Love Better Than Immortality Novels & Stories

I love watching movies. Where I live? I live in a small town named Roselli, weird name right? But there is a legend behind it. There was a girl named Roselli, and she was in love with a guy named Roman, they were madly in love, but Roselli's father didn't approve of their love and married her off to some wealthy guy. cliché right? Roman was so heartbroken that he committed suicide by jumping off a cliff into the sea, calling out his love before jumping. Since then this town is lovers paradise, lovers around the world come to visit the spot Roman jumped from and call out their lovers name. Huh? I don't believe in all this I am in love of this place cause it's my home, there are some pristine

He gently smiled at her and murmured his last goodbye. “I will always love you. ‘Til death do us part," he whispered as tears started falling down on his cheeks. He spared a glance on the white bed placed several meters away from him and saw how his wolf child is peacefully sleeping. Footsteps echoed in the silent area and he tilted his head towards it. The emperor is walking towards him, his massive sword on his right hand. He breathed a sigh. Perhaps it’s really his destiny. “It is you who brought tragedy in your very own lives.”

Dillan sighed worried about what the future holds. "That's why it's fun. Will she catch me before she dies or will she die before she catches me" Blade touched his jaw as if deep in thought. "That's not what I'm thinking actually. Will you fall in love with her before you kill her or will you kill her before you fall in love with her?" Dillan asked, imitating Blade's actions. "Love? What's that? My heart is cursed so it's definitely impossible for me to fall in love. I can't help but think that you are watching so many dramas for someone your age" Blade glared at him and got into his car leaving Dillan speechless.

"You are planning the next few decades without knowing how to survive tomorrow!" Perhaps I expected too much. I had this beautiful romance-like pattern engraved in my head, and I was trying to force it into my kind of relationship with Ash. Amanda and her lover-slash-blood donor most likely had been together for years and still hadn't decided whether their relationship would become "eternal." Unquestionably, a life choice like this one should have been carefully thought through, not to mention that I wasn't even sure what becoming a lowborn meant...

There’s rage behind his eyes, a pressure barely held in check. He stops at the settee—his settee, I realize, a replica from the real shop—and drops into it hard. His elbows on his knees, his hands over his face. We sit in silence. He doesn’t look at me once. And when he finally lifts his head, he looks… hollow. “I’m sorry, Eloise,” he says. I open my mouth to respond— —and suddenly, I’m back. Back in Lucy’s coffee shop. The real one. Lucy’s kneeling in front of me, picking up the pieces of a shattered coffee mug.

"Love is just something that happens to us, something that comes into our lives without permission." Aphirielle had warned me about Malakar, said a god like him couldn't be capable of love, but I had shunned her off, had warned her never to speak of something like that ever again. I had believed Malakar was the one for me, but how wrong I was. Immorals didn't always get lucky with their hearts. The lucky immortals who had found the second half of their hearts were always with a human. After just a few years the humans die and leave the immoral without the other piece of their heart and soul. How cruel fate was.

“Sabbath isn't as ruthless as you think he is. Sabbath is actually a really nice boy. Sabbath was among the youngest of the Immortals and one of the most beautiful. He always loved to play around in the divine realm while all the other immortals wandered the earth. I loved seeing him, but he wasn't always the emotionally stable type. Sometimes he would suddenly start crying for no reason at all until I came by to comfort him. Sometimes he would burst into a fit of rage. Other times, he would just sit quietly, thinking. He was approached by Solis, the Immortal of the sun, who claimed she could love him more than I did, and he believed her without a second thought.

James was immersed in a deep melancholy in the living room, enveloped by a dense cloud of cigar smoke, while a bottle of liquor rested beside him. His lips still tasted of the burning kiss he had given Meg, and his mind remained immersed in the confessions they had exchanged. The love they felt for each other was undeniable, intense and true, but this was the tragedy that surrounded them. It was a forbidden love, an impossible love, destined to face innumerable barriers and challenges.

I was breathless, he always got me there. The moonlight spilled into the room and was our only way of seeing anything. The dim light was comforting and made every unexpected touch intensify. I loved the feeling of him being close to me. His words rather whispers made me feel things I never felt before. Everything about him is unique and special, I love him and I will always do. Spending time with him is all I want, I pulled him closer to me, and as he pressed my naked body, I smiled and kissed him, he opened his mouth to make the kiss, even more, deeper, as his tongue played with mine, I moaned with satisfaction.

Even though, she couldn’t scream out the very thing she wanted to say to him at that moment. ‘I love you, Dian’ "Dian…," she moaned. "I know." He muttered in her ears as he started to move, giving her dropping long and deep strokes. He moved like a man professing love to his woman, like he couldn’t get enough of her, like he was making love to her for the first time and the last time all at once. Each thrust was more passionate than every one he had given to her in the week. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.