Juntas Por Siempre Novels & Stories

He slowly takes my hand, placing a light kiss as a drop of tear falls on my palm “In this life time, in the next, or the next after, no matter how many times I am to be reborn, I would love you like I have always loved you, ‘ALWAYS AND FOREVER,” he says, as he calmly drew in his last breath.

Burning forever. Together. Always.

"Everyone is scared of me, but you're not. Maybe we both are equally fucked up or whatever, but you keep my demons at bay. You make me happy." "Bookworm—" "What we've is too deep, and yes, we hurt each other, but we'll go through it. Didn't we promise that? Together forever. I'm being optimistic because of you. Have you forgotten how negative I am? I really want this to work, so badly. I fought with so many people to be with you, don't make me regret it." Without any further words, his hands circled my waist, pushing me to him. Till when we would be this dramatic and emotional? Till when my past would keep on coming between us, driving us apart? Till when we would let others influence us?

With my last bit of strength, I tremblingly raised my hand and extended my pinky finger—the sign we used as children to promise "siblings forever." Damien suddenly froze. He immediately extended his pinky and gently hooked mine. "I'm here! Lina, I'm here!" He sobbed, his voice broken. "We're siblings... siblings forever..." "Good... siblings..." I said softly. My voice was like snowflakes touching ground. My hand slowly dropped. My eyelashes closed. My breathing returned to silence. Damien wiped his tears and lifted me. Step by step, he walked toward the Moon Goddess statue.

Then, he was gone for good. Three months later, Brandon and I got married. Right before our wedding, I got some fancy jewelry and a letter from Julia. "Sophia, I'm sorry for the pain I caused you before. You're getting married, and this is my gift to you. I hope you and Brandon will always be happy and that we both can have a fresh start." Our wedding was cozy and full of love. Brandon put the ring on my finger and promised, "I love you, forever and always."

It felt wrong, but I was curious about his point of view. “Baby girl, if your journal is a novel, what would the title be?” His question made me think about it. If it was a novel, what should I call it? My Angel and My Devil? No.. It didn't sound right. Suddenly a title clicked in my mind. I turned to him and said, “My Always, My Forever.” He nodded as if he understood the reason behind my choice of title. “Since I’m married to you, I’m your forever, and Rai is your always?” he voiced his thought.

And my hands were shaking because my mate was trusting me. When the fabric finally parted, my breath caught. An infinity tattoo rested on her right shoulder, delicate lettering woven through one of its loops. Por Siempre. Forever. I knew enough Spanish to understand that. My eyes lingered on it. Forever. Of all the fucking words she could've had permanently written against her skin. My wolf went strangely quiet. Morgan noticed. “What?” I touched near the tattoo with my fingertips. “Por Siempre.” She smiled softly. “Forever.”

Connecting. Forever.

He couldn't bring himself to act upon his lust. "But you might regain your memories Sam, what we had was special and I don't want to give up on us I love you so much." Emily Pleaded. "And what If the Sam you knew never comes back and it's only me like this for the rest of our life's" Sam was quick to respond. "If your old memories are gone forever, We have the rest of our lives to make new ones" Emily was also ready to retort anything Sam had to say. Sam knew this could go on forever so he hardened himself.

she said as she chuckled “We are one big family honey and that is what a good family do, they stand there for each other in all aspects, in everything and you got us, we are one big family that loves you, eat your fries before they get cold, there is something I would like to talk to you guys” their aunt said and that made all of them curious, they were wondering what she wanted to tell them