Eternal Faith Drama Novels & Stories

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.

"WHERE ARE YOUUUU, ANGEL!" Alex opened the door and rushed inside. He grabbed Rhys tightly, pulling him into his arms. Rhys was crying like a child, his body trembling. "Brother," he sobbed, "please please bring her back to me. I can't do this anymore. I can't live like this." Alex held him tightly. "Brother, she's gone," he said softly. "You have to control yourself." Rhys screamed, "No! She's alive! I've seen her in my dreams! She misses me, she calls my name and I swear, I'll find her. I'll find her soon!"

“Mr. Colombo—let me go! We all witnessed it. Time of death was recorded. If you don’t believe me, go to the mortuary. See her yourself.” The words finally broke through. Slowly, his fingers uncurled, falling limp at his sides. I wanted to reach for him then. To tell him it was true. But all I could do was watch, unseen, as despair hollowed him out from the inside. “She promised me…” His voice cracked. “She promised me forever.” His teeth sank into his lip until blood ran red down his mouth, a mafia prince unraveling into something raw, feral. And still, he whispered like a man possessed: “She’s not gone. I’ll prove it. I’ll see her myself.”

🌑 Chains of Eternity The air was so heavy Kael could hear the blood rushing in his ears. Every breath from his companions sounded too sharp, too loud, too wrong. The mirrors no longer needed to move. The doubt had already taken root. Mira’s lips trembled as she whispered to herself, voice cracking like old glass: “I can’t… I can’t trust what I’m seeing. Not anymore.” Her reflection smiled with jagged teeth and pressed its forehead against the trembling glass. The sound was like bone grinding.

It took more than just faith to discover the world of spirits of every religion - all kinds of faith and those who were shaky about what they believed in would absolutely got lost in this void or worse, would not be able to get out. "How did you find the Black Pit?" Joy asked. "Elena, all Rovlons would kill to know this place and you're not even a Rovlon." Elena stopped and stared at her. "If you understand the principles of Time, you will know that there's only one thing that's constant." "Change, of course. We know," Joy responded without moving from where she was standing. "Faith never changed. If you happened to change and depend your faith in what currently is available, you would never

She breathed out. "Mrs Faith Knight, you are the most beautiful, smart, witty, brave, strong and list keeps going on, woman I have ever seen. I love you more than anything in this world. You make me feel complete. Imagining my life without you is like a living hell. You have given me the most beautiful gifts in the world, Ethan and Echo and I forgot my speech so I will directly jump into the main thing." Faith chuckled at him with teary eyes. She heard someone smack his forehead from the darkness. Kendrick ignored that.

Now he was coming, the thought made her shudder with trepidation. It was rare for there to be any problems with prerogatives, and even in the event that there were, reapers were equipped to deal with them on their own. In the rare cases that problems occurred; it was usually just some soul refusing to move on and deciding to haunt the living. Those cases were called Spector protocols and more often than not, the reapers would just let the soul become ghosts.

I announced. “Welcome home, my Libulan,” he said, kissing my forehead lovingly. Our transparent bodies dispersed together with the gentle breeze of the solemn winds. As this happened, Sidapa’s last words faded along with the wind. “Now and forever, I am all yours. I will always love you, and will only yearn for you. We may forget each other, but my heart will forever remember your name. This is my eternal promise to you. Goodnight, my love.” THE END

His glance went from Mara to Shane repeatedly until his eyes widened upon realizing something. "You were sent to take him before me, were you not?" He asked. Mara sighed. "The Heads of Eternal haven't confirm this case, I see," Mara said. "The rumors about a rare case with demons involved are true, Damien. Can you still reach Eternal? We badly need back ups for this case." Shane and Mara watched Damien flinch and struggle until he gave up. Seems like he also lost connection to the Eternal.

She blinked twice and saw the reflection of herself but not as Catherine Davison but as Katherine Flynn. Life is so cruel. She is dead. Catherine Davison started to cry aloud clutching her heart, because she couldn't able accept the fact that she can't live as Catherine Davison, but she.. she has to live her entire life as Katherine Flynn, as a stranger.