Spirits Are Forever With You Novels & Stories

This mistake of his would haunt him forever, and every single time he remembered that he had believed some silly rumors over the woman he loved, he would only hate himself a little more. Everything was on him, everything was his fault and because of that, Madison would hate him forever. She had literally told him that, and proved it with her actions too. She wasn’t ready to forgive him, not at all. Sighing, he faced the bartender who had begun to slide the shots of tequila his way. Already downing four at a go, he watched as the bartender began to open the bottles of whiskey to mix then together. ……. Katherine gulped down the whiskey in her hand, whooping in excitement and dropping the glass

"Let's toast." "To the freedom," Rahul smirked at my bracelet, concealing the tattoo. "To the darkness," I announced. Clinking our glasses together, I took a sip of my drink, chuckling and laughing at our craziness. "And to love," Kabir whispered quietly in my ear. Flaming, I bit my lower lip to control the grin spreading through my face and picked at the straw. Laughing under his breath, he faced Rahul. "Was he good with you, bookworm?"

There is even a bar in here fully stocked with different whiskies and liquors as well as glasses and an ice maker. I walk over to the bar and grab three glasses from the glass chiller and add some ice to all three before pouring the dark whiskey in. I walk back over to Trev and Grey, handing them each there drinks before Trev makes a toast. "Here's to all the men who have crossed us, and the women who have uncrossed for us. Both women of big and small, short and tall, let us drink to the dresses that will fall! The men may die, the women shall cry, let both fall to their knee's as we smile with ease," He finishes as we all swallow our glasses in one swig.

Our love story, which had begun with a single stroll and unfolded through the seasons of life, had become a symphony of love that echoed throughout eternity. And so, as the universe continued its grand symphony, we, as spirits of love, watched over our legacy, forever guiding and nurturing the hearts of those who would follow. Our love, like the stars that adorned the heavens, would forever shine brightly, illuminating the path for all who sought the transformative power of love.

**FERAL FURY PACK** Lucifer groaned as the morning sun pierced through the curtains, hitting his eyes with a harsh glare. His head throbbed, a relentless reminder of the night before. He sat up slowly, his body heavy and sluggish. As he reached for his phone on the nightstand, the screen lit up with the notification of 42 missed calls—20 from Spike, 20 from Mikhail, and two from Viktor. He sighed, his mind hazy as the events of last night slowly resurfaced. Two bottles of *Everclear*, notorious for its 100% alcohol content, had been more than enough to knock him out. He wondered how he’d managed to fall so deep into the bottle, completely losing himself in the process.

Ashby teases, shooting me a playful wink. I roll my eyes, "Very funny." Summoning a waiter, we place our orders – a bottle of whiskey, vodka, gin, and rum, a symphony of spirits to fuel the night. Water is ordered for Ashby, who, in a fleeting commitment to health, claims to be on a diet. The vibrant scene around us continues to unfold, a tableau of desire, laughter, and camaraderie against the backdrop of the club's dynamic ambiance.

It felt wrong, but I was curious about his point of view. “Baby girl, if your journal is a novel, what would the title be?” His question made me think about it. If it was a novel, what should I call it? My Angel and My Devil? No.. It didn't sound right. Suddenly a title clicked in my mind. I turned to him and said, “My Always, My Forever.” He nodded as if he understood the reason behind my choice of title. “Since I’m married to you, I’m your forever, and Rai is your always?” he voiced his thought.

He then expertly poured them each some champagne into crystal champagne flutes. “There are some perks to owning your own business,” he replied. He held up the glass of champagne, and she carefully clinked hers against his. “To us,” he toasted. “To us,” she repeated with a smile. The champagne tickled her nose as she took a deep sip. She assumed it was expensive, but all champagne tasted alike to her. Mia walked to the huge window overlooking the strip. The lights of the city, as well as the dancing fountains, filled her vision and she stared in wonder. The strip lit up the darkness and twinkled in the night. Anything was possible in Las Vegas, and this view proved it.

She soon got her answer. “Is this more important??? Is this really the important thing you were thinking about??” Elaine glanced at the soju cup in his hand and the one that was filled for her. “You have to take break once in a while girl..Just think it as the advance welcome party.” Although Yuri said that he seemed to be the one enjoying more. “You can’t go around drinking in broad daylight.” Elaine sat down in front of him sighing. “It’s already five stupid..It’s not day anymore.” Yuri answered drinking another glass in one shot. “Do you know I am normally a cool and calm person.”

taking a bite of the food "So how have you been, you scared me that night" taking a glass of wine "I am sorry, I needed someone to talk to that night and you came to mind" she replied looking deep into his eyes "am glad you called that night, it meant so much to me but I still want to ask a question" "What is that," she asked drinking water "This question has been bothering me a lot, why did you break up with me before" How will she put the fact that she broke up with him cause of their age differences "it doesn't matter again, we are together now"