Romans & histoires Forever Glow

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.

Jaxon dragged me to the VIP corner, ordering another set of drinks for us. We sat on one of the lavish couches, where again, Jaxon was surrounded by a few staff members. I noticed how the corner was even sound restricting as my ears felt this uncanny numbness as I was exposed to blasting music for a good half an hour at least. I looked around but a sudden warmth over my palm made me turn towards Jaxon.

He laughed and I glared at him. “Well, the company’s boss claims to have a superpower. That he can bring dead people to life again. And he proved it yesterday, so we are celebrating!” I looked at Ryan shocked, while he seemed to be more shocked, but hid it immediately. “Oh yeah! I remember. Thanks!” “Anytime, brother!” Ryan smiled one last time before going away from him and then taking me back to where we were standing earlier. “What does that have to do with us?” I asked him, and he sighed.

Lucas's brow furrowed. "Living forever," I clarified. "Watching everyone you love grow old and die." Lucas's expression softened, and he pulled me close. "It's a curse," he whispered. "But it's also a gift. I've seen empires rise and fall, witnessed history unfold. And I've met people like you, Emilio. People who make it all worth it." His words were bittersweet, filled with a deep longing. I realized that Lucas's existence was a double-edged sword – a life of immortality, yet forever bound to the shadows.

Chapter 86: The Charity Gala The grand ballroom of the Regency Hotel was a vision of opulence. Crystal chandeliers sparkled against high vaulted ceilings, and every corner was adorned with fresh flowers that added a soft, romantic fragrance to the air. A sea of elegantly dressed elites mingled and sipped champagne, their hushed whispers and laughter echoing throughout the hall. Olivia Hart stood at the edge of the crowd, her heart pounding beneath the shimmering silver gown she wore. The fabric clung to her figure in all the right places, a daring slit revealing a toned leg and a plunging neckline that made her feel exposed and powerful all at once.

I hit the button activating the jets as soothing bubbles massaged my body. With my back toward the door, I lay facing the windows. The sky beyond the panes was a kaleidoscope of colors. Reds, oranges, and pinks swirled with purples and blues as twilight worked to darken the night and replace the sunset with stars. Darkness prevailed as my fingertips began to wrinkle.

CRYSTAL "Crystal, is there anything you want to say to Brooks?" Tears were streaming down my face. "Um. Wow. Well, this is certainly a surprise. Brooks, If you would have asked me where I saw myself today back when we first met, I wouldn't say here. When we met, falling in love with you was the last thing I would have expected to happen. I know we had some issues in the beginning but falling in love with you gave me the drive to push through and work out our issues. You have been my safe place, my comfort, and my peace. Over the past year, I have been blessed to watch you change into the amazing man who stands before me and I couldn't be any more thankful than I already am, that I am the one

It's also like a vet shop. I looked at Chloe and she was sighing and punching into her phone. Such desperation. I looked at the crust again but my eyes were fixed on the silver band on my finger. It sparkled in the sun and looked all so expensive. Yes, I'm married. To Miami's richest guy. Damien Rodriguez Forrest. The name Forrest is actually his grandpa's name and their generational company name. More like a heirloom. Chloe finally slammed her phone down and cursed a little in French.

Zack asks baffled. Zack takes his hand to his cheek, perplexed about what I did. I look daggers at him. I do not care if he talked to Jareth or gave Grandma my address, I am sick of him wanting to force me to kiss him, wishing Leopold was dead was just the straw that broke the camels back. Zack is my first love, I can not deny that, but Leopold is my forever love, the one that will last for the rest of my life and I won’t allow Zack or anyone else to wish him dead.

No more endings. Just forever.