Novel & Cerita Now And Forever By Susane Colasanti

When we pull apart, she’s smiling through tears. “Again?” she whispers. “Again,” I say. We kiss once more, soft this time. Sweet. Then I kiss Sandra’s tiny head. “Again,” I whisper to her too. The sun finally disappears. The sky turns deep indigo. Stars begin to prick through. We stand there. Arms around each other. Sandra asleep between us. The wind keeps blowing. The waves keep crashing. And for the first time in my life, forever doesn’t feel like a threat.

Chapter 1 WINTER The crystal glasses clinked softly against each other as I arranged them on the mahogany dining table, I made sure that each placement on the table were precise despite my trembling hands. I have gotten used to being reduced to as a nanny in my own home, ever since Annalise returned home six months ago, a ghost of my husband's past, his first love who had returned to reclaim what she believed was truly hers. "Winter, hurry up with those glasses," Stiles called from his seat at the head of the table, his voice harsh and cold, not familiar at all, from when he used to call my name with love and affection present in his tone.

His hands felt soo strong and manly that my head began to get filled with unholy thoughts. I swallowed hard as I then released my hand from his grip, and then placed my hand on his face as I traced the corners of his face with my fingers while studying every feature even though it was dark. His scent filled my nostrils. It was a combination of wood cologne mixed with alcohol. Get yourself together Nora, you're playing a dangerous game. A voice rang in my head as I immediately jolted backwards as if stung by a bee. Without wasting anymore time, I rose to my feet and hurried out of the room before I do something that I might actually regret.

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.

Her necklace was shaped like a key, while mine was a lock. Back when I set everything aside and followed Andrew to this unfamiliar city, he had these couple necklaces custom-made. He made me promise that only he would have the key to my heart and vowed to wear the necklace forever, just like how he'd love me forever. But now, that same necklace was on another woman. Nothing could get more ironic than that. I took mine off and handed it to Selena. "Well, mine's yours now. Looks like they do belong together." …

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.

Unbreakable. Forever.

unyielding. “It’s... finally over,” I whispered. His dark eyes softened, sharp but filled with something more. “For now,” he rasped. But even as the horizon stretched, I couldn’t shake the cold certainty... Some shadows... never die.