Eternal Saringan Novels & Stories

I asked, my voice merely a whisper, "do vampires mate for eternity?" Lance took my face gently within his hands and looked directly into my eyes. "Yes, we mate not only for life, but for eternity." "Do you have a mate?" I asked, afraid of the answer. Lance smiled, amused by my interest. "If I would have, you would not be here." "Oh?" He took a deep breath, closing his eyes. "You would be dead," he said. He looked away, thinking, and then back into my eyes. "Do you remember when we met?"

"Thank you for being by my side Nora. The thought of you made me to fight for my life. I just pray that I get out of this place soon so that we can begin our love story till eternity. *********************** The gentle breeze blew through the trees as Ned and Nora walked through the familiar paths of the plantation. The sunlight filtered through the branches, casting a warm glow upon their faces. The scent of blooming flowers filled the air. Ned couldn't help but feel a sense of peace and contentment as he looked at Nora, his heart overflowing with love. The journey they had been through, the obstacles they had overcome, had only strengthened their bond. He knew, deep in his soul, that Nora

Thinking back, it all felt bittersweet. She smiled bitterly at the memory and opened her laptop to review the latest list of sponsored students. As she scrolled idly through old files, she paused at a folder from 10 years ago. Her hand moved instinctively to click it open. Before her mind could fully summon the image of Connor, dirt-streaked but beaming as he handed her a bouquet of fresh lilies, another name caught her eye: Felicia. Anne froze. She clicked on Felicia's profile, and the woman's face filled the screen without warning.

Not just from the wounds, but from the sheer weight of betrayal. She closed her eyes, expecting oblivion. But then— A pull. A strange, almost celestial force tugging at her soul. The darkness gave way to a sea of stars, the moon glowing impossibly bright. Golden tendrils wrapped around her lifeless body, warmth spreading through her cold limbs. The last thing she felt was a deep, soothing hum, like the universe itself was whispering a secret meant only for her. And then—nothing. Seraphina gasped, jolting upright in bed.

"What the hell, Travis!" "I'll take you home when you don't want it and when you want it, Empress." "I really don't want to go home. Are you crazy?" I complained that he didn't answer. My cheeks immediately turned red when I felt his hand grab my butt to fix me on one side. "Get your fucking hand off my ass!" "Stop moving if you don't want it to go inside your skirt," Travis complained, which made me cover my mouth in embarrassment. "I will bring you home to the Philippines. You will marry me whether you like it or not." Is he forcing me?