Foreverly Yours Novels & Stories

she countered. " Am I the target...." I couldn't finish my statement when she pulled the trigger, I closed my eyes waiting for the pain but instead of pain an explosion shook my apartment, my eyes flew open only to see her laughing, red flower petals were raining down on me, messing up my room, I looked up on time to see something dropping from the chandelier, that was never in my room before, " will you do me the honor of being my forever?" Was writing on the banner with red ink.

Their arms tightened around me, their bodies trembling slightly; their warmth a comforting counterpoint to the lingering chill in my heart. “I love you,” I whispered, the words catching in my throat. “Both of you.” They didn't hesitate. “We love you too, my lady,” Flora murmured, her voice thick. A single tear escaped Eliha's eye, tracing a shimmering path down her cheek, disappearing into the tangled curls at her collarbone. "Always," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "No matter what." In that moment, surrounded by their kindness and loyalty, I forgot about Claire. I forgot about the secret, the court, and the danger.

Differently. But forever.

The only time that really mattered. Forever.

Forever and Always, Your Humble Author, Astylynn

Hers. Finally. Completely. Forever. THE END

No sense in putting on the collared shirt and bow tie until I need to. Milo hands me the box and I carefully open it. Inside is an eye patch. It is olive-colored velvet with small silver olive leaves attached to either side where the elastic strap connects to the patch. It is stunning. I flip it over to put it on. I see a small word embroidered into the silk liner. 'Forever'. I rub my finger over the word and smile before I slip the patch on and set it in place. "Oh man, that thing is nice, Bronx. Best one yet." Milo gives a genuine compliment.

Waiting for the next take. Forever.

she is mine. Forever. And whoever did this to her, should pray to whatever god they worship because I will make them PAY!

Every touch, every kiss was a promise, a declaration that they were no longer just two people navigating a complicated world but two souls finding solace in one another. When they finally collapsed together, their breaths ragged and their bodies entwined, the world outside felt distant and inconsequential. Ethan brushed a strand of hair from Olivia’s face, his gaze softer than she’d ever seen it. “You’re mine,” he murmured, his voice a mix of possession and reverence. Olivia smiled, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest. “And you’re mine.” For the first time in what felt like forever, neither of them felt alone. Together, they were unstoppable, an unbreakable force bound by passion and l