Forever And For Always Book Novels & Stories

I really appreciate everything. Well, I have good news and bad news.. The bad news is that this book, HAPPY FOREVER AFTER has ended. And the good news that I have other amazing books for you to read. So you get to enjoy another round of romance and adventure with me.. Lol. Well, the name of this new book is ALWAYS BEEN YOU and if you liked HAPPY FOREVER AFTER, trust me, you'll like this one too.. I also have other books - HER BODYGUARD SILENT DESIRES

Aisha started only to be cut off by Nandini. "Aisha you'll catch cold. Go and get changed. Till then me and my brother will have some reunion time." Nandini suggested and though Aisha didn't really like the idea but she complied. She went to her room to change and Nandini took Niall to her room. "Is something wrong? I thought we were meeting tomorrow. Why the sudden change in plan?" "Everything is wrong." "What do you mean?" "Blake's dead." "Huh?" Nandini couldn't comprehend what Niell was trying to say. "Blake?! You mean the Blake we know. That Blake from the Dark night clan that was sent with us as an envoy to this human world?"

Okay" He said surfing through his stuff. Soon, he brought out four different designs "This and this" Fiona said "Two?" "Yes. Caden?" She said handing me the designs. The first one is just the words Always and Forever, It's written in a beautiful Calligraphy, Always would be written on me with ellipsis, while Forever would be written on her, ellipsis preceding it. The second one would be on our shoulders, It's the drawing of a hand holding on to a thread, it continues to the next person, If we are apart, the thread isn't whole.

As unprecedented existence. Forever. Or until forever breaks us. Whichever comes first. The story continues! END OF CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR TO BE CONTINUED...

The tiny, folded slip of paper , Ethan Grant’s phone number , had become my personal religion. For fourteen agonizing days, it had lived tucked deep inside the stitching of my uniform apron, a burning coal against my skin. Two weeks. I had survived two weeks of perfect silence, two weeks of scrubbing floors and polishing secrets, pretending the warm pressure of his lips on my cheek had been nothing but a fever dream.

Now, I have a hard work to do. I come behind her and hug her tightly, her body tenses but after she feels relaxed. We stay like this for a moment without uttering a word. After that, her hands touch mine and I say "So sorry Nana, I didn't mean it, please. Can you forgive me?" And tears fell down. She turns to me and say "Oh, my sweatheart! I love you so much." "And I love more." I say. In that moment, my phone rings and It is Selly.

And I was too. The kiss wasn’t as long, because she somehow got snapped back to reality, I still feel a rush the moment I remind myself of the passionate lip lock we shared. The kiss wasn’t just hunger, it was a need, a devotion, almost like a pure melody sung out of a gold harp played in that serene surrounding. Her lips had a taste, different from the ones I had ever felt against mine. But it made my heart sink knowing I can’t be fooling around her again, knowing how it ended this time.

He’s my big daddy and forever he will be taking care of me. I’m the luckiest girl alive to have someone that loves me enough to help me.

Because closure doesn’t always come with perfect words or final hugs. Sometimes, it comes in the quiet knowing: This chapter is over. And I’m not rewriting it.

Their love had withstood the tests of time, and as they took their last breaths, their souls ascended, forever entwined in an eternal embrace. Their love story became a whispered legend, passed down through the generations. And in the moonlit nights of Ravenswood, where it all began, the spirits of Isabella and Damien continued to dance, their love shining brightly in the hearts of all who believed in the power of love's enduring enchantment.