Eternal Wave Novels & Stories

Their moans of enjoyment echoing, their sweat dripping down their wet bodies, their fires brewing like an unending storm, carried by metaphorical waves of impending climax and the literal heat of the friction between them. They moved as one, standing up and then, laid down on the bed. They were on the edge of a synchronized explosion, like a volcano about to erupt. Together and at the same time, they felt it. They felt the ultimate release of immense pleasure as they eased out of the love spell that had them in chains of physical loving and uncontrollable intimacy. ****************************

Summer opened her mouth to speak but he bought his forehead down to meet hers. "I’ve been the brunt of so much loss and pain for eternity.... but only one truth remains, something that we can fight to the ends of time with, one thing that has shone through like a crystal on a dewy morning: Being together brings true power. We will wreak havoc amongst the gods…amongst the stars" "What are .... you saying" Summer spluttered confused He stopped and stared intently into her eyes. His charcoal eyes swirled with desire which intrigued and caused butterflies in the pit of her stomach. As she waited for what he had to say, Summer realised that she was holding her breath

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.

The night creatures, from owls to wolves, seemed to join in a symphony of anticipation, acknowledging the birth of a being whose destiny would intertwine with the fates of werewolves and vampires alike. The oracle, perched in the highest chamber of supernatural knowledge, felt a shiver down its ethereal spine. The prophecy, spoken eons ago, had now been set in motion by the birth of the hybrid. The oracle, the custodian of ancient wisdom, watched with an intensity that transcended the boundaries of time.

The river had swollen into the fields, and treetops broke the surface of the water which swirled restlessly around hidden obstacles, so it wasn’t lying, but Lyric doubted that the sign maker had a flood in mind. “You said that before. I don’t understand,” she indicated to turn off. That road would lead to one of the river crossings, and she suspected that it would be impassable due to flooding. Plus, they sought the dam. It still made sense that whatever was in the water would have originated from there. “What old war?” He slid her a frown. “The Eternal Wars of the Gods,” he prompted. “Sounds cheerful,” she said dryly. “You know nothing,” he realized with mild surprise. “Humans have forgotte

He was thinking about me. [2:23 PM] Sasha: Why are you contacting me now? [2:25 PM] Ethan: It's time you came to the study. Grandfather needs something done. That chilling, casual switch from intimacy to command hit me like a blow. This wasn't a romantic secret; this was an assignment. My new access wasn't about love; it was about utility.

Evan could hardly wait to go home. However, Cherry clung to his neck. Her face was streaked with tears. “Baby, were you not happy these three months? Can’t we just stay together forever?” Evan pulled her arms away. His expression turned firm. “Cherry, the three months are over. We shouldn’t see each other anymore. I can’t keep on betraying my wife.” The moment he said it, a strange sense of relief washed over him. It was something he had not felt in a long time.

A seashell necklace was at their feet, its delicate tinkling sound cutting through the murmurs. Ethan paused for just a moment, his gaze flicking to the necklace. Then, he steadied Aria and moved on. The necklace lay abandoned in the dirt, its true owner never to return for it. As darkness settled, there was still no sign of me. Ethan, clearly frustrated, fired off a voice message. His voice was sharp, each word spiked with irritation. “Wendy! Where on earth did you vanish to?! It’s way too late for you not to be home! Are you off sulking somewhere? Was it really that bad to ask you to wait a bit longer? Do you always have to overreact like this?!”