath, afraid to agitate her further. "But you're already married!" Connor said, "I've told Anne. I'll transfer this house to your name." Felicia replied, "But I don't want the house. I want you. Connor, I just want to be with you." Crying, Felicia leaned in to kiss him. "Have you forgotten? You promised to marry me, to give me the grandest wedding. You said you'd become my family, protect me forever, and never let me be hurt again. Did you forget all that?"

Until his final day. That day, clarity returned. He gave one final instruction for his epitaph. "To the only one I have ever loved, may we meet again in the next life." What he didn't know was that, at nearly the same moment, Harper was lying in bed too. She was surrounded by the man she loved, and generations of children and grandchildren. "Grandma, do you have anything you'd like to say?" She looked at Christopher, who had stood by her side for sixty years.

And that is a story that will last forever. END OF BOOK