Forever And Together Novels & Stories

"Everyone is scared of me, but you're not. Maybe we both are equally fucked up or whatever, but you keep my demons at bay. You make me happy." "Bookworm—" "What we've is too deep, and yes, we hurt each other, but we'll go through it. Didn't we promise that? Together forever. I'm being optimistic because of you. Have you forgotten how negative I am? I really want this to work, so badly. I fought with so many people to be with you, don't make me regret it." Without any further words, his hands circled my waist, pushing me to him. Till when we would be this dramatic and emotional? Till when my past would keep on coming between us, driving us apart? Till when we would let others influence us?

"With this kiss, I bind you to my heart and no one- nothing will ever break this cable of love, not even death." "You are raving crazy!" "Speak no more, love."

Forever doesn't exist. But with you, I'm willing to prove them wrong. "After all this time?" Dumbledore asked, stupefied as Snape's memories and buried feelings slowly unfold right in front of his eyes. "Always," he answered. Always. Constant. Never changing. Like my feelings for you.

Their arms tightened around me, their bodies trembling slightly; their warmth a comforting counterpoint to the lingering chill in my heart. “I love you,” I whispered, the words catching in my throat. “Both of you.” They didn't hesitate. “We love you too, my lady,” Flora murmured, her voice thick. A single tear escaped Eliha's eye, tracing a shimmering path down her cheek, disappearing into the tangled curls at her collarbone. "Always," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "No matter what." In that moment, surrounded by their kindness and loyalty, I forgot about Claire. I forgot about the secret, the court, and the danger.

Zohan started singing with all his heart and he felt happier than ever he was. The singer noticed their bond and called them on the stage. Zahara couldn't stop jumping and cheering for Suraiyya and Zohan. Junaid started recording their video on his phone. On the stage, Zohan and Suraiyya sang together with the singer. He didn't stammer once while singing with her. That was the magic of their friendship. Suraiyya held Zohan's hand when they were singing. Zohan felt top of the world. This feeling hit him hard that he doesn't want to leave her hand at all. He gripped on his hold and adored her a lot.

It felt wrong, but I was curious about his point of view. “Baby girl, if your journal is a novel, what would the title be?” His question made me think about it. If it was a novel, what should I call it? My Angel and My Devil? No.. It didn't sound right. Suddenly a title clicked in my mind. I turned to him and said, “My Always, My Forever.” He nodded as if he understood the reason behind my choice of title. “Since I’m married to you, I’m your forever, and Rai is your always?” he voiced his thought.

Most of their 'dates' had taken place in hotel rooms, in the same bed. "Baby, just bear with it for now. One day, we'll be together for good… grow old together," he'd whispered. It was that dream of growing old together that had kept her going. That one line had made all the secrecy feel worth it. But now—now he says this? Harper gave a small smile, sharp with irony. "What's gotten into you lately? You've been so paranoid. Don't you know how much I love you? Have I ever lied to you? Ever messed around with someone else?"

he says, turning to her with a grin. Millie hesitates, and for a split second, she glances at me. There’s something there—just a flash, a glimpse of what used to be so natural between us. “How about Don’t Stop Believin’?” she mutters, barely louder than a whisper. But I hear it, and my heart stutters, caught off guard. It’s my favorite, and I know it’s one of hers too. The whole van cheers, and I can’t help but light up a bit. For that brief moment, it’s almost like everything’s okay.

I peered into his eyes. "We will stay together forever." "Forever?" "Yes, forever." A vow of love. A promise of never to part. Until fate intervenes. ******

“I am eating a cupcake, my precious princess. Your handsome uncle will take one, thank you!” “Come on, Zuhair. Let us team up and destroy Zephyr!” Their voices echoed through the living room, loud, chaotic, familiar. Every laugh, every tease, every silly comment filled the house with life. I watched them all for a moment, my chest tightening with a warm kind of happiness that felt too big for my own body. I know we will never drift apart. Not today. Not tomorrow. Not in the years to come. We will stay close, support one another, argue, tease, grow, laugh, and get older together. This is a kind of forever that feels real. A forever that feels earned.