Forever Glow Novels & Stories

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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

I suppose it is, but this pack took my son. “Jaden, spit it out,” Caleb groans as Aurora gives him a look as we all approach the desk. He spins the screen around and underneath layers of code, the name of the back appears in bold writing. “Solstice Glow Pack,” “You’re certain.” I ask again, my heart pounding in my chest. My head doesn’t want to accept it. But when Jaden nods, his face serious, I can’t speak. “Solstice Pack, but that would be …” Gabriel begins, his voice trailing off like he is afraid to say it.

My head was down, scraping the brush against the dustpan, when I saw it. It wasn't glittering like glass. It was heavy, dark gold, catching the light in a muted, ancient way. Nestled right beside the base of the fig tree, half-hidden beneath a stray leaf, was a ring. My hand shot out, snatching it up before I could think. It was heavy, solid, and cold , a man's ring, thick and old. It wasn't flashy; it was subtly engraved with a seal, a stylized 'G' that looked almost like a coiled serpent. It was clearly antique, the kind of ring that had been passed down through generations, steeped in history and, likely, sin.

Tony too was getting ready in the quarters swimming in anticipation of the pleasure he would take satisfaction in with Jina in a few minutes to come. Julie crawled behind and hid at the corner waiting for the right moment to strike while Jina seemed to be in a lively mood as she hummed a sweet melody, wiggling her soft alluring body which she had smeared with fragrant oils and now gleamed in the bright light of the chandelier bulb that hung up on the healing.

I smiled at them and tipped them an imaginary hat and they cheered for me. I cruised to a halt and jumped down from the car before grabbing my backpack and retrieving the Moon Phoenix. It glowed through the foil and I turned to look at the sunset, taking how beautiful it was against the skies. It was the reason for this glow. I unwrapped the Moon Phoenix and lifted it into the skies, towards the direction of the sunset and it let out a glow this time, it took the color of the sunset. Fiery orange, yellow, an almost red tinge, pink and purple. It let out its light, casting an ethereal glow around me.

But today… today, those shadows were replaced by light. The glam team fluttered around me, their brushes, combs, and sprays creating a quiet symphony of last-minute touch-ups. My hair, my fiery crown, had been coaxed into waves that cascaded down my back. A crystal comb anchored the sheer veil, long as a river, its edges embroidered in delicate lace. Across its hemline, stitched in fine thread, shimmered the words: Forever Yours. I couldn’t stop staring at those words. They weren’t just decoration. They were a vow, a truth, the story of how Edward and I had clawed our way back to each other through heartbreak, betrayal, and fire.

It vibrated up through the soles of Liora's feet. The whispering stopped. For a single, perfect moment, there was total, absolute silence. Then, one by one, the stones began to glow with a soft, internal, grey light. It was the same colour as the Grey Song, but this light was not cold or simplifying. It was warm. It was alive with memory. It was the light of reality itself, of things that had truly happened, of promises that had truly been made.

“Not just patch the cracks. Not just survive. We need to rise.” Maria looked at her. “Rise from what?” Celeste’s eyes were steady. “From fire. From fracture. From everything we’ve lost.” Maria closed her journal. “Then we need a pact.” Celeste tilted her head. “A pact?” Maria nodded. “Something that binds us. Something that reminds us why we began.” They called it The Phoenix Pact.

It was a farewell for Azhea Kenchmark, the only human who lived with them. Choven smiled by their farewell howls. ...Azhea heard the pack's howl and she smiled as she continues walking away from the forest. She promised that she will keep the truth about them, protected and secretly, no matter what happened and she would pay them a visit in the future.