Now And Forever By Susane Colasanti Novels & Stories

No more endings. Just forever.

We'd found our way home to each other while this time nothing would tear us apart again. Forever started now. THE END

Better brace myself for the next heartbreak and lost. Florian was already done showering when I got back home. He's lounging at the long sofa, his head leaning on the armrest of the couch while his eyes were shut tightly. But he's awake, I can feel it. The way his forehead and brows were crumpled together, he must be mentally exploring the newly recovered memories of himself.W

Quiet solidarity suffused her presence. Savannah gently touched Colton’s face. “She knows you,” she whispered. “She knows my voice.” He nodded against her cheek. “We’re not ghosts anymore.” They stayed there, breathing in the hush of personal triumph. Overlapping heartbeats wove a tapestry that stretched across the nursery’s walls. *** Night descended across the compound in gentle hushes, windows dark with rain-splattered glass. Inside, Savannah lay beside Colton in their reclaimed bedroom. The bed smelled faintly of lavender and linen-soft regrets.

CASSANDRA The pulsing between my thighs just won’t go away. It’s been there since my lesson yesterday with Rhett, along with a tingling sensation like I’ve been transformed into a bubbling can of lemon seltzer. I press my legs together as I lounge on the green velvet chaise in my room. I’m reading a book Clarisse brought me from the outside world. It’s a romance novel entitledBuilt from Stoneabout a girl who goes hiking and gets caught in a storm, only to be rescued by a rough mountain man who takes her home to his cabin where…thingshappen.

I thought I was being noble, but the promise became my prison. Present Day Claire leans in closer now, as she sits beside me in the present. "You have not forgotten, right?" Her voice is all sugar and venom. I stared at her hand, the perfectly manicured nails, the forced sweetness of her smile; everything felt strained, artificial, emphasizing her manipulative control over each of my actions. After years of manipulated guilt, her touch, which had once been comforting, had become intrusive and suffocating, and was suddenly unbearable. A new determination was finally formed. I could feel it forming now: a stubborn refusal to stay trapped. I wanted to be free of the emotional bonds of my guilt

Chapter 17: Chaos Morning sunlight streamed through the tall windows of Ethan’s penthouse, its warmth doing little to thaw the tension lingering from the night before. Olivia stirred on the sleek leather sofa, groaning as reality sank in. The events of the past twelve hours replayed in her mind like a chaotic film reel, Sienna’s dramatic intrusion, the scandalous headlines, and Ethan’s searing kiss that still tingled on her lips.

If I’ve learned anything, it’s to hold on and never give up because if you hold on long enough, you just might get the life you always wanted. THE END Nalani and Julian’s story may be over, but Irina’s story has just begun in book 2, Coveted But Unseen.