Burn Eternal Novels & Stories

"I burn where hope is gone." My spirit trembled. "Why me?" "Because you are not finished. Because you still burn. And because the gods fear what you can become." "I’m dead," I whispered. "Only dying," the voice said. "And death is not the end for those like you." I looked back. The pit of fire still blazed. But in the distance, I saw something else. A spark. A single ember, floating. Untouched. Undying. "That’s… me?"

“I really tried.” “I know,” Matteo whispered. “I know you did.” They sat like that for a long time. In silence. Waiting for a miracle. --- At the old couple’s house, a fire burned in the small hearth. Derek lay on a makeshift bed, wrapped in warm blankets. Mama Sade pressed a wet cloth to his forehead. “He’s still burning up.” Papa Remy stirred soup in a pot. “We’ll keep him alive. We’ll keep him safe.”

It burned on, brighter and steadier with every year. The next full moon found the entire pack gathered once more at the sacred ruins. Lanterns swayed gently. Drums beat a steady rhythm. Ronan and I stood at the center surrounded by our many children as the pack lifted their voices in a mighty, unified howl under the brilliant silver light. Ronan pulled me close. “This is our eternity, Eamon. Not just survival. Not just love. But a future none of us thought possible.” I kissed him deeply. “Unbreakable. Burning eternal.”

CHAPTER-31. FIREWORK PARTY DIMITRY watched Jackson and Beverly as the two of them embraced. He knew all this time Maria was not a good woman. During his friendly relationship with Jackson, Dimitry always tried to protect and look after Jackson like a real family. For Dimitry, Jackson was too weak, too trusting and too soft-hearted. Sometimes Dimitry is sad with the nature of his friend. But on the other hand, Dimitry is proud to have a friend like Jackson. Jackson would never leave her under any circumstances. Including when he was banished to AAHTech by Dewa. Jackson was the one who redeemed himself so that he could freely breathe outside air and replace his position.

No one knew where those in the Everlasting would go once they crossed the Everlasting Door. After that, there had not been another everlasting being for several epochs, up to ten billion years. It was all because the Everlasting Path was too difficult... Where could one find everlasting life in loneliness and emptiness? Hence, only the nine Eternals from the Eternal Dominion in the Chi universe were locked in constant strife... because the Eternal Path was getting narrower, and the heavenly law would kill them if they were somewhat careless. It seemed God was unwilling to let these overpowering powerhouses continue to exist. If the powerhouses in the Eternal Realm wished to continue moving f

CHAPTER 96 Eternal Eternal - having no beginning and no end in time; lasting forever; existing at all times; always true or valid; seeming to last forever 96 NICK'S POV When I think about the day that I married Savannah, I couldn't help but smile at every detail of it. I would always and proudly say that it was indeed one of the greatest and most fulfilling days of my life. One of the best days that I would say I'm proud of having been through.

In Aeternum, this is the place that everyone probably would see me the most, aside from the Black House, as always the first person that meet and greeted me, is the Aeternum Broadcasting and Entertainment, Head Department, Paul or his more well known celebrity name, is DJ Skelly, the 3rd person in Aeternum that is confirmed to live forever in immortality along side Alfred Monticello my Eternal undead butler and Griksu’um the Ancient Earth Dragon. “Yo, my boss!…how is it going?…it quite rare to see your face here these days…I heard from, Madam VP Elijah that we have some big program to do…is that true?…are we finally going to spread your amazing tales to the entire world?….should we tell them

And years from now, I would come to relive the worst of my nightmares, those memories embedded deep in my soul, with no hope of release. My eternal prison.

Driven by pure instinct as a doctor, I rushed over and immediately began performing CPR on him, but he suddenly grabbed my hand. I shouted in panic, “Let go! Are you trying to get yourself killed?” His eyes were unfocused, as if covered by a thin layer of fog, a sign that his consciousness was slipping away. “Summer.” He murmured my name softly, then pulled open his coat. Inside, carefully protected against his chest, was a perfectly preserved Skyspire snow lotus. “The lotus repairs damaged heart channels. You’ll get better. You won’t have to suffer anymore.” John’s obsession stunned all the people that were present on that moment.

The love tucked between the lines was like honey, but it was also torturous, like poison. It had him sobbing one moment, then smiling through tears the next. Suddenly gloomy, suddenly joyful. Those two extremes kept surging through him, and the heart that had gone numb from despair began to burn again. He wondered if this was the last light before everything went dark, or the lighting of the fire that would bring back light? Nelson did not know what kind of ending waited ahead. All he could do was pray. He prayed for the secret thoughts that nineteen-year-old Sinead had recorded in her own script to be the means of his escape from the wreckage.