Love Better Than Immortality Novels & Stories

The woman before him looked so pitiful, so fragile, that even a harsh word might break her. "No matter how much you like it, you have to stay by my side. Seeing you love but unable to have, do you know how happy that makes me?" He stood up, casually shoving his hands into his pockets. His tall, lean figure stood straight, exuding a wild arrogance that screamed, "Torturing you is my pleasure." "Scarlett, you want to run away with your lover? That's never going to happen in this lifetime." Scarlett looked at him, "What good does it do you to keep me around?"

I felt like I caught him off guard for a moment as I continue, "and that's not it even in my nightmare you are calling me sweetheart. " "Sweetheart, it must be a coincidence-" I cut him off. "No, I thought the same but explain to me. How could it be a coincidence when before today I never met you but you are appearing in my dreams and how could you be that same guy who kidnapped me in real life?!" I tried my best to make him understand what I am saying. "If you want to make me your wife then that's at least I should know, No?" He stares at me, silently for a few moments, observing what I said before he spoke. "Would you believe if I say we both were lovers in the past life? and your parents

His eyes sparkled with reflections of the aurora, as beautiful as the sky itself. "I love you deeply and devoutly, in a way I have never felt for anyone else. You are the light in my life, driving away the shadows of my past. Since our reunion, there hasn’t been a moment when I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life with you... "I wonder if you’d give me this chance to hold your hand and walk through life together?" Before he could finish speaking, Jessica extended her hand toward him. She nodded while crying, saying, "I will."

It takes at least four donors usually to give the full transfusion needed. Here lies my pain, the thirteenth house, Erik, standing alone, no others of his bloodline. No one able to save him. His painful death is inevitable and my heart shatters. I never told him I loved him, what he meant to me and now he will die never knowing. Not that it would matter his heart belongs to another. His sweet Lia, the only person he ever considered turning because he wanted to share eternity with her. I glance to her painting over his fireplace, still there even after she has been gone from this world well over a thousand years.

"You betrayed everyone, Ethan. You let your thirst for revenge put you to this pain you brought upon me and yourself. I loved you, Ethan, I loved you genuinely.” I wiped my tears and said boldly. “But not anymore. I hate you so much that if I were to hold a gun I would kill you myself." As I spoke, a bitter taste laid on my tongue. The fact that the man I had formerly loved had orchestrated a crooked game of manipulation and dishonesty left scars that ran deeper than any physical crack. "You destroyed everything, Ethan. I can not forgive you for that."

I'll find a way to make you immortal so that we can live together in my world. ' He's insane.' That's the only word that came into my mind to describe the obsession of Drystan. He interfered with my fate and because of that more obstacles appeared in my life. I wanted to thank him for all his efforts and say goodbye but I guess he has other plans for me. ' In that case I've no other way.' I mustered up my courage and said," Even after all you did for me , I still love Loren." " W-What?" He held my shoulders and shouted angrily," Why it's him not me? I'm God . I can give you immortality."

"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.

“You’re really far too kind, Lila. I wish, just once, you would choose to be cruel, so you wouldn’t always think about what’s best for everyone else. Maybe it’s because what you feel for me isn’t that deep yet. That’s why you’re not desperate to be with me... Because I... I would trample on everything and everyone just to have you by my side while I’m still alive... I would disregard the world without hesitation if it meant you would belong to me... That’s how much I love you... And if your love for me isn’t that intense... if it doesn’t burn the same way... then you won’t understand me right now.” “You don’t need to be kind just to care about other creatures' lives! The immortals you’re pla

Leaving Reo who is dead with lice with a million pieces of destruction in his feelings. Reo looked sadly leaving Jack. He said falling in love is never wrong. However, why is the feeling that Reo is experiencing is considered wrong, and disgusting? Worse yet, the one who said that openly was Jack, the idol of the heart for the past two years. "Jack, I'm always trying to get to you. It doesn't matter how you look at me, because I really love you." *** Jack couldn't understand Reo's attitude lately. Reo was like a man Jack no longer knew. Even though it has been ten years the friendship between the two is fine. Unfortunately, their relationship soured when Reo said he was gay.

He loved me. Lekin bahut fark that uski or meri Mohabbat Mein, Usne Ishq Kiya Tha or Mujhe Ishq Hua Tha. (But there was a big difference between him or my love, he had loved and I was in love.) And even after all this, a person can still be alive based on just one word "Hope". Hope is a word that teaches a dying human to live. But when all the hopes of a person are over, he dies while still alive.