We Were Meant For So Much More Novels & Stories

He snapped a selfie and typed something in. When he gave it back, I nearly blacked out. His selfie filled the whole screen, and the caption was, "The Most, Most, Most Handsome Elijah!" Clearly, someone here had more self-confidence than I did.

“I didn’t mean any of it.” I nod, letting the silence stretch again. Letting the wound reopen. “It broke something in me, James. You were all I had in this shitty world.” His voice is quiet. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t really understand that I guess.” “I just wanted us to be enough,” I say, not for the first time. “We were,” he says, “but things have changed… for both of us.” I lean toward the fire, letting the warmth lick up my arms. “We had plans. Stupid ones maybe, but they were ours. But you are right. Life changes. We could never be what we really wanted, could we?”

We are more than soulmates. What we are, is INFINITE. We are infinite, and with that power, we will shape our future. Together. THE END

I told him after this little one we can have one more and that's it, he is getting fixed after that. "You were meant for me." He pecked my lips. I pulled him into a kiss, "I've always been, Meant for you." Life for us got messy, we suffered so much. But we got the rainbow after the storm.

Remember how many differences we had before, but we sorted them out, right? We can fix this... we can fix us... please... don't give up on me now. Don't worry Erica nothing like that will ever happe ... I will live exactly the way I did before you alone like always....after all I love you...but I don't want to live with you now ...I understood this I am meant to be alone just like before me and my business are enough for eachother..it was my mistake that I thought I can also live a normal life.......but now I understood....and I am not forget it .

But the weight of what we had gained was far heavier. “We’re not done yet,” I said, turning to the pack, my voice firm, my heart full. “We’ve rebuilt our future, but it’s not just about us. It’s about all of us. The bonds we forge here will last longer than any prophecy. Longer than any curse. Because we choose them.”

Except the future that's waiting. Except the peace we've found. Except the love we've earned. Except the life we deserve. Except the home we've made.

The letter said: Dear Liam, Happy birthday to you!!!! You have always been there for me ever since we were young and even if Melissa and the others bully me. You are the best friend I ever had, and I am grateful for that. I am so thankful that I could be friends with you since we were young. The reason I am writing this letter to you is because I wanted to tell you that I love you more than a friend. I hope that you feel the same as what I feel for you. I wanted to tell you this, hoping that we can be together. I love the way you smile at me, especially the dimples. Finally, Happy Birthday to my Liam. Love,

It was an unspoken agreement. They both knew that sex was the only possible outcome after their talk. If they were completely honest they would admit it was the only thing they really wanted now anyway. Both knew that they had accomplished nothing in their talk. They had avoided all the issues they needed to talk about but neither cared. Their bodies craved the other and who were they to deny what they both needed the most.

He could not remember the day he felt happier and more alive than today. "Where are you going?" Rebecca sounded alarmed. "It's late. You should rest." "You could stay the night?" She dared to say. "I missed you so much, Den, so much. It hurts the thought of not having you near me." The hug Denis engulfed her in was everything. Everything they both wanted and needed for so many years. "You hurt me a lot, Den. You broke me… but I never forgot you, and I never stopped loving you. Tomorrow I'm leaving this place, and I want to leave it with you."