Twelve Forever Novels & Stories

I don't know if it was a dream or it did happen really when I felt a another wave of tingles run through me as a pair of lips touched my forehead and I heard a soft whisper. "I promise you won't ever cry again, my Eve. I've finally found you and I'll never let you go. Whatever the reason behind your tears are, I'll make sure to find out and this will be the last time they fall from your beautiful eyes. I'll keep my promise I made to you all those years ago. Sweet dreams, my Minnie."

I was so confused about what to do, especially since only half of my mind was thinking about anything other than his cock inside of me. He pulled up to the front of the circle drive in front of the aging plaster pillars that stood guard outside the front door. The house was an old mansion from the 1800’s which had been renovated numerous times, but the sorority had decided to keep its pre-civil war look. I gave Tim a quick kiss before getting out. I needed to go up to my room and work out some of my frustrations as soon as possible because I felt like my ovaries were bruised from being worked

she said, holding a chuckle. “Whatever this thing is, this feeling you’re holding onto, let it be real. Let it lead somewhere good. Somewhere lasting. Let it lead to forever, alright?" "Forever?” she asked, raising an eyebrow while sipping her coffee. “What are you talking about?" "Jeez, you’ve really gone full-on American, haven’t you? You can’t even catch a classic Filipino joke anymore."Nelly rolled her eyes in mock exasperation, a playful grin tugging at her lips. "Let me explain it to you. ‘Forever’ is what we Filipinos say when two people fall in love and stay in love. It’s not just about being together; it’s about choosing each other every day until the very end. It’s cheesy, yes, but

No secret apology appeared between the embossed vines and doves. Just my ex-husband and my sister. Together. Forever. Starting now. On the back: a glossy photo. Chloe glowing like a toothpaste commercial in white silk. Ethan smirking in a tux that should come with a fine. Behind them, a garland read: Forever Starts Now. I laughed—sharp, unhinged, and one step from being escorted out of a Cheesecake Factory. “Forever starts now?” I told the kitchen. “Did forever start when you used my N*****x profile, Chloe?

/Even if we fight a million times over little things, We can still make it better, I meant what I said when I gave you that promise ring, That I'ma love you forever, I fall for you deeper every day, Feel it now girl more than ever, but with our type of love, forever ain't enough/ /Hey I've been searching my whole life, I'm lucky that I found you oh oh oo oh baby yeah yeah yeah forever ain't enough Ain't enough oh baby oh oh girl ain't enough/ "And I missed you more, Joy. Hey, don't cry there. Ok? Hang on."

Just like we'll promise six years from now, and six years after that, and every anniversary until the end of time. Forever. My mate. My equal. My everything.

The satellite phone in her hand pulsed with a rhythmic, golden light—the same hue as the high-level encryption codes used by the Original Twelve. "The Thirteenth Seat?" Xander’s voice was low, a jagged rasp that still carried the vibration of the Sovereign code. He stepped out of the water, his hand never leaving mine. "My father spoke of the Twelve as the limit. A perfect circle of greed. There was never a mention of a thirteenth."

“Trey pretends he doesn’t need to hear them, but he does.” “I love you both,” Zane said. “I love you both a lot. I want us to be together for a long time.” Trey looked from the rings to him. Time folded back to the night they’d become friends and more. That was the night his life began. “How long is a long time?” “Forever,” Zane swore, his eyes as blue as sun-struck sapphires. Trey smiled, reaching sideways to grasp Rebecca’s hand. “Forever will do,” he responded. THE END

"Of course, that has always been the plan," "I love you, forever, Mrs. Katherine Salvador," "I love you more, my husband, my everything," He opened his arms and I got in without hesitating, loving how perfect my life is now and knowing it would be like this for a long, long, time. The End

"Stop messing around, Milton. You pursued me for three years, and we lived together for seven. Ten years is a long time. I know you're angry because of my mistake. I really know I was wrong." As she spoke, she put on a deeply affectionate expression. "You spent three years making me fall for you, so I'll do the same for ten years, until you forgive me. My love for you is real. I'll love you forever!" Listening to her promises right in front of me made my stomach churn with disgust. Maybe someone else could forgive her. Maybe someone else would still give her a chance after she carried another man's child. But that person would never be me. "I said this before. If either of us chose betrayal,