Forever Under Twenty นิยาย & เรื่องราว

After all, forever is a very long time. *

she whispered, her voice dripping with despair. It was a lament, a cry from the depths of a mother's broken heart, for twenty-two long years. ****TBC****

🖤 And some betrayals cut too deep to forgive. COMING SOON. Trust no one. Betrayals cut too deep to forgive. COMING SOON. Trust no one.

He rasped. "Forever?" A small meek voice reached his ears and his eyes widened to the size of saucers. She was awake. There were tears in her eyes as she stared at him with expectant orbs. His eyes softened as a smile tugged on his lips. He wiped her tears away. Before sealing the pledge for eternity. "Forever." He affirmed, voice raspy. His lips landed on hers as they sealed their oath. Forever it is. *** A week passed. Which was filled with their desperate need and hunger for each other. There was not a single place in the house that he missed or where he didn't fucked her. Lounge. Kitchen. Shower. Pool. Where not?

They flew to a nearby tree and with a mind link, just like werewolves and other shifters they were able to mind link with members of the same flog. “Mother, what are doing spying on me?” Ami asked her mother, embarrassed. “Well, what are you doing naked with the hunter kid?” “I am 18 years old!” Ami said before flying off.

Mine to own. Forever.

I teased. "I still curse you, bro," She broke the hug and stepped back. "Happy twentieth Birthday. We're twenty." "Happy Birthday. Twenty and yet you're so childish." I tugged her hair. "Chudail kyun bani hui hai tu ajj? Dang ke clothes nhn hai? Bandar." "Mom!" She screamed. "Kabir is teasing me! Say him to go back to Bangalore!" "What will he do?" Surprised by her voice, I stared at Nisha's back or rather Nisha turned back at her voice. "He doesn't learn."

“And what I want, is all of you.” Mia watched as Carter looked around at each face. Mia, Lily, Alexander, Grayson, and even at Mia's stomach for the future face to come. They were a family. This is what love looked like. This is what a forever kind of love looked like.

She was struggling to survive. Olivia's childhood was far from ideal. Her father, a mechanic, worked long hours at a job that barely paid the bills. Her mother, once a vibrant woman full of life, had been worn down by years of financial stress and a loveless marriage. They lived paycheck to paycheck, often wondering where the next meal would come from. And through it all, young Olivia watched, absorbing the struggles of her family like a sponge.

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.