Cursed Eternity Novels & Stories

Instead, she went into the bridge, and looked at each and every seat inside. “The truth is that immortality’s a curse. It’s an eternity filled with loss and regret. Anyone and everyone who means anything to you will die. Not just them, but their children, and their children’s children. You get to see entire clans you love rise and fall and fade away. One day, this mountain is gonna be ground down, and all the people who lived in it just some footnote in some record somewhere. “I just can’t shake it - I know I’m gonna see people who I care about die. Mack and Max and Claire. They’ll be gone at some point. Just dust and fading memories.”

HE remembered the wound on her right teet . “is your wound healed?” “almost” “let’s wait for it to heal.” Vivian tried to sound concerned though he was craving to suck them . “As you say.”Elsa didn’t want to lose it this time though she felt tearing heaviness on them.She desired to have 100 such wounds at that moment.

Grace Winter gave a kick on her stomach. "Don't ever appear in front of me. If you do, It will be your last day" Jarel Hall gave her a warning before he left the place with Grace Winter. Back to the present, Katherine thought after the graduation from high school her life will become better, but she was wrong once again. She will never able to escape from this hell. She wants to end everything. Katherine punched the mirror with the strength she has. It was cracked all over the place. Katherine took a piece of glass and slit her wrist. The blood dripped from her wrist and reached the floor. Katherine was happy thinking that she was going to have an eternal sleep which she was longing for. Kat

The wolf pack scattered in panic. When the police helped me up, Ethan had already grown weak from blood loss. I looked at him, tears streaming down my face, too stunned to speak. Ethan gasped out, "I failed Heidi, and I failed you. This is where Heidi died... Let me be here with her… "I truly loved you both... I was wrong... If there's a next life... I'll cherish you both." His hand fell limp, and his eyes slowly closed as he left this world forever.

“Henrietta but who’s to say Dimitri won’t just transfer the curse back to Hunter?” She leaned against the couch and exhaled. “There’s a possibility.” “Dimitri wanted to turn Ezra into a cursed wolf, but he said Ezra’s immune. Can’t Hunter be immune?” Henrietta shook her head. “The curse is in his bones already. Ezra was strong enough to fight it off.” Ezra returned with two glasses and a bottle of whiskey. I declined a glass. “I’ll take it,” Henrietta said. She hadn’t slept in days. She had bags under her eyes, her hair was wild and messy and her shoulders sagged.

But her gaze was filled with absolute hatred. "Get out!" she screamed, pointing at the cemetery gates. "Don't you dare stain her path to reincarnation with your filthy tears!" I scrambled up pathetically. I tried to touch the stone again. "Don't touch her!" she shrieked hysterically, shielding the tombstone. "Haven't you hurt her enough?! I curse you, Ethan. I curse you to never find salvation for all eternity!" That curse nailed itself deep into my soul. I had no right to argue.

“The curse is accelerating. It’s feeding on your strength now.” Kaelion met his gaze. “Give me the potion.” Etaris nodded grimly. He mixed an herbal concoction, pouring the dark-blue liquid into a crystal vial. “This will numb the pain for two weeks. Maybe less,” he said, handing it over. “But after that…” “I know,” Kaelion said, his voice low. Etaris exhaled. “You need to complete the mating bond. Soon. Or the curse will claim you.” Kaelion drank the potion. The burn was instant—fiery, sharp, like cutting through a person's skin. But it did its job. The screaming under his skin quieted just enough for him to breathe again.

Big and dangerous that will no doubt have grave consequences for us all. Especially the one who has hired us all to this Facility. He is mad with a desire for eternal life. He has mages visit us sometimes to do different experiments on the Subject. What they do to him is beyond me. It sometimes appears back in its room with strange black markings on its body. After a few days though; the markings just disappear. This place fills me with dread, and I don’t know how much longer I can continue to work for these kinds of people. The work here greatly tests one’s faith in God.

“The child does not belong to the pattern.” Eternity is a sequence of hunger and consumption, It is a long, dark thread that pulls the fabric of the physical world into the mouth of the abyss, we have tasted the souls of kings, the screams of stars, and the hollow echoes of those who thought they were gods.

🌑 Chains of Eternity They said the Spell had no mercy. It fell upon the world like a plague, etching sigils into flesh, rewriting destiny with a whisper that was neither divine nor human. Cities crumbled, nations fell into silence, and from the ashes rose a single, unbreakable law: Ascend, or be devoured. For every human chosen, a brand was burned into the soul. The brand opened the way to the Dream Abyss, a realm of horrors and miracles where only strength meant survival. The lucky ones crawled back with power. The unlucky became bones in the dark.