Love Never Dies Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Enough love to cover them like the stars above and last a lifetime. THE END

On the picture, appeared the both of us genuinely in love with each other before, up until now, and to infinity. A part of me already died three years ago. But no one seems to notice. Maybe I’m just really good at hiding. “Love recognizes no barriers, I know it is hard to remember all the gorgeous memories we had when all the wilted petals of flowers blocked the way, but the only thing that I know I could do was to love you, and love you more- like the way I did when we first laid in the same bed. You gave me a second chance to see the world again through your eyes saying that you’ve laid enough stares to the beauty of your world while in the hospital, which is me. You donated it to me think

I can clearly feel the hunger in his passionate kiss, I put my hands in his neck, he gently pulled me closer to deepen the kiss and I barely can take a breath but neither anyone of us wanted to apart our lips. He breaks the kiss, letting me breathe, we both were breathing heavily, our eyes finally met he lightly kiss me before speaking. "That's how I feel for you my elie, I love you" his words straightly hit on my heart, he not only confesses how he feels but he also gives me a new name elie. *Bang* *Bang* Before I could reply we heard peoples screaming. And running towards us. I Glance back and saw some odd-looking men are firing a gun in the air from a black SUV.

Get down, right now. "No, Caspar. I don't want to live without you," I murmured with tears in my eyes."I love you, my beloved husband." I dropped the phone and jumped down, my body felt light as I closed my eyes. It was going to be a painful death, however I'm happy that I prevented myself from dying every minute of my life by seeing Caspar loving another woman. CRASH

"Y'know, I had a really bad feeling earlier. It felt as if I was about to lose you. It was so painful… Did something happen to you?" I lowered my eyes and raised the finger that I had bandaged up on purpose. "I was preparing a gift for you earlier and cut my finger accidentally." "A gift?" He studied my wounded finger skeptically. Then, I looked straight into his eyes calmly and said, "Yeah. It's right there in the drawer. You can open it after tonight." Matthew breathed a sigh of relief and tightened his hold around me. "Babe, I think I love you more than I imagined. My heart was in so much pain and I threw up blood even when all you had was this minor injury.

Can we forget about the divorce? Carter was momentarily stunned. He hadn't expected that from Misty. If she had confessed her love for him in the past, he would have been overjoyed—perhaps even moved to tears. But now, after his patience had worn thin, all he felt was a faint sadness. He looked at her and asked, "Do you love me? What about Zach?" Misty froze, unable to respond. A flicker of disdain flashed across Carter's eyes. "Misty Lawrence, a heart has no room for two."

Not now. Some truths… are too dangerous to speak out loud. So for now, I have to ask you to trust something you cannot see. Before I can tell the truth… I have to live a lie. Just know this— No matter where I go… No matter what happens… I will always love you. And I know… in some way… you will always love Michelle. That is something I have accepted. Even if it hurts. Goodbye, John. For now. —Jasmine ⸻

I was terrified that if I did, if I shifted, or exhaled, or blinked too hard—he’d remember I wasn’t her. “Why does love feel like death?” He asked, barely a whisper, like the words hurt on the way out. I swallowed the lump forming in my throat and blinked back the sting behind my eyes. “Maybe because you’re loving the wrong person.” He exhaled sharply, like the breath had been caught in his chest for years. It wasn’t quite a laugh, and it wasn’t quite a cry. Just something broken. Something tired. “You’re not alone, Liam,” I said gently, my voice shaking even as I tried to sound sure.

" A spring breeze brushed through my hair, soft as a mother's hand. … Stanton Industries became Kirkwood Holdings. I never heard from Ryan again. He couldn't make it in Seacrest. No job. No money. He changed his name and moved somewhere far away. Alone with a kid. I imagine things aren't going well for him. And Emily? Who knows how many years until she gets out. By then, I'll have everything locked down. She can try to fight me if she wants. She'll lose. We met as children. We knew each other as teenagers. We were in a relationship for ten years. And now it's all gone. Love withered in spring; what grows in its wake is my rebirth.

“I hate it when you cry.” “Then don’t fucking die on me. Please.” His eyes soften, storm-gray dim but warm. “Do you know I’ve loved you since that night at the club?” he whispers. “And I’m happy even if I die now because you won’t be alone—there’ll be a token of my love for you to carry.” I’m sobbing loudly now, rubbing his hands to keep them warm. “You’re not dying. Don’t you dare die on me. I haven’t told you I love you yet.”