The Land Of Sweet Forever Novels & Stories

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"Love, love! Who can know the ways of the heart? Love is so high that it can't be touched, so deep that you can't get under it, so wide that you can't get around it. Love is eternal!" The end

Fully. Forever.

Building a life. On this land. In this silence. Forever.

Complete. Forever. ~~~~~~ Guys, don't leave without reading the last note. It is important 😊

It's Us. Forever and Always.

“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.

Her body became static, and she was in a trance from which she could not escape. Out of Mia's field of vision, Esteban and his new girlfriend were approaching Ivan to celebrate the night's victory. It was the last race, and Esteban had won, which meant another semester at his university was secure. The boy was so happy that he didn't notice Mia's presence until Sara herself greeted him with a slap.

Now, I have a hard work to do. I come behind her and hug her tightly, her body tenses but after she feels relaxed. We stay like this for a moment without uttering a word. After that, her hands touch mine and I say "So sorry Nana, I didn't mean it, please. Can you forgive me?" And tears fell down. She turns to me and say "Oh, my sweatheart! I love you so much." "And I love more." I say. In that moment, my phone rings and It is Selly.

The tiny, folded slip of paper , Ethan Grant’s phone number , had become my personal religion. For fourteen agonizing days, it had lived tucked deep inside the stitching of my uniform apron, a burning coal against my skin. Two weeks. I had survived two weeks of perfect silence, two weeks of scrubbing floors and polishing secrets, pretending the warm pressure of his lips on my cheek had been nothing but a fever dream.