Young Forever Novels & Stories

They could only keep moving forward without looking back. Orion watched them leave, not shedding a single tear. Pharaoh knelt beside Orion, speaking to him with patience. "What do you want to do, grandson? Do you want to go out and play, or would you like to start school?" At five years old, children in the Yaren Tribe were usually finishing their last year of kindergarten and preparing to enter the first grade. But because of his health, Orion had not had the chance to attend school. Like most kids, he longed for playmates and the experience of school.

he asked. ​I smiled, pulling the covers over us as the sounds of our young pups waking up began to echo faintly from down the hall. ​"Forever isn't long enough, Kaelen. But it's a good start." ​.

Their push had placed her in this position. On her first day, the news spread quickly through the circles—TruVision had a young, beautiful new CEO. At that time, Cole was with his friends, drinking in a lounge in the largest club in Rochernia. Word had gotten around that Jaycie, after finding out about his plans to marry someone else, had broken up with him in anger. No one paid much attention to it.

"But you're going to lose this time. Nancy's already eight. She has a say about who she wants to live with." Nancy hid behind Vivian, and the way she looked at me was distant and cold. She didn't even hesitate when she said, "I want to live with Mom and Jason." I suddenly thought of the video Jason Reed had sent me the night before. Apparently, they celebrated New Year's Day early and already had dinner together. With how happy they looked, they were like a real family of three. At the table, Nancy had frowned and said, "This is all Dad's fault! He makes us celebrate New Year's Day early every year."

He leans against the counter across from me. His eyes hold mine. “Only if you’re brave enough to let someone see the parts of you that can break.” I frown. “That doesn’t sound comforting.” He smiles sadly. “It’s the only kind of love that lasts.” There’s something in his voice. Something unsteady. “Dad?” I whisper. He reaches out and squeezes my hand. “I want you to have more than I did,” he says. “More freedom. More truth. More choices.” I laugh lightly. “You make it sound like you’re giving me a speech.”

He’d give it an hour before someone burst into tears. If Carter was honest, his eyes weren’t so much on Hayden but the little spitfire hanging on his every word. Lucy Younger wore a little black dress that somehow managed to be both modest and sexy at the same time. It showed off her toned arms and legs, and the black set off the creamy paleness of her skin. A light blush colored her cheeks, and when Hayden said something, she threw her head back and laughed.

"Big Brother Yan! Don't forget me when you get there." The young Jacyn told her with teary eyes. She was in pigtails and a princess gown. She was the princess of the Lou family. She was seven years old when he last saw her. He was thirteen. Liam was twelve. Their grandfathers were best friends since they were young, so they grew up together. They became best friends.

I hated that Mr Young doesn't seem to take me seriously. “Why did you ask me whether my feelings for you were true? I know you have said it already that I’m a kid but being a kid doesn't mean I can't have feelings for someone older than me and I’m not sure if I can get over you but I’m trying” I admitted, my feelings are out in the open, because God help me. I can't keep my mouth shut.

They saw Junaid covering the duvet over Zohan and little Zahara climbing on the other side holding her unicorn toy. "Our kids" Zoya whispered and closed the door. Sahir lovingly carried her to the other room. --- Years passed. Sahir and Zoya's kids started growing up. Zohan, Suraiyya, Zahara, and Junaid all entered the most difficult age, the teenage!

“We have a brother in California, he is out of the country presently and I think he would be the perfect person for Estera to stay with right now. She is seventeen and her eighteenth birthday is in a few months—” I heard my Aunt Sophia saying and felt a profound dread. I didn't want to be separated from her! She looked so much like my mum, and I can’t lose them both in such a short time. I have never even physically met Uncle Joshua, he was always out of the country for some adventure. He was a journalist for the National Geographic channel.