Eternal Reverence Novels & Stories

I kissed her lips and cheeks over and over before slowly pulling out and entering again I pech her forehead and she finally relaxed . "I love you baby ...i love so much "i said kissing her lips and slowly thrusting in her . Her screams died down to moans and whimpers and i fastened my pace . "Zander ..." she moaned my name making me smirk .. She will only moan MY name . She will be claimed by only ME She will be treated like a queen b6 only ME Anna belongs to ME . I thrust into her faster and she arches back .

"I'm sure about that. But I'm not quite sure you will let him feel guilty and take your life. Jackson even fell in love with you. I don't believe your foolishness led you to death. And your love? I'm sick of hearing that. " Jeremy put his gun on Beverly's head. Instead of being scared, Beverly smiled and said. “We can't control someone's feelings. Including love. Love just happens, without a clear direction and purpose. Like a bird that flies freely with its wings. Love will stop at the right place. The right people. I fell in love with Jackson. Even with Jackson. Luckily we were anchored at the same pier. See each other. Fall in love with each other. Maria does not deserve Jackson who has a

“I don’t think I understand what you mean? Are we still talking about the same thing? I was talking about my gratitude and...” “It’s a simple question, Amelia. Yes or no; can you do it for eternity?” His gaze was unusually solemn. “I can’t believe we’re actually talking about this,” she commented loosely, but suddenly held her neck high. “But, I take my vows very seriously. So, yes, for all eternity you have my gratitude. Unlike a lot of people that I have met, I never forget it too. So there you have it. Are you happy now?” “Then, it’s decided,” he announced, pushing himself away form the wall he had been leaning on. He righted his jacket and walked forward, his eyes on her. “For all eterni

“Explain.” “They echo,” she said. “Across belief. Across time.” The voice purred. She echoes beautifully. Kieran snapped. “Enough.” Power surged from him, raw and unshaped. The bond flared white-hot. The presence recoiled but did not vanish. Instead, it smiled. You feel it now, don’t you? Kieran stiffened. “Feel what?” The old god’s voice deepened. Fear makes us strong. But devotion makes us eternal. I whispered, “It’s feeding.”

“Eternal steel. I like that.” The elders approached then, a procession of weathered forms shuffling from the oak-thrones, staffs thudding rhythmic into the earth like heartbeat drums. They moved as one, bowing low—lower than tradition demanded, foreheads nearly kissing the blood-damp soil in profound contrition. The eldest, Mira—her face a map of wrinkles etched by a century of moons, silver braid coiled like a serpent—lifted rheumy eyes first, voice rough with age, awe, and a grief mirroring Clara’s own.

Naturally all the Aeternum kneel on the ground on one knee, taking off their hats and settled it on their chest, this gesture is common to Aeternum, so there is a many Foreigners that were in the crowd were left standing and clearly thinking whether they should follow what everyone do. “Long Live His Majesty!..May Glory Be Eternal!..”.(Everyone)

Audrey inhaled, her voice steady though soft. “In aeternum te colam et serviam, sicut sol servit diei.” Helena nodded approvingly. “Good. And the meaning, my lady?” Audrey’s lips curved faintly. “Forever shall I cherish and serve thee, as the sun serves the day.” She paused, eyes tracing the inked lines. The phrase had felt distant at first — one of many ceremonial utterances she was required to memorize for the wedding mass — but as the syllables rolled from her tongue, something in them tugged at her chest.

They stepped forward, ready to infuse the universe with their own harmonies. Isabella's voice, infused with celestial grace, joined the eternal song. "Luca, my eternal love, can you hear the vibrations of the eternal song? It carries the essence of all existence—the pulsating heartbeat of creation. Our souls have been granted the privilege to add our voices to this celestial symphony, to contribute our harmonies to the cosmic chorus."

The embers around it pulsed gently, as if breathing. The chamber walls were covered in ancient symbols glowing in rhythm with Rayden’s heartbeat. Each beat emitted a different light. Even a single step forward caused his skin to peel slightly, but he didn’t stop. “The Eternal Flame Throne…” he whispered softly. “The place where the first War God burned his body to become immortal.”