Novel & Cerita Eternal Tales

"Your grandfather was different. But it was like this. Long before when there were still lot of places not discovered, Wysteria already existed. There was no human in Wysteria. All of them were spiritual fairies and elements. Elijah sailed then, an ordinary man just." My eyes widened again when I found out. He was human! I feel like I can't handle the information I'm receiving. This is some sort of legend or myth! "He has accidentally drifted away in Wysteria by a strong typhoon and ended up with a shipwreck. He was the first to set foot in Wysteria. He said it was like the garden of Eve. He encountered unearthly beings. But instead of sending him away because he is human, the fairies were p

When both Eric and Damon just stare at me, I add, “The Phoenix is a mythical legend. The firebird. Nobody has ever seen it.” “You mean nobody ever talked about it in your pack,” Damon corrects me, tightly. “Did you consider that it could because your pack had been infiltrated for close to a century? You were deprived of a lot of information. How do you think that the Order of Eternity came close to winning the Great War?” I still don’t have a lot of information on the Great War except that the shifter packs rallied against witches and that the witches fought back so I don’t really have an answer to that.

His jaw was tightly clenched, and he looked tense. Why was he nervous? Was he afraid Anne would reveal our relationship? Or was he worried Anne would embarrass Felicia? Felicia's hand hung in the air, but Anne merely stared at it without any intention of shaking it. Feeling humiliated, Felicia bit her lip and turned to Connor, tears welling in her eyes. Tears, the ultimate weapon. Almost instantly, Connor grasped her hand and intertwined their fingers right in front of Anne. "Ms. Yule, I heard you lost your memory, and it's stuck at three years ago?" Walter, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up. "Do you still remember me?"

The multiverse grew gentler, brighter, more alive. Elyra and her mates became the first Eternal Weavers, guiding the next great expansion not as rulers, but as storytellers and lovers who kept the original flame bright. In the heart of the Song, we four finally rested. I lay between my mates, our essences perfectly intertwined. The weight of fifteen thousand years, of countless lives touched, of love multiplied beyond measure, settled into profound peace. “From a terrified boy sent to end you,” I whispered, echoing the words I had spoken so long ago.

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.

It was so with even the galactic forces, so with such opinions they require no comment, and I will not make any of them, even with the ancient records of what was in those distant galaxies in which they were collected in the books that they might be learned. Since they were studied in this way for several years, they built a good part of their entire mental existence from the sick person, in which they were, as was to be expected, even though it occurred in strict accordance with this phantasmagorical nature. Even during their journey, in which they learned about the data their priest, called Edelgard Usher could sit and dream for hours, even with their greatest pleasure, however, they found

But it didn't go well, father got really angry that I eavesdropped on him and completely refused to change his decision. I had no option left; I decided to end this matter myself. I took the eternal sword from the flame and entered the soul palace. Eternal sword is a fiery sword which can end any living thing's existence. Yes... it can kill even us celestial beings. We all can be killed with it and after getting stabbed by it, we will just stop existing... there will be no death or rebirth.

Serena excitedly said. "Serena, I can't promise you everything but all I can promise you is to love you until my last breath .And I will continue to love you until the end of eternity. Will you marry me?” Paolo finally pops the question. "I've waited so long for this to happens, so the answer is YES, YES, YES!" Serena eyes sparkled like the diamond engagement ring. Paolo stood up, and with shaking hands, he puts the ring on one of Serena's fingers.

Wade's father died in the line of duty. At his funeral, Wade stood solemnly at the very front of the crowd. By the time I hurried back from out of town, there were only two spots left for the funeral procession. One was beside my husband of seven years, Wade, whom I had secretly married. The other was at the very back of the line. Naturally, I assumed the spot beside him had been left for me. But the moment I took a step forward, Wade walked right past me and nodded in the direction of my best friend standing behind me. "Helen, come here." The relatives around us began looking in our direction. Someone murmured, "Isn't that Wade's girlfriend? They look perfect together." Others began c

" What else do you have to offer apart from that? " " You don't sell your soul to me, I send you back to the world of the living with immense power and make you become tres eternal.. " " Eternal?, same eternal that got killed by silver, isn't eternal suppose to be Immortal, everlasting creatures " " You're right but there are levels of immortality, three levels, the uno eternal, an Immortal that does not age and die, they heal when they're wounded but gets killed by specific weapons and ways, vampires and demons are an example, then the second, the dos eternal, this immortals have a specific number of lives, you kill, they return until their spare lives are exhausted and the last of all, the