Eternally Beloved Novels & Stories

To be lonely for eternity can be seen as a life sentence, but having what you crave, is the greatest blessing. I have never been more assured to have chosen her to be mine for life. I will promise her my deepest love and my fullest devotion. I commit myself to love her. I knew from the day that I laid my eyes on her that our love was heaven-sent. I promised then, and I will promise her again that I shall be there forever and always. My heart will be her shelter, and my arms will be her home.

I was double and triple penetrated by their immortal cocks, fed upon, knotted, and marked in every way. By dawn, I was completely broken and remade. I lay on the stone floor in a pool of their combined seed, smiling with pure bliss as they stood over me. The Vampire King knelt and kissed my forehead. “Welcome to eternity, our Eternal Bond.” I had finally found my true place, bound forever to the immortals, used, bred, and worshipped for all time.

I scoff loudly at him “bullshit” “If he wants to marry her off, am here sitting ready to marry her?”, never, not in this eternity. “You never know what is waiting infront of you in eternity Ethan..., believe me or not am feeling this thing”. “What if the red roses are just a mistake?”, I ask him speaking a possibility. He scoff at it and said “she is a floral goddess for fucks sake”. “whatever”, I say rolling my eyes. “By the way who is the man you locked in dungeon?”, lucas asks.

"I know. And I'm so proud of you. You've become the queen I always knew you would be. You've faced impossible odds and won." Elena's tears spilled over. "I love you, Father. I miss you so much. I wish you could have been there." His form flickered, his voice growing faint. "I love you too. Forever. Take the Heart. Use it to destroy the First Darkness. And know that I will always be with you." His form faded, and the Heart fell into Elena's hands. Elena emerged from the Abyss, the Heart of Eternity clutched against her chest.

I felt blessed beyond words. The DJ announced we would be immediately going into our first dance song and I blushed a bit. The song was my all time favorite song that now had a new meaning, “Until Eternity” by Blackbriar. I sang softly to him as he held me close. We didn’t need clinking glasses for us to kiss. He peppered me with kisses. Some quick and soft, some more sensual that lit a fire in me. This man was everything. Would always be my everything.

Has to count for something. Even if tomorrow is the end. At least we loved each other first. Loved each other completely. Loved each other forever. And that's all that really matters. Love. Pure. Complete. Eternal love. Nothing can take that away. Not death. Not distance. Not anything. We're bonded. Connected. Forever. In this life and whatever comes after. Together. Always together. No matter what

Forever. “Do you regret it?” Kade asked. “Becoming this?” We thought about it. About everything we lost. Everything we sacrificed. Everything we would never experience again. “No,” we said finally. “Because the alternative was worse. And because we are together. And because love is enough. Even in eternity.” “Even in eternity,” he agreed. And we stood watch. Forever. But somewhere in the darkness, something stirred. Something that was neither the first Void nor the second. Something older. Hungrier. More patient.

I think, 'We are talking later, Mister'. We go to the living room where he makes a fire in the fireplace. I walk over to it and I take in a deep breath, “Love is a flame that burns with a sacred fire, and fills you up with its sweet desire. Yet, once the altar feels love's fiery breath, it makes the heart be a crucible until death. What happens when the heart yearns no more? Will you always have to settle the score? Say love is life, and say it is not amiss. Say that love is but a synonym for eternal bliss. Say what you will of love, in what refrain, but the heart knows that it's another word for pain. Yet, the pain we will endure, because love comes at a price. A price we will gladly pay, t

The tiny, folded slip of paper , Ethan Grant’s phone number , had become my personal religion. For fourteen agonizing days, it had lived tucked deep inside the stitching of my uniform apron, a burning coal against my skin. Two weeks. I had survived two weeks of perfect silence, two weeks of scrubbing floors and polishing secrets, pretending the warm pressure of his lips on my cheek had been nothing but a fever dream.

The breeze wandered peacefully through the blossoms surrounding us, carrying their sweet fragrance across the endless horizon. "I have loved her across lifetimes." His voice remained calm. "I love her now." His fingers slowly intertwined with mine. "And whether I am granted one lifetime..." His thumb gently brushed across my wedding ring. "...or a thousand more..." His eyes softened. "My heart will always return to Elixane." The words settled into my soul with a warmth that threatened to unravel me completely. I looked into his eyes and found exactly what I had always found there. Home. A love so steadfast that it had outlived kingdoms, death, and time itself.