Eternal Punishment Novels & Stories

Then Maria smiled and closed her eyes tightly. After saying her last words, Maria never opened her eyes again. Maria closed her eyes forever. At that time Jackson could only blame himself. Even with Jeremy. In contrast to Jacob-his father, who actually seemed to sympathize with him. Jackson still remembers how blood flowed from Maria's body. Remember how the baby in Maria's stomach was no longer moving. The memories mess him up. And again he felt that he had killed human lives. And what happened to Beverly at this time, Jackson felt that all of this was also his fault. If only he hadn't met Jeremy and accepted the perfume, maybe Beverly would be all right now.

We were trapped in an endless cycle of pursuit and death, all because of one woman's delusional entitlement. "There has to be a way to break it," I said desperately. "Some way to sever the connection." Mr Blake was quiet for a long moment, staring into the flames. "There might be," he said finally. "But it would require Margaret to let go of her obsession willingly. And after five lifetimes of feeding her hatred..." "She'll never let go," Thomas finished grimly. The cottage fell silent except for the crackling of the fire. I closed my eyes, trying to process everything I'd learned. The weight of multiple lifetimes pressed down on me, memories of love and loss spanning centuries.

A strong but alone vampire, who has nothing to lose and the people who have nothing to lose are the most dangerous beings. I hate weak and pathetic beings because I was once one of them and that's why I have been punished and lost everything. Being immortal could indeed be considered as a punishment. To live for eternity but with no one beside you. To see every beloved dying but not being able to promise them a reunion because you're immortal. To remember their deaths for eternity. To remember your mistakes and regret them all your never-ending life. Seeing flowers bloom in spring and then see them fade into nothing during winter.

This was also the question everyone wanted to ask. “The longevity of an Eternal is actually fake. Although the body of an Eternal could continuously form vitality independently and they will not grow old or die, every Eternal will have to face a catastrophe after an epoch. This catastrophe is very deadly and very few people can successfully overcome it. After they get through it, they will have another epoch to squander. Otherwise, they would naturally become ashes under the catastrophe. Their bodies and souls will thus perish,” Celeste patiently explained. The women looked at each other.

One wrong decision, one misstep and an immortal’s life could turn into an eternal suffering. Just like this elder, who was now reduced to a grim ornament of punishment. Until Ezra decided to spare him, he would stay in this state forever like a decorative item for this hall — setting an example to never challenge an Alpha’s authority.

“Shut up you useless piece of shit! I had great plans for you Richard, we could have been so good together. But, you have betrayed your Empress and your Realm. Your punishment is now going to be proclaimed!" The Empress paused and licked her lips, enjoying the moment. “Every day, you will be taken from your cell at Kyronus and taken to the Dark Mountain. There you will be chained and struck with lightning 30 times for the next thousand years. After that, we can see how repentant you are!” The immortals in the Chaos court gasped. They knew that each strike would feel like an immortal’s soul-shattering into a million pieces. It would not kill the immortal, but the pain would drive them insane

No one knew where those in the Everlasting would go once they crossed the Everlasting Door. After that, there had not been another everlasting being for several epochs, up to ten billion years. It was all because the Everlasting Path was too difficult... Where could one find everlasting life in loneliness and emptiness? Hence, only the nine Eternals from the Eternal Dominion in the Chi universe were locked in constant strife... because the Eternal Path was getting narrower, and the heavenly law would kill them if they were somewhat careless. It seemed God was unwilling to let these overpowering powerhouses continue to exist. If the powerhouses in the Eternal Realm wished to continue moving f

"Remi knows the consequences and has served them. I don't want to go back there." "Where? Hell? Aren't you an Angel?" "It doesn't work like that." "How does it work then?" "If I help you, they pull me back. I am punished for years and then they send me back in." "What kind of punishment? I know time works differently in different realms, so wouldn't the benefit of, oh, saving a life be worth a couple years of punishment?" His eyes turned haunted. "No." The look on his face made me pause. It must be really bad. It made me wonder what happened to them in punishment. I remembered Remi had said something about it being like Dante's Inferno. Just the look on Angandriel's face made me shiver.

"We drag their sorry asses before us and decide their fate based on whatever shit they've been up to. Could be a slap on the wrist, could be getting their access to the outer regions revoked. Depends on how creative they've been with their mischief." Dad chimed in, his eyes gleaming with a mix of mischief and malice. "And sometimes," he said, his voice like velvet over steel, "they fuck up so spectacularly that we drop them straight down to one of the lower circles. Eternal damnation express, if you will." Sebastian's eyebrows shot up. "Damn," he muttered. "That's... intense." I couldn't help but laugh at his expression. "Welcome to Hell, babe. We don't fuck around."

"You've had your punishment. Let me rest." He laughed lowly, the sound vibrating through his chest into mine, sinful and mocking. "Rest? Oh, little mate, punishment doesn't end with dawn. It's eternal—for what you did to Lisa." His hand trailed up my inner thigh, parting my legs with ease, fingers dipping into the mess he'd left behind. I was still slick, sensitive, and he groaned appreciatively as he coated his digits in our combined essence. "Feel that? My cum still filling you. But you're greedy for more, aren't you? Your body's weeping for another round of ruin."