Eternal Paradise Novels & Stories

said the headmistress. "Where is this place you're talking about?" I asked. "In forbidden paradise," said the headmistress dropping our jaws "Are you kidding headmistress? In forbidden paradise?" brent asked I know you're curious about how it is called paradise if it's forbidden. It is called forbidden paradise because it is the meeting place of the forbidden couple who are named Astrid and Aizen. That is their meeting place. But no one knew where exactly they were meeting each other. Because the forbidden paradise is huge. It is an island. Nobody really goes there because Astrid owns it. No one got in there who got out again. So everyone was forbidden to go there. But when Astrid and Aizen

They Gulped down water while trying to breathe and ended up choking and coughing. They are speechless when they open their eyes and dumbfounded as if the water had gotten in their brain. Their eyes wander around and are bewitched by the wonderful falls. From afar, they can see floating places and gardens. It looks like a floating The Elysian Fields. Only the best varieties can reach the Champs Elysées or the Champs Elysées. Homer sees the Greek version of heaven as a place of perfect happiness, sitting on the edge of the earth, breeze blowing from the ocean and rivers. ...Immoral souls are sent to the underworld of the underworld to die.

Anything that could not be proven by science was not real. "Though the lovers from the name basically means love in your life it is also a sexual card." I choked again. My cheeks reddened at the mention of sex. " I realised from your reaction that you are...Et intacta pura ?" "Ate what?" "Et intacta pura. Pure and untouched. A deep burning desire will fill you. Your body shall awaken and you will thirst for only that person. Only he can put out the fire...he whose soul is bound to yours."

“I will help you, okay? You will regain everything that belongs to you, my son, and he owns one of the companies in the City of Bloom. It will be a big help. For now, stay here with me and let me have a daughter for a while, okay?” Selene nodded at Elina and hugged her again, “Thank you, Aunt Elina. I really needed this hug, thank you,” she whispered. When the sun was about to set, Elina toured Selene around the place. Selene, though she’s in another world, there are a lot of people there, she asked Elina about it, and she said that they are their people. She was confused at first about why they needed that number of people, but she didn’t mind it anymore. She was so engrossed looking around

It made me feel so desperate that I couldn’t even fathom what was happening to me. But when I heard that voice that stabbed through me like a firey spear, I knew it was all over. I had returned to my worst nightmare, and this time, I would never escape it. It was no other than my eternal prison, and it welcomed me back with open arms.

Andres' voice in the video sounded indifferent and dismissive. Camellia's mind flashed back to the day Andres received the beads. "Cam, I'll always keep these with me, even in death," he had promised. The color drained from Camellia's face. She wanted to cry and let out all the pain, but no tears came. The light in her eyes had faded completely. Late at night, as the world slept, no one noticed when Eterna Haven went up in roaring flames. Andres was up early the next morning, preparing for the day.

The love of her life, the man her world revolves around, the one most precious gift the universe had given her. "Look," Kevin whispered and Karen's gaze fell on the family behind who were staring at their loved up moment. However Kevin said, "Up." And Karen turned and looked up. At that moment, there were fireworks in the sky with the inscriptions, WILL YOU MARRY ME? Karen's eyes filled with tears. The sky was illuminated with the fireworks and further beautified by the stars. Karen liked to think that the Zachary was one of those stars and if not for him she never would seen this day.

Our obsession shows our ETERNAL LOVE We are each other's ETERNAL OBSESSION. THE END

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.”

Eternal. The swarm will come. But we’ll meet it stronger. Burning brighter. Wings and sunrise. Husband and wife. Bodies and souls. Together. Forever. Beautiful things get honeymoons. And ours? It’s eternal fire. Consuming. Unquenchable.