Eternal Faith Drama Novels & Stories

A spectator would have mistaken them for four mad men who had successfully escaped the asylum. "We are Eternals. Our will is eternal. We will rise with the Supreme One. The Universe cannot bind us. For we are its binders." In this strange atmosphere filled with the crazed looks of possibly crazy men, this solemn vow was recited. The emperor looked towards where the illusionary eternal throne stood, with the actual King of Eternal Empire seated on it and said with a kind smile, "Girl, you best remember that."

"I just don't know if anything in this world is permanent anymore." She had watched Daniel's supposed eternal love turn into blackmail. She had seen her friend Michael's innocent devotion warp into something toxic. Everything changes. People change, circumstances change, hearts change. How could she possibly gamble her soul on the belief that Ethan's love would remain pure and unwavering? "I will never change. My love for you is the one absolute truth in this universe," Ethan vows, his voice a hoarse prayer. Pulling her across the center console, he wraps his arms securely around her trembling frame, burying his face in the crook of her neck. "I will never betray you."

Their silver-blue ember glowed in the central brazier, a promise that truth and love endure beyond every trial. Author’s Note Eternal Embers was inspired by my fascination with hidden societies, the power of choice, and the alchemy of art. I hope Isabelle’s sketches and Alexander’s courage encourage you to discover then rekindle the embers within your own story. .

Pierce was gone, but I had already married him in my heart. I wore the ring he had placed on my finger, and I would live in this world in his place. It wasn’t until later that I discovered the name of the diamond ring Pierce had given me—Eternal Love. He would love me forever. (The End)

Lauren yelled. She's angry. Why won't she understand? "Don't worry, I'd cope" Octavia forced a smile, her voice low. "I'd do anything to get you out of this condition" she added while Lauren looked away in guilt. Her best friend did everything for her. She's a sickle cell patient and Octavia had been there for her all along. "He's cantankerous " she mumbled hoping her best friend would reconsider her decision. "I'd cope, it's just for three months " Octavia whispered. She accepted Marcus' offer the other day. She didn't care why he asked her such but she signed papers already and she's officially his wife.

I went out with Lucas and Brian watching Faith with me outside, fighting for her life once again. Live, Faith… live for us. itsclarixass

When Kasih reaches Faith, her father, Danu, hands her over, expressing his heartfelt trust in Faith as Kasih's life partner. Faith responds firmly to Danu's words, assuring him, "Father, don't worry. I promise to make Kasih my life partner from this moment forward and love her forever." Danu, moved by these words, hands Kasih's hand over to Faith, who accepts it with sincerity. "Wow, what a truly harmonious couple! Miss Kasih is wonderful, graceful, and captivating, while Mr. Faith is handsome and unbeatably perfect," praised the host, admiring their appearance.

That's why, when I asked him to have coffee at the coffee shop, he didn't think twice about accepting my offer. "I thought you would never come back here," he said, making me smile. He leaned against his seat and smiled playfully at me. "So, what's the latest, Empress Faye? Are you and your boyfriend already married?" "He is not my boyfriend." "But he's your fiance, Empress Faye." "Only our parents want us to marry each other. We never agreed to that agreement," I answered before sipping on my cup of coffee.

“Yup you are forgetting my princess that while you spent your time playing down here as a child my I felt the pull to you I spent my time down here watching you grow up and I know you love to read sooo what’s your favourite book” “Wait so you spent your childhood watching me play instead of having a childhood of your own?” Chase shrugs his shoulders at my statement. He starts to frown and I can see him wanting to shut me out. “My packs different to yours faith in every aspect. You have always been the light in my darkness” Our conversation comes to a stop when I get a mindlink from my father he seems frantic “Faith where are you? There’s an army at our borders we are under attack”

The tiny, folded slip of paper , Ethan Grant’s phone number , had become my personal religion. For fourteen agonizing days, it had lived tucked deep inside the stitching of my uniform apron, a burning coal against my skin. Two weeks. I had survived two weeks of perfect silence, two weeks of scrubbing floors and polishing secrets, pretending the warm pressure of his lips on my cheek had been nothing but a fever dream.