Never Ever Getting Back Together Novels & Stories

My Lena is finally mine again. In the past, ‎we lost each other. But now, we are back together again and our future is completely ours. No more secrets. No more pain. This time, I am never letting go no matter what. She is mine. I am hers. ‎ ‎Forever.

The initial ardor of romance tends to fade with time spent together, even to the point of complete dissolution after a decade. Though my time with Natash Yael amounted to less than a year, I never forgot her in the nearly fifteen years apart. Despite nothing ever happening between us, she became the singular regret I couldn't shake from my romantic history. Longing compelled me to decide to return home. Luckily, fate smiled upon us, and we reunited as I had hoped. However, I had already forfeited the right and position to love her. Jaclyn Dills will never know how envious I am of him. There was even a time when I thought I had a chance to spend the rest of my days with her. I told myself I d

I listened never interrupting, the tears I was trying so hard to hold in came flowing down, my heart aches in so much pain, I never would have guessed he had it this bad, I felt so sad for him, all I wanted was to love him with every bone in my body and make all his pain go away but I fear he would never be mine and I would never be his, he walks up to me, wiping off the tears from my face and hugs me, he is hugging me like he is saying goodbye, I pull away and stare at him,

Memories flooded in all at once, cruel and uninvited. Regina. That reckless and Cruel.. . Twisting things just to make Seth beg. Not caring what might happen to him, not caring who got hurt. Leaving without looking back. And now, after all these years… she was back. For what? Seth’s expression hardened further, seriousness settling into his features like a final verdict. “Regina and I are getting back together” , he signed. My chest constricted painfully. “She’s coming back to launch her career here. We decided to work things out and get back together.”

“Au contraire, it’s fake! I mean, I like him, that’s not fake, but it’s not like he’s the only guy left in the world, right? I don’t shackle myself dead to no man.” “But you two had this public show of getting back together, right?” “Oh, that was because I got into trouble and got mixed up in a scandal. So he made this big show claiming we’re dating to help me out of that poo. But really? Getting back together? I’m not the kind who would go back with her ex! We are never, ever, ever, getting back together!”

Every second is like a living hell for me now. After what feels like an eternity, Mr. Ramirez finally speaks up, “When were you two back together again?” “We…we are not back together yet.” I mutter lowly. “I really want to have your blessing this time. I know he’s my stepbrother and this is ethically not OK. I also remember every word you said to me three years ago. But…we’ve tried being apart and it just didn’t work. We can only be together. And there’s no other ways.”

Lincoln slowly turned back toward me, stunned. “You just proved exactly how little you think of me,” I continued. “Even now.” I stepped closer, my voice firm and clear. “So listen carefully, because this is the last time I will ever say it.” I looked straight into his eyes. “I will never, ever, ever get back together with you, even if we were fated mares. Not in this life. Not in any life. Now leave.” Lincoln stared at me like he couldn’t breathe. For once, he had no words.

And even now — especially now — we still couldn’t get enough. Still edged each other until we broke apart and came back together. Still loved like the first time.

Ryan's photographs captured the essence of fleeting moments, reminding others to embrace the beauty of the present. Together Forever was not just a love story, but a testament to the resilience of the human spirit, the transformative power of art, and the enduring impact of a love that transcends time. It was a tale of two souls who, through their shared dreams and unwavering love, had discovered the true essence of life—to live fully, love deeply, and embrace the beauty of each passing moment.

“Hey… just wanted to hear you. You don’t have to call me back. I just… I miss you. I miss us.” That last line hit something in me I wasn’t ready for. Because I missed us, too. Not the toxicity. Not the heartbreak. But the memories. The way it felt at the beginning. The idea of what we could’ve been. I didn’t want to go back. But I wasn’t ready to move forward either. So I stayed in the middle. Floating. The messages kept coming. Eventually, I agreed to see him. Not because I thought we’d get back together.