Novel & Cerita Eternally Damned

“No, you weren’t the first. But, you were the first in a long time. Perhaps your punishment was too harsh. I cannot change the past but I can try to better the future. Your life on earth must come to an end, dear child but considering all the pain and suffering that you have had to endure, you deserve to be happy in eternity. “When you and Garin return to Harlem, you will find that the segregation between angels and demons there is no more. You will be able to spend your eternal life with the one you love, as will the others.” Garin looked at Hannah and she at him. It was an unexpected turn of events but it was a good one; a very good one. It was a good deal, and they were both willing to ta

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Alpha Damian growled angrily. "Quite a beautiful lady, how unfortunate she's an omega, perhaps your highness should claim her as one of your sex slaves" A Beta guest from different pack suggested. "Even for my lowliest sex slave I cannot claim her" Alpha Damian uttered, this word reverberated into Ana's ear a thousand times, she felt her world collapsing as she stood to her feet and ran as fast as her legs could carry her into the dark, as the night soil man followed.

CHAPTER-31. FIREWORK PARTY DIMITRY watched Jackson and Beverly as the two of them embraced. He knew all this time Maria was not a good woman. During his friendly relationship with Jackson, Dimitry always tried to protect and look after Jackson like a real family. For Dimitry, Jackson was too weak, too trusting and too soft-hearted. Sometimes Dimitry is sad with the nature of his friend. But on the other hand, Dimitry is proud to have a friend like Jackson. Jackson would never leave her under any circumstances. Including when he was banished to AAHTech by Dewa. Jackson was the one who redeemed himself so that he could freely breathe outside air and replace his position.

Our obsession shows our ETERNAL LOVE We are each other's ETERNAL OBSESSION. THE END

Nothing to show for two centuries of life; the lands that I once claimed as my own, the people who showed fidelity to me, all already forgotten. And the only thing I can hope for now is an ignominious end and an eternity in that twilight world of the realm of the dead, caught between the worlds of eternal rest and glorious life, unable to exist in either of them, both torturingly out of reach. . An eternity of torment. An eternity of damnation.

Sahara, Salem, and a dozen elders were dragged out and pressed down to kneel in front of the ancestral graves. "You are disrespectful to your elders and your ancestors! You will be struck by lightning for this!" "I am the elder of the Damien Family, don't you kids dare to touch me!" "Aren't you ashamed of your actions in front of your ancestors? You will all go to hell for this! You will be known as the eternal sinners of the Damien Family!" "Don't ever think that you will ever be able to have a place at our ancestral graves or the family genealogy! You are all traitors! Traitors!"

After all, at the end of everything, we would come back in each other’s arms. As we are cursed for eternity. Cursed of being together forever.

Especially knowing that her life was in my hands. They usually begged. And even when they didn’t, they were just quiet. She was doing everything opposite that and it riled me dangerously. “Answer me, your Grace,” she drew mockingly. “If my soul is tainted, what do we call yours? Destroyed. Black. Hopeless.” “Shut the hell up!” I snapped. “Shut up.” She smirked, shaking her head slightly. “Yes, that is it. Hopeless must be the word. At least I could pray to the moon goddess and have a second chance. But you, you could never do that. Ever. You are doomed for eternity.”

“If you keep looking at me like that, I’ll ruin you right here.” “Maybe I want to be ruined.” He stilled, jaw tight. “Careful, princess. Don’t tempt me.” I smirked up at him, breathless, reckless. “I thought you liked a woman with claws.” His curse came out strangled this time. “Per l’amor di Dio.” (For the love of God.) I was still on my knees, wrists red from his tie, lips swollen and sticky, when Lucian pulled back with a groan that rattled through my bones.