Eternal Saringan Novels & Stories

I felt so happy. "She is so tiny!" Raymond exclaimed as I giggled. I couldn't ask for more. A happy family. Everything. In the end, I realized, 'There's no couple like us. We are different from everyone. Because our relationship is based on obsession not on love. We are each other's obsession. I was an idiot for not to realize that little thing that our obsession is our love for each other. Our obsession shows our ETERNAL LOVE We are each other's ETERNAL OBSESSION.' THE END

Lingsir wengi Sepi durung biso nendro Kagodho mring wewayang Kang ngreridhu ati Kawitane Mung sembrono njur kulino Ra ngiro yen bakal nuwuhke tresno Nanging duh tibane aku dewe kang nemahi Nandang bronto Kadung loro Sambat-sambat sopo Rino wengi Sing tak puji ojo lali Janjine mugo biso tak ugemi Yes, it’s Lingsir Wengi, a song that is believed can attract the white lady to appear. The melody does send chills to their spines, but they are still vigilant as Seta can attack any time.

No matter how hard he tried, it was in vain. “Nimas Sunyi, meditate until you are recovers. If you are sincere, you will come out of this coffin before forty-one days." said Sawedang. Sunyi straightened her clothes, then put her hands in front of her chest as if she was meditating. Then closed her eyes. His lips said, "ayo podo eling tineleng, mergo urip kui ora asing soko olo tinolo. Wong salah rarumongso Penheran siji, ati siji, sukma siji, urip yo mung kaping siji. Sabar digarne, karep diantepne, jutek disirepne karo lingsire pikir kang mateng ugo weteng kang anteng, jagat muter seser urip diantengne kui sejatining keikhlasan."

My throat was on fire from all the screams I’d released while my body contorted in on itself. Within what felt like an eternity, but in reality was an agonizing minute, where my legs once were was a long, thick and scaly, green fish tail. I looked myself over again when all that was left were residual aches, and found small fin-like appendages on my elbows and sides of my upper arms.

The echoes of distant howls and the clash of weapons reverberated through the air, signaling the escalation of hostilities that tore at the fabric of the supernatural realms. Seraphina, with Adrian's note clutched tightly in her hand, stood on the threshold of the birthing sanctuary. The invincible threads, though resilient, seemed to vibrate with the tremors of conflict that echoed from afar. The birthing sanctuary, once a sanctuary of dreams, now faced the harsh reality of a world torn asunder.

sabi ni Ira "Sino mag aakala nga naman na, magiging magkabarkada tayong sampu?" Tawang sabi ni Kale "Sana forever ganito noh" sabi ni Chia kaya napalingon ako sa kanya "Oo nga. Sana hindi tayo magkawatak watak. Kung magkaproblema man tayo, sana hindi tayo maging bias at ayusin natin agad ah" sabi ni Ethan

I think, 'We are talking later, Mister'. We go to the living room where he makes a fire in the fireplace. I walk over to it and I take in a deep breath, “Love is a flame that burns with a sacred fire, and fills you up with its sweet desire. Yet, once the altar feels love's fiery breath, it makes the heart be a crucible until death. What happens when the heart yearns no more? Will you always have to settle the score? Say love is life, and say it is not amiss. Say that love is but a synonym for eternal bliss. Say what you will of love, in what refrain, but the heart knows that it's another word for pain. Yet, the pain we will endure, because love comes at a price. A price we will gladly pay, t

Garren chuckled. We left the camp and headed towards our destination. Only three more days and we would be there. During our trek, I had finally learned what the Everlasting fire mark was. It was like a bond similar to what my parents had. But this was more potent. It made us more than soul mates. Unlike the mate bond, though, the farther apart we were, the more chaos it brought to the world. The more we fought it, the more it pulled us together until we were mad with lust for one another. But, in a sadistic way, I found relief in it. Found it satisfying to know I wouldn't be the only one going crazy.

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

And his grip loosened. "What's your name?" "Octavia" she whimpered, looking up at him. "Octavia…" Marcus grabbed her chin staring right into her eyes. Even though he was staring into her eyes, he couldn't see it. His thoughts were running miles. He lost yesterday's contract because he didn't have a wife. He has two more contracts that he was ready to let go to Charles because a wife is needed. But then, he wouldn't let them go anymore. Because he's ready to get married.