Eternal Paradise Novels & Stories

Then, at night I have long blackouts and during the day I randomly. I hate the side effects of being pregnant. He held me tight as he guided me through the forest, as we continued to walk through the forest he let me go. I stopped in my tracks and silently waited for him. "Giovanni?" I called out. I pressed my lips together and slowly lifted the blind fold. The tall old trees towered above me like skyscrapers, warm light shining down through the branches. Turning around my heart fell to the ground when I saw lit candles and fairy lights hanging from the branches of the trees, a red blanket neatly placed on the ground with a bucket full of ice with a bottle of champagne, two wine glasses plac

she asked, breathless, between pulls. "What?" I asked, deep in the heat of passion. "Will you join me for eternity?" she asked, pushing down onto my hard cock and squeezing me with her tight pussy once more. "Will you?" "Are you coercing me?" I teased, pushing into her again as passion filled us both. "You will tire of me soon." "Never," she said, smiling as she awaited my answer. Then, she pushed up on me once more, riding my cock until all reason, all sanity left me.

There was no satisfaction. "Do you see mother? I sit upon this throw that you desired the most. Are you happy? Are you proud?" he said looking at his mother's belongings. Those were the last of her. He wondered what would give him the happiness and satisfaction that he desired so badly. He wanted everylasting power. And if that forest could be conquered, He would have it all. He could not give a reason why, but he wanted to burn those trees down to ashes and let the men know of the power in his hands.

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)

The air was crisp, carrying with it the faint scent of autumn leaves and damp earth. The cathedral loomed ahead, up front, its gothic spires reaching toward the heavens. Behind it lay the orphanage she once called home and a large play area. She made her way toward the wide expanse of land where children were playing, their laughter ringing out like a melody, happy and carefree. Young nuns stood watch, their serene faces reminiscent of a time when Adele herself had been one of those carefree children.

They exchanged vows not as leaders but as partners, promising to navigate the complexities of their roles with unwavering support and understanding. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting hues of orange and pink across the sky, Adrian and Seraphina sealed their renewed vows with a tender kiss. The birthing sanctuary, cradled in nature's embrace, held the echoes of their love—a love that had conquered adversity and flourished in the soil of acceptance. The world outside the sanctuary continued to evolve, shaped by the choices made within its sacred boundaries. Adrian and Seraphina, united by love and purpose, embraced the challenges ahead, knowing that their legacy would be etched into

In the middle of the paradise that our God has given you, you could be easily tempted by such storms. Ericka's conscience is eating away at her because she is surrounded by a lot of temptations and opinions that she has already buried in her stomach. The blow of the turbulent windstorms that strike the stainless steel protecting the passenger bus loaded in the enormous passenger ship across the ocean separating the regions of the island she hopes to give her paradise allows her to let them out. Ericka is currently trying to figure out why she continues to live in this small, meaningless world that she has thought of as her paradise since she was a young child.

"But now, she has left, and I'm the one who is by your side. You have never said her name to me again, so I guess you must have let her go, and that's why you chose to stay with me, right? Even though you still don't want to make our relationship public, it's alright. I can wait. I'll wait until the very day you feel it's right. Whether it's three years, five years, or ten years, as long as you have me in your heart, I can keep waiting for you. "Do you think I'm really silly? From as far back as we can remember, we have always been by each other's side. Since my life started with you, I really hope that when I reach the end, the one by my side is still you, too. I don't know what the future

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.

Thomas asked, his arm tight around my waist. "The sacrifice," Mr Blake said, his voice filled with awe. "Serenity, you were willing to die for Thomas. A selfless act of love, freely given." "I don't understand," I said, still staring at the frozen bullet. "In every lifetime, Margaret's hatred has been the driving force," Mr Blake explained. "Her obsession, her need for revenge. But love, true, selfless love, is stronger than hate. It breaks the bonds that obsession creates." I felt something warm spreading through my chest, a sensation I'd never experienced before. It was as if all the love Thomas and I had shared across multiple lifetimes was finally breaking free, no longer trapped by the