The Love That Never Really Dies Novels & Stories

“If you’re seeing this video, it means I’m already gone. But I need you to know—while I was alive, I loved you. Goodbye, my love. My final message.” Eliot leaned back, his eyes never leaving the camera, never leaving Ethan, as though through the lens, he could still feel their connection. “I love you, Ethan. Forever and always.” The screen went black. Ethan let out a slow, shaky breath, staring at the darkened display. Eliot’s words echoed in his mind, haunting him with a love that had outlasted even death. He thumbed over to his contacts, scrolling down until he found the name—the one name he had been battling to reach out to.

Everlasting Love is a book that talks about the undying love of Emeka for Rose who was his school mates. It shows that destiny can never be denied, even though Rose never gave him a chance to prove his love for her, Emeka was still persistent and never gave up, Rose never accepted because of the obvious different financial status quo between them. While Emeka was from a rich home, Rose was from a poor home, as a result, Rose didn't want to associate herself with Emeka in order not to be seen as a gold digger.

''I love you, Violet Vella. ''I love you too Jason Vella.'' ''Forever?'' ''-- And ever, ever.''

"This is the divorce paper between Ms. Zoe and Mr. Henry. For keeping a family of two others while still married to her, and you wouldn’t even let her be a mother, Mr. Henry, do you really think you deserve to call yourself a husband?" Henry, a powerful figure in the business world, stood trembling under Grace’s accusations, unable to respond. All he could do was stammer, his body shaking, trying to explain to Grace. "I… I do love her…” Grace sneered and shook her head. "Love? After everything you’ve done, how dare you even use that word." "I’ve said too much," Grace continued, her voice cold. "Henry, you have zero conscience." With her job done and words said, Grace turned and left without

My mate, who once desired to kill his mate, is now pouring his eternal love for me…until death do us part. The End

She slowly straddled my lap, and I took a deep breath as I felt myself hardening under her. “Your first love would be the strongest. You would feel it in your gut. You would be hurt because of it. Your first smile would be because of it, and I know that it never dies. I am not stupid, I know for fact that her dying would not change how you feel about her.” She said, gently scratching the back of my head. “But I also read somewhere that it said that true never dies, a second love comes stronger, and bigger, cradling the person and his broken pieces. You cradled me on my weakest of states when I feared my own shadow. I know that I am still afraid of a lot more than I can express, but I do have

"Mr. Lutherson, are you going after a dead man now? Trying to throw his ashes into the dump?" Christopher shuddered and stumbled a step toward me, reaching out as though he could still touch me. Disgusted, I took a step back and flung his attempt away. "Don't touch me. You're vile." The humiliation hit him full on, and he froze. His eyes turned red, and tears began to gather. "Nat, I had no idea. I…" "Of course you didn't." I picked up the wastewater bucket and turned to the staircase. "You were setting off fireworks for your first love and celebrating a win. Remember this, Christopher. You were the one who killed him." I walked away without looking back.

For the love story that had never been real. And then I would be done. Finally, completely done.