Love You For Eternity Novels & Stories

he cheeses and draws his face closer, locking his lips with mine. “I love you, Asher” I whisper with a cold voice. A broad smile encases my face and I can’t hold myself back but live in the moment. He doesn’t speak further but joins me fully on the bed. His hand is still holding my face while we stare at each other passionately. Right now, my body is effortlessly covered with goosebumps. A sparrowing joy of having him to myself. Mine and mine alone. “Love is the emblem of eternity; it confounds all notion of time; effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear of an end.” He whispers and kisses me… THE END

"How can I protect you when you make it impossible? I have sacrificed everything for our 'forever'—for this damned eternity!" This damned eternity. That’s what our love had become to him. "If our eternity is a curse," I said, my voice dangerously quiet as I met his furious gaze, "then I don't want it." "What?" "I want to break our bond." The words hit the room like a bomb. Dorian's face went white with rage. He slammed his fist into the stone table beside him. The solid marble shattered. "What did you just say?" His voice was a low growl. He lunged, his hands gripping my shoulders like steel bands. "Say. It. Again."

everything we will be, forever, for eternity, until the end of time, for everything we have, everything we don't have, everything we will have, if we want, if we dare, if we believe, if we hope, if we love." Lola looks at me, she looks at me with her big eyes that are hers, that are Marcus's, that are Viviane's, that are those of this family we are building, stone by stone, day after day, hope after hope, forgiveness after forgiveness, love after love, and she says to me, in a voice that is nothing more than a whisper, a voice that comes from somewhere inside her she had never explored, a child's voice, a voice that is afraid, a voice that is in pain, a voice that hopes, a voice that believ

His wet and tight throat engulfed my throbbing dick, his hands were holding me down, I was high on lust, high on love until I shattered and he won't stop milking me. "Durwin, love... enough..." I was breathless, I need to calm down, but he was not letting me, as his words lulled me, his love surge throughout my body, he was taking me to another high. His eagerness to love me was so great that he was sucking me harder, his licks were deeper and harder as he prepared my body for him. "Never, I could never love you enough.. not in this lifetime. Remember me, my love, remember us, I will love you... for eternity..."

“Only that eternity won’t be enough time to show how much I love you.” “Well, that settles it then,” Emma proclaimed with a playful glimmer in her eye. “We’ll just have to make eternity last forever.”

The words were simple, yet they held the weight of a lifetime of love and devotion. "I love you too, forever and eternity," she replied, her voice filled with a quiet certainty. The words echoed the promise she had made to herself years ago, a promise that had finally come to fruition. He kissed her again, passionately, deeply. And with that, their bodies tangled once more in a dance of love—giving, taking, claiming—until there was nothing left between them but pure, unfiltered desire. It was a moment of pure ecstasy, a celebration of their love, a testament to the enduring power of their connection.

Her kiss felt like a symbol of the eternal love and bond that they shared. “Can you promise that we’ll be together forever, Garin? That even after death, we’ll find each other in Harlem and be together for all eternity?” Hannah asked. “I wouldn’t have it any other way, Hannah. I promise you that our love will live forever, in the physical world and the Nether realm. We will love each other for every lifetime, every generation and nothing will ever break us apart. I swear it,” He said. “I swear it as well,” Hannah said and they sealed their promise with another kiss and let the night swallow them in its calm and peace as they engaged in the sharing of skin and the passion found within.

Thomas asked, his arm tight around my waist. "The sacrifice," Mr Blake said, his voice filled with awe. "Serenity, you were willing to die for Thomas. A selfless act of love, freely given." "I don't understand," I said, still staring at the frozen bullet. "In every lifetime, Margaret's hatred has been the driving force," Mr Blake explained. "Her obsession, her need for revenge. But love, true, selfless love, is stronger than hate. It breaks the bonds that obsession creates." I felt something warm spreading through my chest, a sensation I'd never experienced before. It was as if all the love Thomas and I had shared across multiple lifetimes was finally breaking free, no longer trapped by the

Love is scarce, mine is abundant. Life is short, eternity is not. Take my hand, let our eternities merge. I look within me, and my heart is black. I see through you, yours is not. I want to paint it black. I want to paint it black. Join your hand with mine in this dance. Our eternity will unite. The sway of our bodies, our locked gazes, is the little understanding for those around us. I don't care about the fall; I want you with me.

Our love story, which had begun with a single stroll and unfolded through the seasons of life, had become a symphony of love that echoed throughout eternity. And so, as the universe continued its grand symphony, we, as spirits of love, watched over our legacy, forever guiding and nurturing the hearts of those who would follow. Our love, like the stars that adorned the heavens, would forever shine brightly, illuminating the path for all who sought the transformative power of love.