A Gift Paid In Eternity Novels & Stories

Eireen just told my parents and two siblings that when that girl comes back, don't talk to them because they will be harmed, and she is an evil creature even of Drake's race. "Don't ever take off the necklace you're wearing because it's a sign of the devil," Eireen instructed and raised her hand. We were surprised at what she did. "Because Drake is of Sheena's race, he can't get through, but when he's with me, he can get through with watchful eyes around your house. Leo and someone like me can't destroy it because I used a different formation that's just me. It works," Eireen told us. My family was wowed by what they heard.

Her cut and bruised hand tightened on the pen again and ploughed into the paper Dearest mortal you have become blind…blind to the fight that is constant around us, that creeps in the night while you sleep, that watches your every move…just so that when you trip and fall…your soul is on the line…easy for the taking. Don’t fall for his tricks… he fights over your soul dear human that Devil seeks to lure people away from God, his doing a mighty fine job. And you’re letting it happen. Have you ever wondered how some mere humans are so poor and unheard of, then extremely rich in a matter of seconds? This person has obviously offered his or her soul in exchange for diabolical favours. Of cours

Devotion did not have to look like romance. After the foundation was established, the Glamour Gift's task began completing piece by piece. Slowly. Quietly. Not through one dramatic confession under moonlight, and not through a noble heir kneeling at my feet, but through thousands of sincere wishes from girls who had once stood at the edge of being forgotten. The day the final task was completed, the Glamour Gift spoke to me for the last time. Its voice was warmer than before. "You are the most unusual heir I have ever bound," it said.

’ I said: ‘And end up where Asha ended up. Dessa said: ‘Unless the second half is transferred to them at the right time. The transfer goes through you first. You receive it, you complete the gift, and from the complete gift it passes to them through the Moonborn bond.’ She paused. ‘But completing the gift means absorbing everything Asha accumulated. Two centuries of unfixable things. All of it. At once.’ The fire, the trees. The very still night. I said: ‘And the cost of absorbing two centuries of accumulation.’

His gaze felt like an X‑ray, as if he wanted to look straight through me. I did not look away. I met his gaze with a numb calm. After a long silence, he smiled and pulled his hand back. He tossed the burn ointment onto the nightstand. “Fine. Go. But you must return on February sixteenth. It is my birthday. I want you to give yourself to me as a gift.” He leaned close to my ear, and his teeth brushed my earlobe. “You need to be clean and fresh.” I pushed down the nausea in my stomach and nodded. “Okay.”

It shimmered with soft light, shifting between shades of blue and green like the ocean under changing skies. "I don't know what to say," he said quietly, looking from the stone to her face. "This is... it's more than I could ever deserve." "Deserve has nothing to do with it," Eirene replied with a warm smile. "It's a gift, given freely, just as you gave me your drawing. That's how this new world works – not with exchange or reward, but with sharing and connection. We all have gifts to give, whether we're gods or mortals, artists or farmers, musicians or merchants."

“Alpha, I have a rare radiant flower as a gift for your mercy during the war with my pack.” Freya took a glass casket from her maid and held it open. I leaned forward and peered inside. It was unlike anything I have ever seen. It was a white lily flower with petals shimmering with a soft glow, and it had a faint sweet aroma. “This is the Eternity Bloom,” she said. “Tea brewed from its petals is said to extend your life. A gift for the Alpha Tristan and his court.” Tristan accepted the flower with a nod, but as I watched Freya's expression, my instincts kicked in. Something about her felt off, and my wolf growled in the back of my mind.

How could they not? His courage humbled even those who believed themselves untouchable. One by one, they began to speak his name, their respect deepening with every act of selflessness he offered. And in time, they bestowed upon him what no mortal had been given before. A place in the Godly Realm. Not as a supplicant, not as a servant, but as one of us. It was their gift, but it was also mine. With that blessing, we were no longer torn apart by distance and time. We belonged to eternity together. He walked toward me now, that same gentle smile playing at his lips, the smile that reminded me that even eternity could feel like home.

"Uncle Julian instructed me to deliver this gift to Mommy! But right after he gave it to me, he said we have to return it to his vault the exact second the birthday gala concludes. He's so stingy!" The little girl pouted her lips in clear disapproval. "There is absolutely zero logic in gifting an asset to someone only to demand its repossession later." Sarah couldn't help but let out a soft laugh at her daughter's clear-headed assessment. "If an asset is contractually required to return to the original owner, it isn't classified as a gift, sweetheart—it is simply a temporary loan. Furthermore, our own accounts possess more than enough independent capital; if your heart ever desires a luxury

She stood next to Ghea and Aunt Pansy. Alpha Dave carried the small box that must contain the gift while holding one of his wife's hands. As the box was opened, the entire hall held its breath. It was small, but its immense power could be felt by everyone in here. "The Eternal Stone." Next to her, Ghea muttered in awe.