Eternal Tree Novels & Stories

A gentle breeze swept through the garden, swaying the branches of the surrounding trees and carrying with it the intoxicating scent of blooming jasmine. As Olushola and Olufèmi continued their walk through the garden, a slight silence fell between them, broken only by the gentle murmur of the breeze. Olufèmi, shy, searched for words, while Olushola, with her warm smile, tried to make the conversation flow. "This garden is really beautiful, isn't it ?" she said, pointing to the tall, starlit trees.

"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

Anything that could not be proven by science was not real. "Though the lovers from the name basically means love in your life it is also a sexual card." I choked again. My cheeks reddened at the mention of sex. " I realised from your reaction that you are...Et intacta pura ?" "Ate what?" "Et intacta pura. Pure and untouched. A deep burning desire will fill you. Your body shall awaken and you will thirst for only that person. Only he can put out the fire...he whose soul is bound to yours."

Selene said. “If you need my blood to get this to work, I’ll happily provide it. Just start making the potion while I go and get the other ingredients,” Garin said. “Do you know where to find an Alkili root?” Selene asked. “Of course, I do. Demons were the ones who planted the first Alkili tree on earth after all,” he replied. “Hannah will stay here and assist you with whatever you need until I get back,” Garin said.

I ask him, but he avoids my question. “Go upstairs and go in my room. You will see a painting of the sea; lift it up and then you will see a small keypad. When you do, put in the code 9182 and it would unlock a door disguised into the wall.” He explains and my mind races. The amount of adrenaline running through me right now is insane. “When the door is opened, get in and lock it. It is a bunker and you would be safe there.” My dad continues. “But, what about you?” I ask him.

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?"

As we pulled away, I looked back at the château silhouetted against the night sky, its windows glowing like watchful eyes. "What happens now?" I asked, my voice small in the darkness of the car. "Now we break the cycle," Mr Blake said, his eyes meeting mine in the rearview mirror. "For three hundred years, Margaret has been hunting you. In every lifetime, she finds a way to destroy what you and Thomas have. Sometimes directly, sometimes by keeping you apart. But always the same result." "You mean we've been reincarnated more than once?" Thomas asked, his hand finding mine in the darkness.

A secret path through the frost-silver trees, cloaked by enchantment and shadow. The path led to a clearing long forgotten by the rest of the world. Twelve skulls—snow-white and wolf-boned—circled a silver tree with bark like light and leaves like night. This was where she found her. Mother Noira. The pack witch. The Shaman of the White Wolves. Her skin was the color of storm clouds, her eyes blind but glowing with thin threads of violet. Runes were carved into her flesh, old magic pulsing from her bones like breath.

Ze began to walk in the direction of the outpost, and beckoned Eva to follow. “I’m familiar,” she replied. “Fought off one of their raiding bands in… the Kavati System, I think? Anyway, I recall they were big and dumb and aggressive.” “There’s more to them than that, I promise.” The two walked for some time through the expansive forest and saw beautiful reds and purples everywhere. The tree trunks themselves were a deep and dark brown, much more than regular Earth trees. They made their bright red leaves all the more prominent.

Andres' voice in the video sounded indifferent and dismissive. Camellia's mind flashed back to the day Andres received the beads. "Cam, I'll always keep these with me, even in death," he had promised. The color drained from Camellia's face. She wanted to cry and let out all the pain, but no tears came. The light in her eyes had faded completely. Late at night, as the world slept, no one noticed when Eterna Haven went up in roaring flames. Andres was up early the next morning, preparing for the day.