A Will Eternal Novels & Stories

It was similar to being an immortal but much much more than that. Elena had the power to raise any man or woman, witch or warlock, vampyre or lycan, from death just with a single thought. Before now, I knew the power of rebirth to be extinct. The last creatures to possess it were the Necromacers and no one has seen any for the last fifteen hundred years. Elena isn't just a key. She is an ETERNAL weapon. On A normal basis, it takes about a year or at least eight months before supernatural creatures exhibit their gifts and special abilities but Elena exhibited hers before even knowing what she was, without being an hour old.

In my past life, he'd practically drooled the same way when looking at the full-bosomed shewolf, Vivian Wolfe. But now, he shot Vivian a look filled with open disgust and said mockingly, "Look at the huge muscles your wife has, Titus. Do you think she'll subject you to domestic abuse?" As he spoke, he suddenly grabbed me by the collar, yanked me closer, and whispered in my ear, "Let me tell you something. It won't be long before Leila crushes the werewolves and unifies all humans. "When that happens, you'll be groveling at my feet. Maybe I'll be generous enough to spare your life. Of course, that's assuming you're still alive by then."

"​Not just ours. But *pack*. One of us‌.⁠ Forever." The w‌or​d hung in t​he air. Forever.‍ ‌ ⁠"I didn‍'t as‌k f​or forever," I w‍h⁠isp‌e‌re‍d. "No,"‍ Caelan​ said. "But you'‍re getting‌ it anyw⁠ay​. Th‌e‌ bond doesn't bre‍ak.⁠ Th​e a‍w​akening do‍esn​'t reverse⁠. You'r‌e‌ o​u​rs now. Perma‍nently."

We lit the fireplace and left our wet clothes near the door. The intimacy was slow again. Full of questions and answers. We did not need words for everything, but we never used the bond as a substitute for consent. Later, Elaine rested against my chest. “What does eternal love mean to someone who can feel the Veil?” she asked. “An exaggerated phrase.” She lifted her head. “Romantic.” “Let me finish,” I said, stroking her back. “I can’t promise you an eternity I don’t control. We’ve already died once. We know even gods don’t know every outcome.”

It was not fleeting. It was eternal.

I ask. “Because imbalance awakens monsters,” she replies. “And you, Goddess-bearer, are a fulcrum.” I lift my chin. “Then you’ll find I don’t move easily.” A pause. Approval flickers through the Court. “Good,” the witch says. “Then perhaps you will last longer than the others.” Ethan’s grip tightens painfully. “You don’t get to measure her lifespan.” “No,” the witch agrees. “Fate does.” She gestures delicately. “We offer a pact.”

"Visions bloom harmony eternal but branches evolve infinite paths guide whispers refuse tempt?" Maerin orb glowing maps layering. "Networks seal restitution eternal but ley echoes demand bind blood pact attune?" Jenkins Sofia shadows dual grin. "Binds hold eternal entities fell but whispers thicken signal probe survival adapts?" Mara grey eyes steady. "Legacy bolsters eternal potions ready links coordinate wise use?" We responded united bond amplifying. "Adapt voluntary deepen unity eternal," Alexander thunder commanded. "Bind harmonies new forge without devour," I added flames coiling invitation.

“If she’s a Goddess, that makes her immortal.” Azrael’s grip on me tightened—not painfully, but with a sudden, instinctive need. My breath caught. I had never actually thought about that. Immortal. Azrael is already immortal… and now so am I. That means we’re equals. That means we will walk through centuries together, side by side.. for eternity. A warmth bloomed in my chest, spreading through me. Azrael lowered his head, brushing his lips against my temple as if he was thinking the same thing.

He knew, deep in his soul, that Nora was his one true eternal love, his partner till eternity. They found themselves at the same spot in the plantation that held a special meaning for them. It was a clearing adorned with a carpet of colorful wildflowers, the same spot where Ned has made his vow to love Nora till eternity some years ago. Ned turned to face Nora, his eyes filled with adoration.

Is he adopted? "This is Chester, my last born," Aunt Brenda introduced before turning to another girl, who I was sure was about our age. "This is Gaile, Chester's twin," she added before pointing to a young girl who was by Tito Charlie's side. "And this is Chessa, our eldest." I can see Lienzo turning to look at the young woman like his age. Even Chessa's smile on my brother didn't escape my eyes; that's why I didn't do anything but squint in my seat.