The Eternal Love Novels & Stories

He paused. Then he continued, "Everything in me, my heart, body and soul yearns for your touch. I want to be with you. That is what a mate's bond is all about. It consumed my waking hours. I can't stop thinking of you night and day. The feeling is intense and it never fades away," he said softly, looking at me tenderly. I shaked my head. "I think what you feel for me is purely lust..." "No, you're wrong. It goes much deeper than that. You are my fated mate, my everlasting love. No one and nothing can change that," he said lovingly, his tone filled with affection.

So I asked, “When is this forever? You know forever does come to an end sometimes.” “Okay, how about eternity?” Alpha Van asked, pinning me to the white wall. “You're mine for eternity.” My breathing hitched as his chest pressed softly and firmly against mine, heaving with every breath we took. The touch of his hands on my skin erased all my thoughts and left my brain as blank as the space we were in. “Eternity sounds even better,” I said, my gaze flicking between his eyes and lips. “I'll love you for eternity,” he said.

"No matter how I treated you before, you always forgave me. Why can't you forgive me this time?" Her last words turned into a desperate scream. This time, Carter didn't reply. When he finally spoke again, his calm gaze carried a faint sadness. "Because I've realized that I might have loved the wrong person for the past eight years." He had fallen in love with the Misty of eight years ago—not the Misty who had become unrecognizable after marriage as she grieved the loss of Zach. His words were like a dagger, cutting straight to the heart. He had ruthlessly brushed off their past eight years together.

she replied. That was right. The wedding ring symbolized their love—forever. Meanwhile, the eternity ring that Vincent had given her earlier represented exactly what it was called—eternity. Those two words were the only ones that could describe the kind of love they shared, as if it had been written in destiny. A love that even fate could not hinder, for they were truly meant to be together. Forever, and even in the afterlife—what is called eternity.

I don't want him to marry me because he is forced into this kind of agreement. "How hard am I to love, Travis?" I asked, knowing that he would not be able to answer my question because of his deep sleep. From our bed, we could hear the music coming from the other room. I only felt a little more ashamed of myself when I heard the congregational music they were playing in their room. I want to be ashamed of myself because of what happened between us. Why, Empress? When Travis invites you, will you suddenly give up and give yourself away? Fuck it, Empress! You are too weak!

“I love you too, Jace. Till death and after.” "For all eternity, my love." The end.

Not after eternity. The two embrace and then lose themselves in that soft kiss that only they know how to give each other. The smell of their skins, after eternity, seems not to fade. It's like they've always been there for each other. And with that kiss they seal that love that has transcended beyond death. Amazing, right? They look into each other's eyes as they lose themselves in each one of them, allowing themselves to be enveloped by the other. Dylan strokes his hair and wraps her hands through his strands, and thus the two are united for eternity.

“You have made me the happiest woman in the world today by agreeing to share your life with me. I promise to cherish and respect you. I promise to care for you and protect you. I promise to comfort you and encourage you. I promise to be with you for all of eternity. I promise to love you for who you are, and for who you are yet to become. I promise to be patient and to remember that all things between us are rooted in love. I promise to nurture your dreams and to help you reach them. I promise to share my whole heart with you and to remember to show you how deeply I care for you, no matter the challenges that may come our way. I promise to love you loyally and fiercely—as long as I shall liv

Felicia's eyes were bloodshot, and her palm was cut open, with blood dripping down her wrist. "I told you I'd take care of you," said Connor, taking a deep breath, afraid to agitate her further. "But you're already married!" Connor said, "I've told Anne. I'll transfer this house to your name." Felicia replied, "But I don't want the house. I want you. Connor, I just want to be with you." Crying, Felicia leaned in to kiss him. "Have you forgotten? You promised to marry me, to give me the grandest wedding. You said you'd become my family, protect me forever, and never let me be hurt again. Did you forget all that?"