Novel & Cerita The Eternal Love Of Dream

They had expelled much of their energy, and all that was left was sweet, sexy little pecks on the lips. She didn’t want to be apart from him. Not ever. She wanted to stay there for eternity with him, just kissing and making love, pretending that the rest of the world didn’t exist. Pretending that everything was fine. Making believe that the mob wasn’t after her and that there wasn’t an ever-present danger everywhere else in the world besides the ranch and in that trailer with Dylan.

"Don't be afraid my sweetheart. I am your friend, people call me Dolly" "Step back, go.... go away!".she got brood. "Ok fine, Listen to me" before he came closer she threw ice cream on his face. in reflex, it step back and Sarah got a chance to close the window. "Listen to me, dear" He smiled while cleaning his face and start tapping on the window giving it a musical rhythm. Due to the closed window voice came slow but it was obvious he was singing a song.

He remembered his ex girlfriend who left him after collecting some huge amount of money from him despite her sweet words and care. "Love is not existing anywhere"he muttered Though, he loves Linda but his ego and experience won't let him go for him.

It seemed like a wishing card, she guessed. "What is that?" She curiously questioned. Dong-hyun followed her pointed finger and tilted his head to the bedside table. "Oh, this wish card. One of my old friends sent this card in the morning, he wished me good health. I was surprised seeing this card, I thought he was running his underworld business. Who knew that he would recall me," he picked up the small card. "Health, eh?" He sighed miserably while looking down at his stiff legs. "What's the point of wishing when you know you will never walk again in the rest of your life?"

She gasp and take my hand in hers and cure it immediately chanting a spell. “I was dreaming about my Ethan”, she tells dreamily making me slap her hand off my now cured one. Ethan? now who is this?, I ask her annoyed rolling my eyes. She hold her heart dramatically and gasp “he is prince of hell....., king of my dreams”, she tells blushing making me scoff. “Whatever, send this flowers now am going to sleep”, I tell her handing red roses to her. “Are you sure, these are red... made if your blood”, she asks frowning.

I guess, eternal love is not a thing, just temporary love, as normal life is short, and you must live it to the fullest. THE END

‎ ‎The song swelled, not of endings but of beginnings. ‎ ‎Eternity spoke one truth, simple and vast: ‎ ‎“Love is the only eternal thing.” ‎ ‎The light flared, not blinding but welcoming, wrapping around every soul, every possibility. ‎ ‎And in that light, we were all one. ‎ ‎Not separate. ‎ ‎Not past. ‎ ‎Not future. ‎ ‎Just light. ‎ ‎Just love. ‎ ‎Just always. ‎ ‎But the story did not end with the song. ‎ ‎In the centuries that followed, the light faced its greatest test—not darkness from without, but the temptation of perfection.

“But whatever it is, it won’t be a contract.” Elena squeezed his fingers. “Good.” They stood together as the sky shifted colors, the world turning slowly, patiently. For the first time, love didn’t feel like a deal to survive. It felt like a place to rest. And in his arms—warm, steady, real—Elena understood something profound: Eternity wasn’t about promises shouted to the world. It was about choosing, again and again, to stay. — END —

“Forever.” They made love as the moon returned to normal, slow and deep, whispering promises and future dreams. The bond sang complete—redemption, passion, and eternity sealed under the stars.

Our eternal promise. And nothing would ever change it. Nothing. Ever. For all time. That was certain. That was real. That was home. And I embraced it completely. Now and always. Forever and ever. With my whole heart. My whole being. My whole soul. This was life. This was love. This was purpose. This was everything. Perfect and beautiful and absolutely, wonderfully, miraculously right. Exactly as it should be. Exactly as it would always be. Forever.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​