Love Of Thousand Years Novels & Stories

he whispered. “Hans… You know, I’m happy! I’m really happy that I met you!… Do you know that you are the reason why I’m still alive now?” Everly chuckled lightly and continued, “It’s because of you that I managed to live for a thousand years.” Hans looked confused but he didn’t interrupt her. This made Everly smile again, “I met you a thousand years ago! You were the nightly king of the kingdom and I’m just a neglected princess before… But because of you, I felt belonged for the first time.”

" The voice was tiny and on top of her. Rolape looked up to stare at someone petite standing on the quadrangle with a beaming smile. ONE. THOUSAND. YEARS. Thank you for

I can’t … “We can’t get married, Chival. But, I know for sure, after a thousand years, our human counterpart will be married right where we are standing,” she whispered. I broke down when she added, “I love you, Chival Fear.”

he murmured in her ears. "Hmm... I would love that. But why wait forty years for it?" She chuckled. "Well, I know what a terrible dancer you are, it will take forty years for you to dance like that." Chandni tried to smack her husband but he wound her arms around her and kissed her softly on her cheek. "Hey!! Stop. You have no sense of place or time...." Chandni tried to free herself from his embrace, but in vain. "Okay I had enough of this!We are going for a looooong honeymoon and if you even utter a word about my sense of anything while we are there, I will..."

The maid nodded and walked away. Preta sighed. Dave sprang to his feet, "what did you do that for? Why scream at the maid the meal is pretty good, it did not taste bland to me." He argued. "It did to me." "Are you being serious?" "Nine solid years, our daughter Lily is still not with us. I keep waiting and hoping patiently that I will get to see her and hold her in my arms, " tears rolled down her eyes, "but all because of that evil witch, Ana we can't. Who knows how our daughter is doing? If she is okay or sick? Could she be hungry?"

Ivandor repeated as he had told him before. "You haven't really kissed that much girls though. Just Lila, Farren, Grace and Ulani. And I'm very sure you said it was the best kiss of your life when you kissed them too." "Did I? Well, you know what? This particular one supersedes all like a ratio of 2 to 100. She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in all my years of living. She has long blonde straight hair, her skin is as smooth as silk, like that of a new born baby's, her cheeks are rosy pink and she has light freckles on her pointed nose. Her voice is soft as summer rain, her eyes are the bluest I've ever seen, she like a freaking doll. Her touch gave me chills , it made the hair o

“I learned more than just that. All the knowledge packed up in this little brain could come in handy; believe me, not many know as much as I do.” “So... you love him?” I questioned, curious. “In a game of power, love does not come first; Thane knows that more than anyone, yet it is puzzling that he still chooses you.” “So you don’t love him?” I asked trying to understand her. “He is not bad to look at, I can admit it, but love is not my primary focus. What do you think would happen in a hundred years? I would be alive and youthful while he would be... dull.”

she said as her tone dropped depicting her disappointment. “No, never I am never letting you go but I am not letting you see me in the state that I am at the edge of” he said trying to assure her. “But you have your back turned to me” she replied, “Nicholas I can take it, I love you” “I want to love every part of you not just some” Daria stretched her hands and touched him. Nicholas sighed deeply as she turned around to look at her, his eyes filled with need but there was something hidden under, a desire she had never seen before lurking behind his need as he desperately tried to hold back.

Love. END

“It’s just that there is such thin line between love and hate.” “Nope, not this one. No love, no line. Just pure hatred.” “Are you sure? What if what you call ‘hate’ is just a deep liking for Dominic buried in your subconscious?” Imogen asked, a teasing smile on her face. Maeve narrowed her eyes at her. “No, Imogen, just….no.” “Fine. I won’t say I told you so when it happens.” “Nothing is going to happen, Imogen. Seriously, what have you been watching?”