Novel & Cerita Forever Autumn By Justin Hayward

Ryan's photographs captured the essence of fleeting moments, reminding others to embrace the beauty of the present. Together Forever was not just a love story, but a testament to the resilience of the human spirit, the transformative power of art, and the enduring impact of a love that transcends time. It was a tale of two souls who, through their shared dreams and unwavering love, had discovered the true essence of life—to live fully, love deeply, and embrace the beauty of each passing moment.

The Unspoken Harvest was released in July. The cover was minimalist—just a vine curling around a cracked ceramic bowl. The title was embossed in gold. Inside, the words were raw, lyrical, and unapologetic. The literary world responded immediately. “Maria Del Fuego has done it again—but this time, she’s not whispering. She’s roaring.” —Philippine Literary Review “A brave, necessary book that challenges the myth of the graceful woman and redefines what it means to be strong.” —Manila Times

‘Well, maybe he could help me do it…’ Everly pulled her phone out of her pocket, and even though it took her a minute to untangle the earbuds from her other pocket since her fingers were shaking so badly, she managed it at last. She fit them into her ears and put her ‘Infinite Euphoria’ playlist on shuffle. When Lennon’s smooth, powerful voice swept through her, Everly felt her body starting to relax and took her first deep breath. ‘Reaching for something in the distance So close you can almost taste it Release your inhibitions Feel the rain on your skin No one else can feel it for you Only you can let it in No one else, no one else Can speak the words on your lips Drench yourself in words u

Hubbard. He was older and mature, but had that rugged, handsome look that men got with age sometimes – like he could be a cowboy. The phone vibrated again and Tricia almost crossed her legs while she was driving. She shook her head and kept her eyes on the road. She pulled into the apartment complex and circled around to her sister’s unit. Tricia scanned the hedges, balconies, and sidewalk. The trees made the air feel ten degrees cooler. The ground around Tricia’s dorm was like a dusty desert in comparison. Lucy was a “kept woman” with her married men.

Even though I couldn't have her, it was enough that I could glance at her from a distance. Yet later, I gradually realized that Luna seemed like a fine choice, too. She was attentive and dynamic. She never threw a tantrum and even did everything by herself in the decoration of our new house. At night, she lay on my shoulder and thought of our future lives. She told me that judging by how this year was the ninth year she had loved me, it proved that our relationship could last forever.

Everything that you've ever dreamed of Disappearing when you wake up But there's nothing to be afraid of Even when the night changes It will never change me and you Goin' out tonight, changes into something red Her mother doesn't like that kind of dress Reminds her of the missin' piece of innocence she lost We're only gettin' older, baby And I've been thinkin' about it lately Does it ever drive you crazy Just how fast the night changes? Everything that you've ever dreamed of Disappearing when you wake up But there's nothing to be afraid of

his eyes shifted from the waves to the night sky. "If she had a choice she wouldn't have left you." "I know that." he let out a sigh before adding, "I know it." "You know what Manik! you are doing really great. Your mum must be proudly watching you from up there." Those were the only sentences she managed to say. She wanted to say more. She wanted to comfort him but she failed to find the right word that could in any way lessen his sadness. Leaning on the bonnet of his car, she followed his gaze towards the starry night, gently placing her right hand over his left hand with the hope of comforting him. His eyes shifted to her hand on feeling her touch and his lips slightly curved upward befo

The situation was beyond his control because she didn't change her mind even after she was told about everything- her loss of memory, her marriage to Simon, blah blah blah. Simon shunned himself. When he saw Esther and her family get out of the hospital, he knew that his end had come. As he watched Esther walk away, his heart strained to beat as if he was drowning in an ocean. He ran to his car like a crazy man ready to drive off and end his life in an accident. Then he saw his guitar that lay next to his seat. He had meant to throw it out of the car window but as he seized it, an idea came to his mind. "My love, let this be my precious gift to you before I die. At least I will die a happy m

The hold on the trigger pulled back automatically. "And darling I will be loving you 'til we're 70 And baby my heart could still fall as hard at 23 And I'm thinking about how people fall in love in mysterious ways Maybe just the touch of a hand" It's HER! Time stopped for me as I kept listening to the song. "Oh me I fall in love with you every single day And I just wanna tell you I am" Something inside me started melting like an iceberg. Probably my raging heartfelt cold splash of her melodious voice. It made me feel more vulnerable.

In that moment, I felt genuinely fortunate to still have a retreat, a solid foundation to fall back on. Then my phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. As if possessed, I answered. The blast of club music screamed in my ear, along with the wild, drunken howls of a crowd. I frowned, ready to hang up until a familiar voice slurred through the chaos. Clearly drunk, Dario shouted, “To hell with marriage! To hell with family! I’m free now—no one can control me! Damn, it feels so good!” Around him, a chorus of jeers and cheers erupted.