Eternal Heart Novels & Stories

"Yes, Aella. You are my heartbeat. How can one survive without a heart?" "I love you Ace; I love the way you love Mia. You are such a good father." "I love you too Aella, and thank you for giving me, Mia" "Well, that explains why I ended up with baby number two." I laugh, kissing my wife. "Let me show you how much I have missed you." She is mine, she is my heartbeat, and as long as my heart keeps beating, I will know that she is mine. And at that moment, surrounded by Aella's smile and love, I knew strongly that our love would outlast even the setting sun.

Then he came into my life, like a knight in shining armor, showering me with affection and promises. "I love you, Emily. I can't imagine my life without you," he had said, his words lingering in my mind like a melody. The moment he kissed me, sealing those promises with his lips, he spoke of an endless future together. "Till eternity," he vowed words that now feel like hollow echoes. Men are scum, I told myself, but identifying the one who shattered my world is a task I find painfully elusive. As I stood ousted from his house, with my dreams and dignity lying in shards at my feet, a single thread of hope remained. My parents' house.

🌑 Chains of Eternity The chamber was gone. There were no walls anymore—only an endless whirl of black and broken glass, shards of light reflecting faces that were not theirs. The reflections multiplied with each heartbeat, spreading like cracks across reality. Chains rattled from a dozen Kaels, axes rose from a dozen Branns, blades gleamed in countless Serises’ hands, and the soft, ruinous glow of endless Lioras pulsed like a funeral hymn.

“Offer it honestly.” Sienna’s heart snagged on a thorn it had grown itself. Lunaris regarded Ryder as if he were a child who had read the last page without permission. “Yes,” she said. “There is a mercy built into eternity. The first century, you will remember like a song you can conduct. The second, like a melody you hum without noticing. The third, as a story told by someone with your face. By the fifth, you will set down your love as you would set down a hot cup, gently, and with relief. Eternity is not a room where grief grows. It is a hallway with many doors. You will forget him because you must. Not because I hate you.”

Everlasting Love is a book that talks about the undying love of Emeka for Rose who was his school mates. It shows that destiny can never be denied, even though Rose never gave him a chance to prove his love for her, Emeka was still persistent and never gave up, Rose never accepted because of the obvious different financial status quo between them. While Emeka was from a rich home, Rose was from a poor home, as a result, Rose didn't want to associate herself with Emeka in order not to be seen as a gold digger.

“You’ve been strangely silent tonight, baby.” I said nothing. The sounds of his thrusts filled the entire room, but I wasn’t into moaning or feeling thrilled by the sex. My body responded to his teasing like it always did, but it was like part of my heart died away. The other part blamed myself for ever getting into this situation. Even though I didn’t admit it at first, I depended on Kaiser for my emotional support and wished he would reciprocate my feelings. He was that miracle that I thought I could never love again. “Piper?”

Survival, I am learning, is sometimes just choosing not to open certain wounds. The air shifts. Reality tightens like a held breath. Eternal stands in the center of the hall. She does not arrive. She is simply there. Seventeen forever. Silver-and-black hair caught between states. Eyes mismatched and endless. “I have information,” she says. Her voice is layered—Tempest beneath something older. “The pain shared it while I held it suspended.” Every hammer in the hall stills. “Emptiness is not destroying what it consumes,” Eternal continues. “It is storing it. Compressing matter, memory, and concept into a pocket dimension outside conventional reality.”

Alpha patted on her back, while still staring inside, the tray held a beating heart, which was full of blood pumping out, as fresh as if recently pulled out of some animal. "My prayers will render it beating through out, it will be alive forever, till you find you destination. Then you will be triumph and control the rest of the hearts of each and every one in the world, with the love inside this feminine heart. I pray thee, this heart beats forever, and you get stronger with it. Let it not wither, else you wither too!", his voice echoed in the room, as he spoke while holding the heart high in his hands, and putting it in the box, locking it from the above.

Meanwhile, Erito’s both hands were seen hugging tightly his elder brother, without any thought to release his hug. “Their bodies are eternal… Their loves are eternal as well… Their handsome, gorgeous, perfect faces are eternal…” uttered Rendy Pluto. “Their attractive, charming and perfect bodies are also eternal…” mumbled Pierre Zhaopardy. “Is this the so-called eternal love?” Paul Jayden’s rhetorical question was heard.

Only the gentle rhythm of being— each soul a note in the eternal song. Some still told stories of Seren, of the Blood Moon that became the heart of everything. Others simply felt her presence in their dreams— a whisper of comfort, a breath reminding them to live. And somewhere beyond the veil of stars, the Heart pulsed quietly, a steady, eternal rhythm keeping the universe alive. --- The Final Breath When the last star of a far future flickered out, its light did not die. It returned— folding back into the Heart that had birthed it.