Novel Forever Love Novels & Stories

Walking deeper into the library to find a perfect hiding place where Ed wouldn't see her. She walked out of their class when he was busy with his friends, so she had the library for herself, for just a few minutes though. She sat down on the floor, kept her bag and she quickly dung on her food. A book on the shelf near her was pink in color, so it caught her eye. She picked it up and read out the name. "Wrongly Loved or Loved Wrongly." A novel? Books were her second friend after mom, she'll read anything or everything that caught her eye.

I stood up, placing my feet on the cold, titled floor. "One million dollars!" I stumbled and sat back on the bed. Say what! "What did you say?" He nodded. "One million dollars. You marry me for a period of two years on paper. No sex, no love." I leaned in closer over the bed, my face almost to his, my eyes wide. "Go on." "All you need to do is be my contract wife and my secretary. I know you can do that much since you were once a secretary." "How do you know that?"

They made love until dawn, slow and tender, a celebration of their new beginning. And for the first time in her life, Isabella allowed herself to believe in forever.

“But for now… this is ours.” Her hands rested on my chest, fingers tracing the lines of my jacket. “Yours and mine,” she whispered. I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat. “Forever,” I said. And under the canopy of the night, with the city sprawling beneath us and the stars above, I felt it, the sense of completion, of rightness, of love finally, fully, wholly ours again. Forever wasn’t just a word tonight. It was a promise, renewed, strengthened, and unbreakable.

Maybe, here in this house by the sea, they could carve out a different kind of forever. A forever where love was stronger than blood. Where promises meant more than power. Where a mafia king could fall to his knees for the reckless, beautiful girl who taught him to feel again. And stay there, grateful, for the rest of his life. ---

Something permanent. Love didn’t always come wrapped in light. Sometimes, it bled. But in that room, with his arms around me, I believed,for the first time in forever,that I wasn’t broken. I was claimed. Fiercely. Entirely. And for now, that was enough.

Forever. "You never tell me anything, Pumpkin. Do you love me now?" He held his breath as he awaited my reply. I smiled, making up my mind. This was already the right time. "Yes. I love you, too, Cali. I loved you before and I love you now. I will love you forever. There is no one else other than you." His eyebrows formed a straight line. "Before?" "When we were married. I love you already. I haven't told you about it because you don't have any feelings for me. When you drop the divorce papers in front of me, I never bothered to tell you, either."

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.

I interlaced my fingers through his hand and as soon as his hand took mine, Dallas tried to explain. Forever. The word was so serious, just by itself but the idea of us forever made my heart quicken, quicker than I could manage it, quicker than I could ever handle it. Forever meant the entirety of the world, the stick by your side if I fall, never leave the other's side, cry, laugh, smile together. Forever meant my favorite things, feeling the world around us with him. And he was my best friend, and the one I loved the most as I looked over at him. He unified our words together, he cherished our conversations as I closed my eyes lightly, reminiscing about opening the envelope seeing our love

Felicia's eyes were bloodshot, and her palm was cut open, with blood dripping down her wrist. "I told you I'd take care of you," said Connor, taking a deep breath, afraid to agitate her further. "But you're already married!" Connor said, "I've told Anne. I'll transfer this house to your name." Felicia replied, "But I don't want the house. I want you. Connor, I just want to be with you." Crying, Felicia leaned in to kiss him. "Have you forgotten? You promised to marry me, to give me the grandest wedding. You said you'd become my family, protect me forever, and never let me be hurt again. Did you forget all that?"