Eternal Covenant Novels & Stories

"Each species retains full sovereignty over everything within its own domain. The shared structure exists only in the space between domains, the space the alliance exploited, and it has no authority to reach into any species' internal governance." The room was quiet. "You are describing a treaty framework," said the fae elder. "Not a governing body." "Yes," Elara said. "A living one. Permanently maintained rather than invoked in crisis. Which is the difference between the Eternal Council meeting once a century when things have already collapsed and meeting regularly enough to prevent the collapse." "Regular convening requires infrastructure," the Keeper said. "Funding. Administration. The mo

A cheer went up from the valley, a roar of thousands of voices that shook the very glass beneath our feet. "But a hearth needs a law," I continued, silencing the crowd with a raised hand. "The Silver Empire will not be ruled by blood-purity or the strength of a single Alpha. We will be ruled by the Covenant. Every pack, every tribe, and every individual—whether they shift or stay human—has a voice in this city." The Chronicler’s void-like logic was gone, replaced by a fierce, terrestrial sense of justice. One by one, the leaders stepped forward to sign the Covenant, pressing their palms into the mercury-ink that recorded their oath into the Citadel’s memory.

I am still so aware of his touch and start to feel the need to be touched in more ways by him growing, but the nervousness that the court produces in me starts to wane. ​The woman who performed the Binding last night stands up, she has a kind face even though her teeth are out. I wasn’t used to seeing them and raised my eyebrows in surprise. She chuckles as if reading my mind and begins speaking, “Ms. Astor, welcome to the Eternal Court. I am Eira Caerwyn. We are the head of the Eternal Order. We each play a role in this court. I personally am in charge of lore and the Binding. It is my expertise as I have performed and examined all Binding marriages in the 200 year Accord existence.” She ta

If one of the partners dies, the other partner will follow in her footsteps. The Eternal Life Stone will bind both men and women together. If one betrays the oath, then she will be cursed and die. "No!"I shouted!

The word on her throat had changed again. It no longer said THE END OF VANE. It said: ETERNAL. Vane held her tightly, his head resting against hers. He was shaking, his body radiating a heat that was almost unbearable. “Is it over?” Elara whispered. “The crisis is over,” Vane said, his voice a hoarse wreck. “But the Covenant is permanent. We are linked now, Elara. Your heart beats with mine. If I die, you die. If you bleed, I feel the pain.”

Catherine chuckled, "It's one and only a life time chance. Let's go" In the wedding hall, "Now I announce both you as a Husband and Wife. You may kiss the bride" with that Timothy Davison kissed Sophie Wilson and announced everyone that they are married. Everyone clapped their hands. Catherine saw Mrs.Wilson wiping her tears. Catherine went to her, "It's okay, I will take care of Sophie along with my brother. If he dares to make her cry, I will punch him" she showed her fist. "Yeah, we all know that you love Sophie Wilson more than your brother" Catherine’s friend Emma teased her. "Of course, she is the best tutor" Catherine smiled.

Garin said plainly and moved closer to her, “Remember that you swore to come to my aid whenever I needed you about a thousand years ago after I saved your life in the battle at the barrier of Armageddon Warground? You swore me a favour and now, I want to collect.” “Demons aren’t honourable beings, Garin. You know this,” Gentel said. “True, we’re not but, demons in the same legion don’t lie to each other. Our words may be filled with lies and deceit but not to ourselves. That is an unbreakable bond that transcends lifetimes.” Gentel knew that he was right and her pact with him would require that she helps him but there were only a few possible things she could do for him at this stage so she

It hadn't changed much over the years, with only minor adjustments. "Do you, Lance Jason Steel, take Leila Renee Reynolds as your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold from this day forward, for richer or for poorer, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in health until death do you part?" the minister asked, reciting the words as old as time itself that would bind me for eternity to my wife, my Leila. "I do," I replied with confidence, silently vowing that I would do more than the minister asked. I would love her for eternity, and I would protect her with my last dying breath.