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But I ignore it and look expectantly at Eira, waiting for Nathaniel’s cue to start. He never looks away from me. In his gaze, I get lost thinking about the future. Whether it be rogues or pregnancy hormones, I have no doubt that he will support me and that brings me peace. “Please repeat after me, Nathaniel.” Eira nods to him. “I take your blood and offer my vow. We are bound now and always.” His voice is velvety when it comes out, a clear sign that he’s affected by the Binding as well. Eira nods to the Eternal Court seated so close and gives everyone a large smile as she brings her hands together once to clap, signaling the finalization of our marriage.

On the way, she started asking questions, as she always does. "Mamma, you don't like my locket?" "Oh, God," I sighed inwardly. "No, baby, it's nothing like that. It's just not safe for you." I took a breath. "Mishti, promise me you'll never show this to anyone, no matter what." Another scene As Kian reached the hospital, he went straight into the room where the man was admitted, who had been in a coma for two years since that night. Kian sat beside him while his guards stood

“No, you weren’t the first. But, you were the first in a long time. Perhaps your punishment was too harsh. I cannot change the past but I can try to better the future. Your life on earth must come to an end, dear child but considering all the pain and suffering that you have had to endure, you deserve to be happy in eternity. “When you and Garin return to Harlem, you will find that the segregation between angels and demons there is no more. You will be able to spend your eternal life with the one you love, as will the others.” Garin looked at Hannah and she at him. It was an unexpected turn of events but it was a good one; a very good one. It was a good deal, and they were both willing to ta

"Thank you for being by my side Nora. The thought of you made me to fight for my life. I just pray that I get out of this place soon so that we can begin our love story till eternity. *********************** The gentle breeze blew through the trees as Ned and Nora walked through the familiar paths of the plantation. The sunlight filtered through the branches, casting a warm glow upon their faces. The scent of blooming flowers filled the air. Ned couldn't help but feel a sense of peace and contentment as he looked at Nora, his heart overflowing with love. The journey they had been through, the obstacles they had overcome, had only strengthened their bond. He knew, deep in his soul, that Nora

But it didn't go well, father got really angry that I eavesdropped on him and completely refused to change his decision. I had no option left; I decided to end this matter myself. I took the eternal sword from the flame and entered the soul palace. Eternal sword is a fiery sword which can end any living thing's existence. Yes... it can kill even us celestial beings. We all can be killed with it and after getting stabbed by it, we will just stop existing... there will be no death or rebirth.

"But first, let me take Seraphina to her resting chambers. Her meat suit is exhausted from being in dragon form for so long." "How long was she like that?" Hazel asked. "Almost three days. Her dragon got angry after her Eternal was kidnapped." "Her Eternal?" Hazel questioned. "Eternals are what we call our mates, since once we meet our mates, we get to live for an eternity if no one kills us," Layla explained while she took Seraphina in her arms. "That's fascinating," Declan was amused. They all followed Layla into the resting chambers. "Woah, this is nice," Declan praised as he noticed the sky outside through the open crater atop the gigantic nest that Layla placed Seraphina in.

This was also the question everyone wanted to ask. “The longevity of an Eternal is actually fake. Although the body of an Eternal could continuously form vitality independently and they will not grow old or die, every Eternal will have to face a catastrophe after an epoch. This catastrophe is very deadly and very few people can successfully overcome it. After they get through it, they will have another epoch to squander. Otherwise, they would naturally become ashes under the catastrophe. Their bodies and souls will thus perish,” Celeste patiently explained. The women looked at each other.

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.

Her kiss felt like a symbol of the eternal love and bond that they shared. “Can you promise that we’ll be together forever, Garin? That even after death, we’ll find each other in Harlem and be together for all eternity?” Hannah asked. “I wouldn’t have it any other way, Hannah. I promise you that our love will live forever, in the physical world and the Nether realm. We will love each other for every lifetime, every generation and nothing will ever break us apart. I swear it,” He said. “I swear it as well,” Hannah said and they sealed their promise with another kiss and let the night swallow them in its calm and peace as they engaged in the sharing of skin and the passion found within.

” The middle sect master replied, “Okay, then. What’s your name, sir? I want to put it with the names of the other elders Kong Min, Deichi Dewei, and Dong Ao Enlai.” Then he replied in a calm and strength filled voice, "My name is Fa, which means the beginning, and this means that it is the beginning of a new era for the Southern Sect from this moment on." . . Life is hard, the rule is to thank God; It is like that, if it were all easy and easy, we would not have been tested, afflicted and thrown into the crucible of life, it would not have grown, or learned, or changed, or given opportunities to transcend ourselves. If life were a series of good days, we would have delivered. If there was n