A Thousand More Years Novels & Stories

Whatever they connected to was very far away. “I will use them to feed, to grow stronger, and when my brethren return, they will not find me the weak child they left behind.” “When they return in a thousand years?” “It is but the blink of an eye.” “So I’ve heard. Fine by me however long it takes. Not like I’ll still be here. But what if I can take care of Peter? You take over the spires and do your thing, the world carries on — for the next thousand years or so — cue music for end titles. Sound good?”

Asher shrugged, “the good thing is, we are nearly immortals, so I am sure I would still be alive and kicking by that time.” “It’s not a must it would take that long, some have their eggs at just a thousand years. So who knows, Mariah and I might be among the lucky ones to have ours so soon.” Asher stared at him with a raised eyebrow, “It sounded to me like you just called a thousand years ‘soon’ Alaric.” “Aye, indeed I did.” “A thousand years, soon? Damn, well,” Asher shrugged, “you live longer than we do, so I guess it can be considered soon for you.”

“Fuck, Steph. We’re on our way to Thanksgiving dinner.” Her spontaneity, promiscuity—those were things I liked about her, why I kept her around, really. She made things less boring, especially the fate of becoming dad. Now it just seems… wrong. “Yeah,” she tucks hair behind her ear. “Let’s not.” She sinks into her seat, deflated. Soon, we pull up to the gate of the house. I haven’t been here in a year. Luxury cars—Bentleys, McLarens, Mercedes Benzes—litter the parking lot. My relatives, their friends, and any business associates that dad invited are all making their way into the large brass doors.

The apartment grew still again. I stared at the lilies. At the softness of their petals. At the absurdity of it all. He offered me a second chance. At home. At being the version of me that didn’t have to fight so hard. But even as I stared at those flowers... All I could see was the way he once shattered my heart. And all I could hear, faint and distant, was Noah’s voice, saying, I don’t regret loving you. And I didn’t know what to do with any of it.

he whispered. “Hans… You know, I’m happy! I’m really happy that I met you!… Do you know that you are the reason why I’m still alive now?” Everly chuckled lightly and continued, “It’s because of you that I managed to live for a thousand years.” Hans looked confused but he didn’t interrupt her. This made Everly smile again, “I met you a thousand years ago! You were the nightly king of the kingdom and I’m just a neglected princess before… But because of you, I felt belonged for the first time.”

" The voice was tiny and on top of her. Rolape looked up to stare at someone petite standing on the quadrangle with a beaming smile. ONE. THOUSAND. YEARS. Thank you for

Rave flashed his beautiful smile and her concern evaporated. “A thousand years is about the limit for my kind,” he said. “We should not plan on any more than that.” Leesa feigned a pout. “Oh, only a thousand, huh? Well, if that’s all I’m going to get, I guess I’d better make the most of it.”

It wasn’t a kiss, but a promise; a promise that we would spend a thousand more lifetimes together, and a thousand more, until the end of time and even further. The end.

Kaen poured his heart out to V1 and that shook V1 to his very core. " *Sighs* Life did... Look I was wrong, little 7. After living for so long and watching all my friends grow old and die... it just... I just. .. snapped. .. You're young and you probably wouldn't understand what I'm saying but living for a thousand years... it's crazy. .. it's why we Grand Elder Versions can't handle (Continent) Aravorn by ourselves anymore.

“But Mrs. Narti looks… well, she’s probably over fifty. I’m just… curious. I mean, why at that age does she still have such a small child?” Julien nodded slowly, as if he had anticipated my question. “I was surprised too, but the village head mentioned it while we were on our way earlier.” He looked toward Mrs. Narti’s house. “He said that in remote areas like this, it’s quite common. Many couples have more than five children, even into their old age.” I fell silent, processing his words. Julien continued, “It’s not that they don’t want to, but there’s no education on spacing pregnancies. Contraception is still a foreign or even taboo topic here. Some are afraid, and others feel it’s not a p