Forever Yours Novel 소설 & 이야기

My table was just filled with files and even more files like an endless ocean of inked papers I had to read through. If I begin reading a novel as the same speed as the files I read every day, I might be able to complete a five-hundred-page novel in less than a day; yes, these were my realistic expectations. My desk was a scattered mess, and I couldn’t even find a place to keep my coffee on it.

Leif said nothing further. Just as Raina thought he would say no more, a deep voice suddenly sounded near her ear. He sincerely said, “Maybe others change, but I never will. If I believe in someone, I will always believe, forever and ever. Neither pain nor death will change that.” Forever and ever, huh. But after all she had been through, Raina understood one thing clearly: there is no forever in this world. Forever simply does not exist. No one can truly achieve it, because people change whenever they want. She no longer believed. ***

I asked in a small voice. He cupped my face, thumb stroking my swollen bottom lip. “You stay,” he said. “As long as you want. As long as you’ll have me.” I kissed him. “I want forever,” I whispered. His arms tightened around me. “Then forever starts now.” We sat like that for a long time, wrapped around each other in the quiet office. Bar noise faint through the door. Moonlight slanting through the window, turning his skin silver. I touched the bite on my neck. It was deeper now, a permanent mark, and smiled against his skin. Forever sounded perfect.

“Even when I’m round and waddling. Even when the baby cries at 3 a.m. Even when we’re old and gray.” He grinned. Dark. Tender. “Always.” She kissed him soft. “Then yes. Again. Forever.” The city kept shining outside. The threats were long gone—buried under lawyers, security, and Elias’s ruthless protection. No more contracts. No more ninety days. Just love. Just them. Just the beginning of the rest of their lives. And a tiny heartbeat growing between them. Proof that sometimes the hottest deals… turn into the sweetest forever. The End. Fr this time.

he rasped as he curled his fingers inside, hitting that sweet spot that let me see heaven. “Oh… Magnus…” I breathed him in, letting myself go for him, my body his to command. My head thrown back as I climaxed on his fingers, his mouth hungry on my breast. His thick cock replaced his fingers, ramming into my sensitized pussy until I was blind and deaf to everything but his voice in my head telling me that I was his. Forever. Time didn’t exist when we were together like this. Skin to skin, mouth to mouth. I could believe in happy endings. I wanted to believe in forever. But there were Gisela’s words in my head. “You took his immortality.” Forever had an expiry date.

Aria pov "You're mine now, Aria," he murmured, his warm breath ghosting against my ear, sending a thrilling shiver down my spine. The intimacy in his words curled around me like a snake, constricting, stifling. "Forever and always." I instinctively recoiled, a wave of revulsion crashing over me like icy water. Each resonant syllable echoed in my mind with an unsettling finality, turning the promise 'forever and always' into a grim proclamation, conjuring agonizing visions of endless torment that I could hardly bear to envision.

“Dear Serena Hope, Today, as I write this, you’re laughing in your baby voice at your own feet. You think they’re the funniest things in the world. You’ve stacked the same block five times now—and you’ll keep going, just to see if we’re watching. You are our joy, our peace, our reminder. There was a time when I didn’t know if I’d ever find my way again. I was lost, heartbroken, and tired. But then I met your father and then we met you. And now, I know what forever means. It’s not grand. It’s not loud. It’s not fireworks and drama. It’s your laugh at 6 a.m. It’s your daddy humming lullabies off-key. It’s your aunt's and godmother teaching you peekaboo. It's this home. This moment. Forever is

Alex was going to be there, so, of course, she was hoping to make him drool. Sarah was nervous about her gift. The bracelet Angel had given her was so special. She wanted her gift to be just as special. Angel wasn't one for flashy jewelry, but she felt this called for something special. She'd picked out a simple silver chain and had it engraved. Forever Yours ~ Sarah.

The tiny, folded slip of paper , Ethan Grant’s phone number , had become my personal religion. For fourteen agonizing days, it had lived tucked deep inside the stitching of my uniform apron, a burning coal against my skin. Two weeks. I had survived two weeks of perfect silence, two weeks of scrubbing floors and polishing secrets, pretending the warm pressure of his lips on my cheek had been nothing but a fever dream.

My fiancé, Jim Smith, had always been the kind of older brother who spoiled his younger sister. Harriet Smith, his adopted sister, was the first person he thought of whenever anything happened. When the craze for seasonal drinks swept through town, he was quick to buy Harriet the first one of the season. When he bought his first car outright, he saved the passenger seat for her to try first. Even when a fire broke out in our house in the middle of the night, his first instinct was to rush into Harriet's room and carry her downstairs. Only after he knew she was safe did he call to wake me. After I was injured in that fire, I finally lost my temper and demanded that he choose between Harri