Eternally Damned Novels & Stories

No one knew where those in the Everlasting would go once they crossed the Everlasting Door. After that, there had not been another everlasting being for several epochs, up to ten billion years. It was all because the Everlasting Path was too difficult... Where could one find everlasting life in loneliness and emptiness? Hence, only the nine Eternals from the Eternal Dominion in the Chi universe were locked in constant strife... because the Eternal Path was getting narrower, and the heavenly law would kill them if they were somewhat careless. It seemed God was unwilling to let these overpowering powerhouses continue to exist. If the powerhouses in the Eternal Realm wished to continue moving f

Right before you burn in eternal flames. Purgatory.

"You don’t have a say at this point. Do it or your emotions will blow us up." I took a deep breath and puffed on the cigarette in my hand. "Are you sure the demons helping us are really on our side?" "Yes. Those are my demons. My life is tied to them. If I die, they die. And if they betray me, they will perish, never to return except with the lost soul in the depths of hell." "Those souls that you take — the unworthy ones, the unwanted — where do they end up?" "Pits of hell. The hottest part of hell. They will burn for eternity, and they will feel every bit of it. Their souls will never die, will never be reborn." He answered, and I swallowed hard.

Something about the satisfied look in his eyes just made me realize how eternally damned my soul had to be in order for me to be mated to such a monster. “Just do it Alvaria, don’t fight it. The eternal fire is not a tolerable way to die. You will forever be burning in the circle of hellfire for an eternity and your soul shall never know no rest. There is no way to get out of a deal bound by blood and with the Lord of the underworld himself…just live to fight another day. All that you have to do is “I do” and all of this will be over ,”

Eternal. The word eternal can be defined as an everlasting or universal spirit representing the Moon Goddess lasting or existing forever. Let that sink in. I wasn't always an Eternal Wolf. Before I was ever an Eternal Wolf, I was the Alpha Queen. Becoming the Alpha Queen wasn't easy by any stretch of the word, but being the Alpha Queen shaped me into the she-wolf I have become. I didn't know it then, but I was destined for greatness. The Moon Goddess made sure of that. Saving my people, and really the earth realm from absolute destruction wasn't something I was thinking about when I was a young wolf. Little did I know.

But the emotional damage ran far deeper. “I keep thinking about Mia,” Serena said softly, tears slipping down her cheeks. “She was supposed to graduate with me. We had plans… stupid human plans.” Kael pressed a kiss to the top of her head, his strong arms wrapping tighter around her waist. “And I keep seeing my frat house burning. All those memories… gone.” Damien rested his forehead against Serena’s, his cool breath brushing her lips. “Viktor once told me eternity meant watching everything you love die. I never thought I’d find something worth fighting for again.”

I continued, arching further while Saint pushed his fingers against the panties that were soaked from my need of him to make me come. "The killing fields?" Eryx continued, his eyes heavily hooded, but there was anger dripping in his tone. "Why do you call them that?" "Because he did, and he is the alpha. When the wind howls, you can hear the ghosts keening and screaming for help. The soon-to-be damned call to be saved, but no one can save us because the demons are too strong. We're already damned and soon-to-be-dead. No one cares that we cry out for help."

“We found her in an abandoned chapel outside the city. For hiring the Fallen to harm a Prince and a future Prince’s mate, the Council has sentenced her to the Dungeons of Holy Light for eternity.” The captain finished, gave me a deep look of apology and respect, and quietly backed out. The room was silent. The news landed like a boulder, shattering the last of Darius’s illusions about the past. He closed his eyes, his face twisting in pain. All his efforts to ‘atone,’ to repay a debt that never existed, had been met with a more venomous betrayal. A moment later, the door opened again. It was Julian. He saw Darius in the bed, saw my red-rimmed eyes, and his gaze softened with my heartbreak.

I whisper, putting all my sincerity into it. "Lo so (I know*), Amore mio. But, me ne frego (I don't care*). The stronzo (asshole*) is dead and buried." Elio stops talking momentarily, then looks up at his little brother. "Get out of here. I don't need you anymore." Matteo greets us with a simple nod and leaves. Then, Elio pulls me against him and comes to whisper in my ear: "You will be happy to know that this stronzo was the last one on the list."