Eternal Filena Novels & Stories

, Ellaine was cut off in midsentence. “You what?” “I don’t like to see anyone killing and dying.” She looked out of the window and stared at the green land. “If you can’t afford seeing that, you can’t survive here.” Finrod said a matter-of-factly. “After I have my medication, I’ll escort you personally out of this wilderness.” “If you can.” Ellaine whispered. “I can hear you.” “The devil!” She was going nuts because of this stubborn, stupid man.

The thought pushed me closer to the edge. “Elena,” Father said suddenly, eyes narrowing. “You look flushed. Are you feeling well?” Luca didn’t stop. If anything, he fucked me harder with his fingers, thumb flicking my clit with perfect pressure. I was so close. My pussy made wet, sucking noises around his thick digits, juices dripping steadily now. “I-I’m fine, Papa,” I managed, voice breathy. “Just… warm in here.”

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

“What can I do?” I heard the voice slowly evolve into Milanda’s voice, and her figure became clearer as I walked nearer to her. “I have faith in you. Tempt your way into Lenard’s den.” “Wait, Milanda. Are you dead or alive?” “I am…” She paused. “I am… I am.. You.” …………………………………………………………… I opened my eyes. From the sounds I heard, the man and woman were occupied in some naughty business. I cleared my mind and pondered on the words the Milanda in my dreams had spoken.

Selena asks me, and I smirk. “I am going to take the job of course,” I boldly tell her, and she bites her lower lip in nervousness. “Ellie, your dad said no.” She reminds me, and I nod nonchalantly. “I know, I know. But I am not going to listen, I’m done with my father trying to control me,” I tell her and I mean it. “Okay.” She says tentatively. Selena and I have been best friends for two years now. The only reason my father even agreed for us to be friends is that he knows her parents personally. I believe they too are part of the mafia.

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.

She was not one of them. The mama then motioned for her and the other young lady to follow to the etiquette test. There she met with the rest of the ladies and there were only 20 ladies left from the original 50. More than a half of the ladies were eliminated in this test. A straight line was made with white sand and three pieces of jadeite were put on her shoulder and her head. “Walk the entire length of this white sand line. Those who drop their jadeite first will be eliminated.”

i stutter There's a knock on the door and i quickly regain myself, push him backwards and arrange my scattered hair and he just smirks at me. Eulalia gets a well paying job at a very successful company but she doesn't know why she can't stop thinking about her boss and all the dirty things he could do to her. Constantine can't stop thinking about the little angel that works for him and beautiful her blue eyes are. He will stop at nothing until he makes sure that she is HIS.

His colorful swirling eyes did not have the same chill as my fairy jailor. Hazel's eyes ran over him with shrewd interest. "You're Marica's father. What do you need from me?" She asked cautiously, I was proud that she had learned better than giving open-ended favors. “I need you to save my daughter.” The desperation in his voice was hard to doubt. “Who the hell is Marica?” I growled but kept my voice low. “She is the one who stole my wings. She is not a witch as I thought. She’s fae, a hybrid, and the granddaughter of the king of the Seelie fae.” Tiberius looked her over with appraising eyes.

The invincible threads, though stretched to their limits, pulsed with the rhythm of his heartbeat, a constant reminder of the love that fueled his every move. As the clash of blades and the howls of creatures continued, Seraphina, hidden away in the birthing sanctuary with their child, felt the echoes of the war through the invincible threads. Each wave of turmoil, each surge of magic, reached her like a spectral touch, binding her to the tumultuous events unfolding beyond the sanctuary's serene borders.