Now And Forever By Susane Colasanti Novels & Stories

Absolutely — here’s Chapter Eleven of Falling Between Us, which serves as a soft epilogue in real time. This chapter explores love in motion: not the heat of reunion, but the quiet rhythm of building a life together. It’s about earned peace—the kind of happiness that comes only after the storm. ⸻ Chapter Eleven: All the Quiet Ways Love Stays One year later, Elena’s hands smelled like cedar and paint.

And when they finally fell into place, I found a love more beautiful than anything I’d ever imagined. I found a man I adore more than anything in the world, and the bond between us burns so bright. So strong, that it’s unbreakable. THE END ******************************************* Thank you for joining me on Cal and Nessa's journey! I hope you enjoyed reading this book as much as I enjoyed writing it. My next book will be another standalone connected to the six-pack universe- keep an eye out for Cole's story: THE DENVER ALPHA, which will start releasing in early January.

I trailed off, smiling to myself. He chuckled, nuzzling closer. “We? Nicole, it’s real. You don’t have to keep reminding yourself. I’m yours now, forever.” I laughed again, feeling my chest swell with happiness, the warmth of him holding me like nothing else mattered. “Forever…” I repeated, savoring the word, the feeling, the way it made my heart flutter. Then my phone buzzed sharply on the table, the sound cutting through the quiet intimacy. I frowned, glancing at the screen. It was Zara.

Davina’s eyes glistened, her voice breaking with emotion as she whispered back: “& Forever.” In that moment, Damon and Davina were no longer fragments of a broken past. They were whole, bound by love, family, and destiny. THE END

But we weren’t meant to last forever. And what he gave me now—this token, this gesture—it wasn’t about holding on. It was about letting go the right way. — Later, when the morning picked up steam and Ursula was barking orders to the stylists like a benevolent drill sergeant, I found a moment alone on the balcony. The snow globe sat beside me, catching light in little halos. I thought about the bookstore. The cracked windows. The soft smell of old paper. The moment we both reached for the same dusty novel about stars and fate and small choices that ripple across decades.

Sam replied as she studied the photos on Audrey's phone. " You can leave now Macy" I said to her as I walked towards Audrey and Sam, curious about what they were looking at. " What are you looking at?" I asked as I got to them , while Macy walked out of the room. " Oh Nora, it's the new photos of Aiden Hart and Olivia Vegera " Audrey stated My chest tightened as soon as her words registered into my brain. " Look... aren't they the cutest couple?" Sam asked showing me the photos.

The vineyard was quiet in the early hours of dawn. Maria sat at her writing desk, the windows open to the scent of ripening grapes and the distant hum of workers preparing for the day. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard, her heart steady. She had written the final line of her second book. She titled it The Unspoken Harvest.

He slowly takes my hand, placing a light kiss as a drop of tear falls on my palm “In this life time, in the next, or the next after, no matter how many times I am to be reborn, I would love you like I have always loved you, ‘ALWAYS AND FOREVER,” he says, as he calmly drew in his last breath.

You always want what you can't have. My voice echoed through the venue, carried to every corner by the speakers. Terrence's face turned pale. He opened his mouth to explain, but I didn't give him the chance. "To you, the unattainable is always the most desirable. But once you have something, you never cherish it. Someone like you doesn't deserve to talk about love at all." In the end, Terrence walked away, looking utterly lost and broken. I thought that would be the last time our paths ever crossed in this lifetime.

The colossus shrieked, its forms shattering, but the loom fought back, threads slicing her flesh, her glow faltering, her heart racing. A final vision surged: reality reborn, the nexus a radiant dawn, her companions thriving, Jessica alive, her hollowness a beacon, their love eternal. The expanse roared, the starfield reforming, and a new star flickered, soft and golden, pulsing with a gentle promise. The colossus dissolved, Novis’s form fading, its voice a whisper: “You are the dawn, heart of the nexus.” The fracture stilled, its threat gone, but a faint pulse lingered, a reminder of eternity’s fragility.