Remember Every Moment On The Nights With You Novels & Stories

She didn't know how to break this silence. That person's voice rang out again: "I still remember your 18th birthday party. At that time, your appearance was often puffing up your mouth and showing your claws, not even letting me look you in the eye. I still remember you at that time, like a tiger cub smiling and showing its fangs. How interesting." "I don't remember those things anymore." She just wanted to sing the melody back to him. “I still remember, one summer afternoon, you were resting under the tree, at that time I thought you were sleeping so I stole a kiss on your lips.”

“Every touch, every shared moment of pleasure reminds me of the incredible journey we have walked side by side. You are my mate, my heart, my forever.” The seasons continued their graceful dance. Our days were rich with quiet contentment and bursts of passion. We made love in the golden light of autumn afternoons, in the cool shadows of spring mornings, beneath the blazing summer stars, and wrapped in winter’s cozy embrace. Each encounter deepened our connection—sometimes slow and worshipful, sometimes urgent and wild—but always filled with profound love and gratitude.

My past is healing. "I know. I've always known. I've always felt it. I've always believed it. I've always trusted it. I've always held onto it. I've never let it go. I've never stopped believing. I've never stopped hoping. I've never stopped loving you." "You've always been the only one. From the moment I met you. From the moment I saw you. From the moment I heard your voice. From the moment I felt your heart. From the moment I knew you were mine. From the moment I knew I was yours. From the moment I knew I would never love anyone else. From the moment I knew you were my everything. From the moment I knew I couldn't live without you. From the moment I knew you were my home."

“Even six hours ahead and an ocean away. I keep remembering how you tasted on that daybed. How you sounded when I was deep inside you under the stars. I’ve replayed that weekend in my head so many times I’m surprised my brain hasn’t short-circuited.” Kai’s breath hitched. He shifted on the bed, propping himself up on one elbow. “I’ve been doing the same. Every night I get into this too-big bed and wish you were here taking up most of it. I miss the way you hog the blankets but still pull me close. I miss waking up with your hand on my tattoo like it’s your anchor.”

"I missed you so fucking much. I thought you were not coming. I thought I had lost you." "I missed you too," I whispered, tilting my head to give him better access to my neck. "I missed this. I missed us." "There was never an us before," he said, pulling back just enough to look at me. "We never got to have this. But we're going to have it now. Every night. Every moment. I'm never letting you go again."

He played and taught me. Tell me where I could get, A time pass I needed, I just wanna go back from how we met, Remembering those memories, That was once sweet for me, Now it's like I'm living a nightmare. Wishing I never entertain, The way you please, melt my heart, Wishing I should have not met you, Now you're breaking a part. Why must you let me feel the moon, When you can't always be there? Leaving me in a spot you promise,

I can't stop singing, it's ringing, in my head for you My head's under water But I'm breathing fine You're crazy and I'm out of my mind 'Cause all of me Loves all of you Love your curves and all your edges All your perfect imperfections Give your all to me I'll give my all to you You're my end and my beginning Even when I lose I'm winning 'Cause I give you all of me And you give me all, all of you Give me all of you Perfect. Is all I could get out right now. This was all so perfect. I was dancing in the middle of this beautiful place, under the light of these thousand stars. And most of all, with the boy I love. He was right when he said I won't ever forget this day. Heck, I won't ever forge

I can’t stop, I can’t stop, I can’t stop! I’ll be left with nothing but memories. I’ll be with nothing. How am I supposed to cope with that? How am I supposed to accept the fact that everything we’ve been through – every night we spend together in my bed or his, every day we spend together at school, every call, every text, every smile, everything – will become a memory? How am I supposed to accept that he might not even think back on it?

Every day, you'll take them, but you must not forget. - I understand, I won't forget. You'll be late for work. - That's right, you're absolutely right. I'm leaving. See you tonight, my love.

My song rose in intensity, and Kael’s voice joined in, harmonizing with mine, deep and resonant, echoing across the night. The power surged violently, coursing through us, wrapping around our limbs and torsos, threading into our blood. I could feel him, truly feel him, every heartbeat, every pulse, every fragment of memory flooding back. The nights we had shared, the battles fought side by side, the whispered promises, the moments of laughter and pain it all came rushing back, a torrent of raw emotion that left me gasping. “Kael!” I cried, clutching his face in my hands as tears blurred my vision. “Do you remember? Everything… us?”