Novel & Cerita Eternal Thief

He then opened the box as he spoke. When Sinead saw the brilliant necklace set with gemstones inside, she fell silent. On her sixteenth birthday, Jackson and Liana had given her a necklace too. When Nelson saw it, he exclaimed in surprise that his family also had a necklace that was supposed to be an heirloom, in almost the same style.

Damon gets straight to business, “What do you know about these people?” I tap my finger on the arm of the chair I'm sitting on, "I know that they have something to do with an organisation called The Order of Eternity. My understanding is that this Order used to exist around the time of the Great War and then it disappeared.” “The Order of Eternity,” Damon doesn’t seem very surprised. “I am glad to have it confirmed at least.” “You've heard about them?”

The overindulgence of the place could not have been more emphasized by its designer as even a piece of spoon or fork could pawn for an enormous prize that would afford one an immortal slave from the liquidated money acquired from the theft. Many tried to do the crime but none were successful because of the peak immortal manager watching the establishment. The lucky ones were executed on the spot whereas the unlucky ones were auctioned like new arrival fresh fishes for the immortals doing the time in the eternal penitentiary. The caught thieves would have to enjoy or suffer their new life depending on their innate adaptability. It is a tragic ending all the same but such was the life directio

"But first, let me take Seraphina to her resting chambers. Her meat suit is exhausted from being in dragon form for so long." "How long was she like that?" Hazel asked. "Almost three days. Her dragon got angry after her Eternal was kidnapped." "Her Eternal?" Hazel questioned. "Eternals are what we call our mates, since once we meet our mates, we get to live for an eternity if no one kills us," Layla explained while she took Seraphina in her arms. "That's fascinating," Declan was amused. They all followed Layla into the resting chambers. "Woah, this is nice," Declan praised as he noticed the sky outside through the open crater atop the gigantic nest that Layla placed Seraphina in.

(Elijah) The Eternal Night Division was one of Aeternum's many secret military divisions, but it was undoubtedly the most formidable. Unlike the Special Forces, the Eternal Night Division surpassed all others in every aspect—physical attributes, effectiveness, and tactical prowess. What set them apart even further was the fact that every soldier in the division was a vampire, granting Aeternum an army of undying elite soldiers. However, it was precisely because they were vampires that their existence had to remain hidden. In the current age, vampires were still regarded as evil creatures, not just another race of humans. Revealing their existence would severely damage Aeternum's reputation a

" 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

Hearing this name, Zephyr Khan couldn't help but be curious, because these four words had been said by the Nine Netherbird more than once, and every time they were mentioned, there was an unconcealable hatred in its mouth. From the other party's information, Zephyr Khan knew that the so-called "old thief" should be an expert who created this secret land. He was curious as to why the Nine Netherbird had been sealed in this space for such a long time. "No matter what, if you sincerely cooperate with me, and this so-called 'undead old thief' is indeed a b*stard, then I don't mind to help you..." "Just you?" There was obviously a hint of doubt in the Nine Netherbird's eyes.

When it resolved, he was closer to the camera, almost whispering. "There are three stones. Three consciousnesses. The Aethel is the youngest, the most desperate for a partner. The others feed differently. They don't want love. They want worship. They've been hunting the Aethel for three centuries, ever since it escaped them. Ever since it chose..." He coughed. Wiped blood from his lip. Cut off mid-sentence. The video jumped. A symbol appeared angular, old, with no name anyone still remembered and Elara's stone pressed hard against her sternum. Julian made a sound through his teeth that wasn't quite human.

Or it could be someone I looked in the eyes everyday in the pack house, someone I liked, someone I trusted. The Eternal Winter had driven me to be a thief. What would it drive someone else to do? Were they here to poison me?

As they approached the sacred grounds, the air seemed to hum with a palpable energy—an anticipation of the discussions that would shape the future of their kind. The entrance to the elders' sanctum loomed before them, adorned with intricate carvings that told the tales of generations past. Seraphina, her scarlet eyes glinting with a mix of reverence and determination, led the way. Adrian, his werewolf features a testament to the unity forged in recent battles, followed closely, while the hybrid child walked beside them, a living symbol of the prophecies that had unfolded.