Eternal Rain の小説・ストーリー

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.

He was clearly disgusted with Libulan at that point. Kaptan raised his right arm into the air and the clouds gradually accumulated until they got so dark, ready to drown the earth with heavy rains. The thunder roared and lightning lit up the night skies. Beneath us, mortals would have assumed by now that the Gods were upset and were about to end the world in a matter of hours. As Kaptan kept releasing his tremendous power that had brought hundreds of Gods before us to their end, I didn’t feel afraid. It was overwhelming, but my reason for turning my back against him was to fulfill my own ego and that was to save the man I fell in love with!

He of all the people knew how fake this dream was but before he got even two steps forward, he was kicked back swiftly yet hard that he got in a crouching stance. "Rain?" Ketra's cheeks were wet with tears as she glanced at the god in front of her. Was it happening or was she hallucinating? She freed from Kevin's hands as Rain's manly scent hit her senses. Her feet lifted suddenly feeling energized and she found her way to his arms almost immediately and buried her head in his broad chest that she had missed for an eternity while inhaling his merry scent of cinnamon.

Helpless before her. The power was no longer rising — it was consuming. The walls trembled with each pulse of her magic, the floor cracked beneath her bed as invisible roots of energy dug into the earth, pulling from something far deeper than this realm. The air itself grew thick — not just with magic, but with presence. Something older. Something divine. Her wolf wasn’t just waking. She was ascending. “Marlyn,” Darian said without tearing his eyes away from Seraphina, “what the hell is happening to her?”

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.

"And when will I be yours?" "It depends," Beverly replied casually. "Dependent on what?" "Depending on when you will open your heart to me," "I opened it," "I don't have the key," Beverly pursed her lips. "Can you tell me where you keep the keys to your heart?" "In a place that humans may not be able to reach," "Luckily, I'm not human. I'm a fairy. " "You're not a fairy?" Jackson pinched Beverly's nose anxiously. "You are a devil."

“Eternals are a race of immortals. Unlike other races, they are born with an insane amount of vitality, making it possible for them to live forever, even without any power to rely on.” Indra answered. Although he thought it strange that the Supreme didn’t know about Eternals, he didn’t mind answering the question. Besides, with how knowledgeable Mane was about other matters, the only reason he wouldn’t know about Eternals was if someone was preventing him from gaining access to that information. But Indra didn’t believe in hiding the truth from Mane. And he reckoned that Ananse didn’t mind his words either. If she did, with her powers as a scholar, she would have taken his words out of his m

Summer opened her mouth to speak but he bought his forehead down to meet hers. "I’ve been the brunt of so much loss and pain for eternity.... but only one truth remains, something that we can fight to the ends of time with, one thing that has shone through like a crystal on a dewy morning: Being together brings true power. We will wreak havoc amongst the gods…amongst the stars" "What are .... you saying" Summer spluttered confused He stopped and stared intently into her eyes. His charcoal eyes swirled with desire which intrigued and caused butterflies in the pit of her stomach. As she waited for what he had to say, Summer realised that she was holding her breath

“Every time it rains, I’m always reminded of the lab.” Darius walked closer slowly. “What do they do when it rains?” “They say the sound of the rain is really nice.” Darius frowned. “What’s so special about the sound of rain?” Serafina gazed up at the sky thoughtfully. “The sound of rain really helps them, it keeps our screams from being heard by other immortal beings.” The room suddenly fell into complete silence. Darius quietly felt his chest tighten. He didn’t say a word after Serafina said that, because no words were enough to make either of them feel much calmer now.

In the silence, the only sound was his heavy breathing, mixed with anger. After a long wait, Anne turned her back to him again without saying another word. "I didn't touch her." Connor moved closer again, burying his head into her shoulder and rubbing against it. "You never know," said Anne. Connor's patience wore thin. Outside, it started to rain lightly. Thinking about how Felicia was afraid of thunder, he got up and put on his clothes. When he left, he slammed the door loudly. The loud 'bang' made Anne flinch. She opened her eyes, and tears slid down the corners of her eyes to the pillow.