Eternally Damned Novels & Stories

Addressing the assembly with a voice that resonated authority, she acknowledged the unsettling truth revealed by the oracle. "The prophecy speaks of a love that defies our very essence—a union that threatens to unravel the centuries-old tapestry of our existence. We, the immortal children of the night, stand at the precipice of an unprecedented challenge. It is our duty to maintain order, to uphold the sanctity of our kind."

Did her status here mean nothing to these over entitled petty women? "I just think it's funny. A couple short months ago, you and your whore of a mother were the laughing stock of this town. Then you stole the position of Luna from Kamilla and somehow sweet talked your way into getting my poor daughter thrown to the wolves. You have absolutely no shame Valeria. You or your mother. Couldn't even keep your husband, could you Karla? You lived in a shack with barely two pennies to rub together. Got yourself in with the Alpha's S- well. Alpha now, and now you're living a high and mighty life. My child could be dead for all I know, but you filthy peasants are allowed to exist like nothing even hap

And it hadn't matter if I'm just a child at that time their fear had made me an enormous monster in their eyes. Surprisingly, it hadn't bothered me and for the first time in years, I found myself smiling. Their pain-filled scream was like music to my ears as the fire licks their skin marking them, making their nightmare a reality. Before the building burned to the ground I made sure that they all had a good look at me. I want them to remember me on every waking day of their lives. I want them to hear my laugh as they burned and writhed in pain. And when they hear my name being spoken, they'll crawl to the ground to find a safe place to hide. I want to torture them in every fucking second of

LEGION'S POV "I should have listened to my father. It is true that the fires of Hades cannot be compared to the fury of a woman," King Damian retreated to his chair, and my eyes followed, “Erilyn gave her soul to the darkness, she was not to be forgotten so easily. Black magic became her ritual, her belief, and on the day I was mated she gave a curse, a curse she fixed with her life. My son was to be a beast like his father and his father before him, but his lust for blood would not be subdued. He would transform past the boundaries the moon had carved, he would feast on the living, mortal, and immortal, and kill even those he called beloved. Those that gave him love."

I hadn’t noticed them before because the place had been so crowded, but I suppressed a shudder. “Who are those people?” I whispered to Sigyn. “Those are the souls of the damned,” she said. “Beings who have committed the worst atrocities.” “Like murderers?” I asked, my voice tight. “War lords, genocidal maniacs, slavers, mass poisoners.” She rubbed her chin. “In the Sixth, there are lesser punishments that match their crimes.” I gave her a slow nod, wondering how I might have been treated in this Faction of Hell.

"A fucking monster you willingly offered your innocent little girl to. And oh, how you begged me to accept her" Mr. Santos' eyes widened in horror as he tightened his grip on the knife. "You..." "Torture me all you want," Sergio began, his voice barely above a whisper. Each word was a battle, fought through gritted teeth and labored breaths. "Fucking break me and strip me of everything, but know this—L'eternità all'inferno è di gran lunga preferibile a una fottuta vita senza Rosana. What I feel for her is infinite. Even if she does not forgive me, even if you kill me and my body fucking fades, my heart and soul would forever belong to her, even after death" [Eternity in hell is so much prefe

"It's time I told you the truth about what you're really dealing with." She gestured for everyone to sit. "Ten thousand years ago, there were not separate species. No wolves, no vampires, no witches. There was only one supernatural race, and they were called the Aeternum. They were powerful beyond imagination, immortal, capable of reshaping reality itself." "What happened to them?" Dominic asked. "They destroyed themselves. Power without wisdom leads to catastrophe. The Aeternum waged wars that nearly ended all life on Earth. The survivors realized they had become too dangerous to exist as they were. So they made a choice."

The turbid breath exhaled in their slumber had the capacity to tear the fabric of the chaotic void, unveiling dreamlike cosmic chiliocosms. They were the progenitors of the extraterrestrial race, the alpha and omega of the enigmatic beings. Their names were Infernatur and Damnatur. To the uninitiated, and sometimes even to their own kind, it was widely believed that Infernatur and Damnatur were distinct entities. However, they were but facets of the same being.

We were trapped in an endless cycle of pursuit and death, all because of one woman's delusional entitlement. "There has to be a way to break it," I said desperately. "Some way to sever the connection." Mr Blake was quiet for a long moment, staring into the flames. "There might be," he said finally. "But it would require Margaret to let go of her obsession willingly. And after five lifetimes of feeding her hatred..." "She'll never let go," Thomas finished grimly. The cottage fell silent except for the crackling of the fire. I closed my eyes, trying to process everything I'd learned. The weight of multiple lifetimes pressed down on me, memories of love and loss spanning centuries.

When I pushed it open, the air was thick with the scent of damp earth and aging oak. Ethan was already there. He was sitting on a wooden crate, a single dim bulb casting long, jagged shadows across the racks of dusty bottles. He looked different in the darkless like a Grant heir and more like the boy who had lost his parents at sixteen. He had a bottle open, but he wasn't drinking much; he was just staring at the label. "You actually came," he said, his voice a low vibration in the small space. "I shouldn't have," I whispered, sitting on the crate opposite him, keeping a careful distance. "If Harrison finds me down here, I’m done. He already looks at me like he knows exactly what I'm thinkin