Love Better Than Immortality Cast 소설 & 이야기

The space was restricted, but that didn't stop them from going all in, and they could rightly guess that anybody passing by would know that passionate love was being created in that car. Isaac leaned forward to give her bouncing breasts appreciating sucks and she arched her back, her eyes rolling up to her skull. “I love you, love.” He mumbled against her skin, sucking on her neck. “Ahh.” She shuddered, pulling him into her as he drove her closer and closer to her climax. “Tell me you love me.” He ordered through moans, his eyes fixedly looking into hers in the darkness. “I do, I fucking do!” She loved Isaac, she loved every single thing about the man between her legs. But there's still this

"Then keep listening. It only beats this fast when I'm next to you." Elena closed her eyes, letting her senses fill completely with the scent of rain, vanilla, and Maya's pure vitality. For seventy years, Elena had looked at her immortality as a curse—a never-ending cycle of hiding, loneliness, and running from the light. But lying here in the quiet dark, wrapped in the arms of the woman she loved, eternity didn't feel like a prison anymore. It felt like a promise. They stayed locked in that quiet, breathless embrace for hours, a mortal and an immortal sharing a fragile pocket of peace before the storm of the final battle arrived.

The voice of her father lingered in her mind, she shook her head and kicked her legs. “Latina, everything will be fine. You can have as much as you want,” her mother continued. “Will it hurt you?” the little girl asked, concerned. She smiled while nodding her head when her parents said ‘no’. Everything went silent. Nobody dared to make a sound when Latina finally gave in on her desire. That night, she devoured her own parents. Her loving parents who managed to smile while their little girl sucked their blood to death. They may be known as the strongest siblings among the vampire race. The most powerful immortals but, they died just to provide what their love desires.

Claire said to her in her direct and straight words. "For being happy in a marriage, you need love because physical appearance eventually fades away but love is always immortal." "Eternal. That's the kind of bond me and Brandon share." Shina felt a burning in jealousy hearing her words. Today she gave her the perfect reply she needed right now. Claire never wanted to do this, over the period of time she has also understood shina that she is this kind of person so it was needed to answer her. "You won't understand this, you are not married and you also don't have any in your life. I guess, Right?" Claire asked her very normally, but this made Shina realize the loneliness of her life. She fist

"You don't know how I feel when you treat me like this. You used to admire me but now I only see bitterness in your eyes. You treated me like I was the one who killed Camille Davidson. We were supposed to be a happily married couple if she had not appeared on our wedding day. She messed everything up." I stepped up to her and tilted her chin up, staring intensely into her eyes. "Don't blame her for the unfortunate thing that happened to you, Maura. She is dead now so please stop bringing her up over and over again. I didn't marry, it was my decision, not hers. I could never love you the way I loved Camille. She will always be the first and last woman I have ever fallen in love with. You have

He wraps his arm around my waist, to steady me. With shaky hands, I reach up and touch his face. Tears fill my eyes as I process the fact that he's actually real. He came back for me, for our daughter. "Mikael," I breathe and he embraces me. "I'm here. I'm not going anywhere. You're stuck with me for the rest of our lives," he whispers in my ear. "How...." I breathe. "I've been granted immortality. The curse has been broken, so we can now live our lives the way we want to," he tells me and I kiss him long and hard.

The thing she would outlive. "I promise," I said. "Full life. Full love. No holding back. And no pretending like our time together has already ended. Just living it." She met my gaze for another long moment. Then she addressed the First Luna, who had been watching in silence. "I accept the immortality. Alone. As he described it." "The expression on the First Luna's face was a complicated one. Sadness and approval mixed together. "You are sure? This becomes permanent once the blessing binds.”

After having lived for a long time, being immortal was nothing but torture. Thus, he could only laugh when he saw the ancient kinds devoting everything they had to seek immortality. In his opinion, it was better to live a good life with his lover than to survive alone for all eternity. Meanwhile, she had not realized his worries and only knew that he was pondering about something related to her. She felt no discomfort and felt happy. Like a blooming lily that was naturally beautiful without any decorations, she was a fitting person to be given any praise in the world. Seeing her waking up the first thing in the morning, he felt like he was admiring a piece of art.

I question quietly. "You don't have to say it back or feel the same way... but I love you and I need you to know that. If something ever happened... and you did manage to end your immortality and I never told you this, it would destroy me. So, I'm saying it now, because you're right. A lot of things are happening out of my control. We're dealing with the most powerful Gods. Gods who really could strip you of your immortality and I don't want to take the chance of you not knowing. I love you more than I have ever loved anyone before. I thought my feelings were because of my bond to you as your guardian at first... but there not, they are so much more than that and that's why it makes all this

My mama asked, her hands clasped on my back. Anjelo paced around in the room, his fist clenched, “Stop pacing Anjelo and sit down, you’re making it worse.” My sister scolded him and he stopped, stared at her with anger for a moment before giving up and sitting down. The chants grew louder again, closer. “Morte ai Castellano.” I closed my eyes, trying to block out the sound. But the words echoed in my mind. With every chant, we were reminded of our vulnerability. Silver. They knew about silver.