My Forever Darling Novels & Stories

Without his note, I'd have thought it was spilled ink. It had a note too. [June XX, 20XX. Forever Lost My Love. I got what I deserved.]

"Stop messing around, Milton. You pursued me for three years, and we lived together for seven. Ten years is a long time. I know you're angry because of my mistake. I really know I was wrong." As she spoke, she put on a deeply affectionate expression. "You spent three years making me fall for you, so I'll do the same for ten years, until you forgive me. My love for you is real. I'll love you forever!" Listening to her promises right in front of me made my stomach churn with disgust. Maybe someone else could forgive her. Maybe someone else would still give her a chance after she carried another man's child. But that person would never be me. "I said this before. If either of us chose betrayal,

Zack asks baffled. Zack takes his hand to his cheek, perplexed about what I did. I look daggers at him. I do not care if he talked to Jareth or gave Grandma my address, I am sick of him wanting to force me to kiss him, wishing Leopold was dead was just the straw that broke the camels back. Zack is my first love, I can not deny that, but Leopold is my forever love, the one that will last for the rest of my life and I won’t allow Zack or anyone else to wish him dead.

Everyone praised him, and our married life had always been good. Jared was handsome, tall, and an incredibly caring husband. He'd make me breakfast, bring me little surprises after work, and always plan something special for anniversaries—flowers, candlelit dinners, moonlit walks. We had a life filled with beautiful memories. It felt like a perfect dream. But then, Charlotte came back. Everything had changed since then. Jared's first love, freshly divorced and struggling, returned to town with her daughter. I felt sympathy for her, so every time Jared went to help her out, I supported him.

Even though I couldn't have her, it was enough that I could glance at her from a distance. Yet later, I gradually realized that Luna seemed like a fine choice, too. She was attentive and dynamic. She never threw a tantrum and even did everything by herself in the decoration of our new house. At night, she lay on my shoulder and thought of our future lives. She told me that judging by how this year was the ninth year she had loved me, it proved that our relationship could last forever.

she countered. " Am I the target...." I couldn't finish my statement when she pulled the trigger, I closed my eyes waiting for the pain but instead of pain an explosion shook my apartment, my eyes flew open only to see her laughing, red flower petals were raining down on me, messing up my room, I looked up on time to see something dropping from the chandelier, that was never in my room before, " will you do me the honor of being my forever?" Was writing on the banner with red ink.

It felt wrong, but I was curious about his point of view. “Baby girl, if your journal is a novel, what would the title be?” His question made me think about it. If it was a novel, what should I call it? My Angel and My Devil? No.. It didn't sound right. Suddenly a title clicked in my mind. I turned to him and said, “My Always, My Forever.” He nodded as if he understood the reason behind my choice of title. “Since I’m married to you, I’m your forever, and Rai is your always?” he voiced his thought.

Forever doesn't exist. But with you, I'm willing to prove them wrong. "After all this time?" Dumbledore asked, stupefied as Snape's memories and buried feelings slowly unfold right in front of his eyes. "Always," he answered. Always. Constant. Never changing. Like my feelings for you.

The Brown Empire was coveted by many, and this led Mia to mature overnight. She stopped thinking about trivial things that had worried her until that morning. She almost laughed when she saw a message from her ex-boyfriend on her cell phone. She used to yearn for that to happen, but now it didn't matter to her anymore. She no longer wanted to be his girlfriend when she had to be another man's wife. A man who had embraced her, trying to hold her up so that she wouldn't fall. It was as if he didn't want her to suffer, but in the end, nothing mattered anymore. The past was buried, and now the future of her surname was all that mattered to her.

I had only taken a few steps forward when Derek caught hold of my arm. "Sienna, I'll take you on a trip overseas once my schedule frees up. I know you're sad about us not celebrating our wedding anniversary this year. Just be a bit more patient. I'll definitely keep my promise." I was forced to stop and look into his eyes. However, Derek kept his arm around Ivy's shoulders and proceeded to whisper something next to her ear. They made such a lovely pair as they walked away side by side next to each other. My heart had already been ripped into pieces. I felt nothing even as I looked at those two now.