I Will Always Choose You Novels & Stories

"We just need each other." They stood beneath the oak tree, the sun rising behind them, and spoke the words they had been meaning to say all along. "I choose you," Nathaniel began. "Not because it's easy. Not because we're perfect. I choose you because you make me want to be better. Because you see me—the real me—and you stay anyway." Victoria's throat tightened. "I choose you too. Not because I need you. Because I want you. Because my life is brighter with you in it. Because you taught me that love isn't about never getting hurt. It's about getting hurt and choosing each other anyway."

“I’m tired of waiting for you to leave her. Stop making promises you don’t keep and actually make a decision. Choose me. Or let me go.” Marcus looked at me for a long moment, then closed the distance anyway. He pulled me into his arms despite my weak attempt to push him away. His body was warm, solid, and so painfully familiar. One hand cradled the back of my head, the other rested on my lower back, holding me close. “Shh, don’t say that,” he whispered against my hair. “I choose you. I’ve always chosen you. You know that.”

“And I fall deeper for you whenever you look me in the eye, knowing that I am one that you can trust with what you feel.” “You are the home that I have in this world, Kai.” I said, and he smiled. “And not because I don’t have anyone else, on the contrary. I find myself choosing you on a daily basis, and though I might not make sense right now. But I know for fact that if I was to be given the choice, I am going to choose you all over again. You and you alone. That is something that I want you to always know.” “I know, baby…”

Only her, only us, only this love, finally claimed and declared. When we pulled apart, forehead to forehead, lips still brushing, I whispered, “Always. Forever. I choose you, every day.” Her smile was soft, triumphant, tender. “And I choose you.”

Selena pov Looking at her for a long moment and trying to wrap my head around what she just told me, nothing of it makes any difference to me! I'm here to claim what's mine and if he dies and it takes me with him I'm fine with it, I wouldn't want to go one and live without him anyway! "It's alright, I'm not changing my mind! He is my true mate and I will claim him" I say with a firm voice when I try to get my head to clear up from this high.

So that she could hear me well. "I will always choose you, first and foremost."

Then she reached across the table again, took his hand, held it in the library where anyone could see, where Chelsea could see, where Dante would eventually hear. "Then choose me," she said. "Publicly. Loudly. Without calculation. And let me choose you back, even though I don't know if I'm performing or becoming, even though the dare persists, even though—" She squeezed his hand. "Even though I might hurt you. Even though I might become her. Even though I might not know the difference until it's too late."

must not believe that I would finish the selection. Even I don’t believe that I would but there are too many people involved and I don’t want to let them down. I made promises and I am a man of my words. I don’t know if I am happy but let’s just say I feel content because everybody is happy and excited for this selection. The one person I wish would show more enthusiasm is Jessica. She has not said anything against the selection but she doesn’t seem happy either. When I imagined my engagement, I imagined her to be the most enthusiastic and happy person but I guess I was wrong and that doesn’t sit well with me. What is the point of making other people happy if the most important person in y

"I believe that God created you for me to love. He picked you out from all the rest cause He knew I'd love you the best!" "I choose you. And I'll choose you over and over and over. Without pause, without a doubt, in a heartbeat, I'll keep choosing you".

“You did. Because even though I saw you all the time, it was you who made the first move in that basement.” “I was too afraid to approach you. That one night changed everything.” “I’m glad,” I tell her. “I’ll never take that or you for granted. I love you so damn much.” “I love you too. And just so you know, Ethan McKay, I would choose you all over again. Every damn time.” We kiss like we’re the only people in the room. And when I pull away, blue eyes shine as she looks at me, I’m overjoyed that this woman is mine forever.