We Could Live For A Thousand Years Novels & Stories

For three years, she was just his transparent, obedient wife. He never knew that the girl who saved him from the raging ocean—and gave up her Olympic dream to marry him—was the very woman he just divorced.

Anne, eight years old, is caught in a hunter's trap in a dangerous jungle after an unexpected incident. Anne also met a strange mute boy at this time. He saves Anne from the pit after she assists him in stopping the bleeding and healing the wound. The two children spent the days that followed living together in a cave deep in the forest. But Anne missed home, her parents and sister, so she left. Ten years later, the two re-confront each other under new identities. He appeared and reached out to save Anne at her lowest point. When love blossomed, Anne realized the boy that year had become the werewolf king. But someone said he wanted to attack humans, so he took advantage of Anne, whom he didn't love. Anne believes, so she chooses to side with her fellow man and abandon him again. This time, he was seriously injured and nearly died. Anne is deeply sorry. Will everything, however, be completed on time?

Story 1: "Make a wish," He asked her. "I want to die." She replied without hesitation. He was the only one who could save her, and she was the only one who could see him and bring him back to life. Story 2: after so many years, a message arrived for a reunion of the whole batch. everyone was excited except those two hearts, twisted and anxious. But little did they know it was going to be a new beginning for the two of them as they would finally fall in love all over again...

"I want you... right here... right now." I breathed. His lips hovered over mine, his breath mingling with my own as he spoke. "Once I start, there's no turning back." I swallowed hard and nodded. My gaze dropped to his lips, full and tempting. I watched, craving, as his tongue swept across his bottom lip "How could I possibly want you to stop when my body is aching for your touch?" The words slipped before I could stop them. For a second, I thought he would push me away again, but then something in him snapped. His lips inched closer to mine, and his fingers lightly stroked my cleavage. The touch made my breasts push higher against my dress, my nipples tightening, my chest heaving as my heartbeat raced. It was all getting too intense, and I was tempted to run and pretend this never happened. But the ache between my legs was too strong to ignore. I wasn’t about to let this moment slip away. “Kiss me," I whispered, pressing my body closer to his in a slow, seductive tease. “Make me forget him....” A dark and intense forbidden love story about a good girl gone bad, Clairessa Hartwood thought she had it all—until heartbreak drove her to revenge. After catching her boyfriend, Adrian Storm, cheating, she seduces his powerful father, Gabriel Storm, while withholding the truth about her previous relationship with his son. Gabriel finally gives in, and they begin a passionate affair, even as Adrian tries to win Clairessa back. Clairessa wants more from the relationship, but Gabriel, still haunted by past betrayals, refuses to commit and ultimately breaks things off. Clairessa navigates heartbreak, desire, and love, she finds herself trapped in a dangerous love triangle between father and son.

The mystery of love is greater than the mystery of death.~Oscar Wilde~Adoration is not profound enough a word to express the depth of my love for her. From the moment she walked into my life and set my heart and soul on fire, not a day's gone by that she hasn't plagued my every thought.We were each other's completion. She was everything I wasn't--the sigh to my roar, the virtue to my sin, the cure to my wounds.We Were One.Until the unthinkable happened.That I've survived such a tragedy without having completely lost it, is a mystery in itself. But as my mind starts to blur the lines between reality and my delusional heart, I begin to question everything, including my sanity.And then the real mystery begins . . .Author's note: We Were One is an alternate POV to Girl In The Mirror but both books can be read as stand alones without the need to read the other to follow along!We Were One is created by Elizabeth Reyes, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

One scholarship. Two hearts. A love that never got its chance. Maya came to university with nothing but ambition and a way out of poverty. She didn’t expect Ethan—the boy who challenged her, understood her… and slowly became everything to her. But love doesn’t survive where lies live. When Maya is forced to leave, the distance becomes a weapon. Betrayed by the people they trusted most, everything between them shatters. And by the time she fights her way back, Ethan has already moved on. Now he belongs to someone else. And Maya isn’t the same girl he left behind. Caught between the past that still burns and the present that refuses to wait, they must face the truth: Some love stories don’t end. They just become the ones we almost had.

My boyfriend, Sam Gibson, had a childhood best friend named Tina Lincoln. She was a star medical student. On the day Sam and I were supposed to get our marriage license, Tina took one look at the tight top I was wearing and flat-out claimed I had been sleeping around for years. She pointed at my chest with obvious disgust. “If men hadn’t been all over you, there’s no way your breasts would be this big.” Sam believed her completely. He started cursing at me, calling me a slut who had sleep with anyone, and refused to go through with the marriage license. I tried over and over to explain, but Tina just sneered at me. “People may be more open-minded these days, but that doesn’t mean you can sell your body and make your chest that big.” She used me as some kind of “example,” started a livestream to lecture people online, and exposed all my personal information. After that, strangers kept sending me disgusting, harassing messages, asking how much I charged for a night. Some even followed me and tried to force themselves on me. I begged her to clear things up for me, but she just shrugged and said, “If you never did that kind of thing, why would people be asking you?” In the end, I was assaulted and killed. And she went on to become a nationally famous influencer doctor, gaining fame and money at the same time. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I was supposed to get my marriage license with Sam.

"my Lia is young and innocent she is just 18 year old. She hasn't seen the cruelties of this world. I can't die, leaving her alone. " , he hates the idea of starting his only daughter alone."I know my friend that's way ,My son is 28 old-year-old and perfect age to marry, I want your permission to marry my son, Andreas, to your Daughter, Lia Miller, she is young but my son will take good care of your daughter don't worry "Was the decision taken by Andreas and miller parents with out asking them , tieing them in a forced marriage , was any good??What happens when the most famous CEO come's to know that he is tied up in a arrange marriage , with a young innocent teenager??

I married a guy thirty-two years older than I am. Reason? Money. We got divorced, I got all his money and became the city's richest person. Just when my luck was starting to turn, I was hit with devastating news. My ex died. Drowned, they said. The cops think I'm the killer.

On the day I was supposed to get engaged to my childhood sweetheart, Noah Pratt, I escaped. As I flew out of the country, I deleted all forms of contact with him. Six years later, I had to return to oversee the moving of my parents’ graves. At the entrance to the cemetery, I bumped right into Noah. He gripped my wrist while gazing at me with red-rimmed eyes. “Why did you run away?” he asked. He had grown very thin. Heavy bags were under his eyes. It was as if haunting dreams had plagued his nights. “Because I didn’t want to marry someone I didn’t love,” I replied. He swayed on his feet as if the rug had been swept from under him. “Is there anything else?” I asked. But he remained silent. I waited patiently before walking past him. I had not lied. Indeed, I had burned out that love for him in the first three years I spent overseas.