Eternal Heart Novels & Stories

Outside the window, the city glittered on, indifferent as ever to the small, enormous thing that had just happened in an office on the fortieth floor — but for the first time since a coffee shop shift and a stranger's desperate offer had first collided our two lives together, neither Damien nor I needed the city, or the company, or anyone else's approval, to know exactly what we'd found. Later that evening, we stood together on the penthouse terrace, the same view that had once felt like a stranger's fortune and now felt like home. I thought about everything it had taken to arrive at this particular quiet — my father's hand steady around a coffee cup again, Priya's laughter still echoing som

The moment I enter in, I'm greeted by the smell of Katherine's homemade cooking, decorations hanging from the ceiling with the inscription 'Welcome home Lily", the sound of a baby crying. I pause to take in everything, then I remember Smith's first daughter is returning home today. Mi eterna. Lily, the Spanish names were her idea. Mi eterno is masculine and mi eterna is feminine meaning my eternal. Eternal, having no beginning and no end in time. Lasting forever. Existing at all times. Always true and valid. A smile almost curve on my lips as the pleasant memories fill my head. Almost.

Endless. Forever.

Rowan muttered. “Yes,” the elder said quietly. “Which is why it stirred.” Kael felt tension coil inside him. “You’re implying the heart and Mira are connected.” “They are.” Elara’s breath caught. “In what way?” The elder’s expression grew grave. “The heart does not create power. It amplifies it. If left unanchored, it will seek to bond.” “With her,” Kael said. “Yes.” “And if we refuse?” The elder held his gaze. “It will seek another vessel.”

Anthony pinched her nose when she asked this to him. “ Yes! You're my forever,my love.” Anthony winked and kissed him passionately. The End

“I suppose I cannot keep a curious girl like you completely in the dark.” Elena swallowed down all the arguments she had already prepared for that moment. Was he really going to tell her? It couldn’t be so simple… “I am looking for very ancient magic. It cannot even be called an artifact. It came from the earth itself, a stone that was known as the Emerald Heart. The most powerful magic, like the one you possess, the Gift of Life, comes from the Heart. It’s almost impossible that you have the same kind of magic, even if it’s not in the same proportions, so I believe the Heart’s magic will react to yours. If someone could have it… changing the way the world is would be as easy as making a wis

All Hearts! "

But things didn’t turn out the way we wanted. ‘’What happened?’’ I ask. My body was slowly shaking in fear. ‘’This time she is not coming for us. She is going for the immortal hearts.’’ ‘’What are the immortal hearts?’’ She takes a deep breath and continues. ‘’The three powerful hearts that can give one the power of immortality and also the power to defeat anyone. Most importantly it gives you the power to get rid of any sort of spell and wipe out human kind.’’ ‘’Something this powerful actually exists? Why didn’t you ever tell us?’’ Patricia walks forward closer to me.

It wasn’t her fault that the fruits she ate reformed her body and that elixir turned her like this. If Irene were to learn that Juanita was an immortal and someone whom she will never be able to reach, how would she even react?

It felt so good. It was so long yet I didn't want her to stop, and it certainly wasn't the kind of kiss you see in movies these days, it was wonderful in its own way, and all I can remember about that moment was that, when our lips touched, I knew the memory would last forever... But what about the yearning of the heart from now onwards?