Eternatus Novels & Stories

Aphelion asks, a look of confusion on his face. "It's more than just a sludge," Luka speaks up, his mental shield so intense I can feel it pushing against me, but still, my powers manage to find a way to wiggle in and caress his. "That black substance is called Eitr. It is neither dead nor alive. Eitr is the origin of life. Jörmungandr created dark Etir as a weapon to destroy the Norse Gods. Eitr, both light and dark, was supposed to have been destroyed with the destruction of Asgard. The substance that came from Beckett was a fledgling Eitr; when in its full form, it can shift into any dark beast; a basilisk, an Oshi-Oni, a chimera, a Kraken, even a Medusa type creature. Its shapeshifting i

Adam's eyes glinted with enthusiasm Man the bugger didn't know just when to fuck off, if only just if only "My mother" Luciano's reply came through gritted teeth "to be assisted by Jordan" Without waiting to hear his further complaints, he'd stormed off, looking to placate his future mate. ***** Glossary Avian- Winged Shifter species Lupine- Land based shifter species mainly Wolvish in nature

He immediately inspires confidence and security. Henry is almost as tall as Santo, but he is much more slender in build. He has curly blond hair cut short and sky-blue eyes that shine with kindness and gentleness. What's more, Henry is a hopeless romantic who believes that he will find the love of his life at the corner of a street. Henry is an angel of kindness, and Santo is a demon that the Lord has placed on Earth to remind us of the existence of purgatory. And my husband, Elio, is the only person in this world who can control this demon.

You are born of me and Bruce, your humans are of Adam and Evie. Bruce-Let’s stay on the resetting of the clock. Oden-How do we reset the clock? Aeternitas-You could always ask me. Me-And you are? Aeternitas- I believe you all would know me as Crystal. I’m her Lycan my name is Aeternitas. Jupiter-How can you help? Aeternitas-I can reset time under the proper conditions. But if I do I will erase myself, so you only get one shot. Only one of you can keep your memories.

"Did I say something wrong? I am Adrian from Weststar, having just emerged from seclusion after more than two hundred years," Adrian said, trying very hard to restrain his impatience. Willard sensed Adrian's displeasure and replied, "My friend, don’t bite me now, but Weststar was destroyed a thousand years ago. Besides, level-nine immortals typically have a lifespan of at most two hundred years, right?"

—it was genuinely observant, like he was looking at a rare piece of art. ​"I'm Mateo Velez," he said, stepping forward to help me stabilize the heavy tripod before it could tip. "I’m on the board of directors. And unfortunately for my sanity, I’m also Luke’s oldest friend." ​"Hannah Martin," I replied, regaining my composure. "Is he always... like that?"

Chapter sixteen: A new dawn Late summer sunshine gilded the facade of Montrose Hall as Isabelle Montrose stepped into the grand gallery annex, her breath catching at the sight before her. Rows of mahogany easels displayed her charcoal and watercolor drawings—renderings of flickering embers, twisting serpents, interlaced keys, and the silver blue flame she and Alexander had kindled in Saint Brigid’s crypt. Each piece was accompanied by a brief inscription in flowing Latin and English, celebrating the Ember Circle’s rebirth in truth.

The humidity immediately enveloped me, sticking the cotton to my skin. Ethan was already there. He was sitting on the edge of the pool, his feet dangling in the water. He wasn't wearing a robe or a towel. He wore only a pair of dark swim trunks, the water clinging to the sculpted lines of his torso. The light reflecting off the water danced across his skin, making him look less like a man and more like a dangerous, mythical creature. "You came," he said, not standing up, but turning his head slowly to watch me walk in. There was a predatory satisfaction in his voice.

Madchen marveled at the men’s healthy appetites. Drago, NIck, and Marcu ate three platefuls of food, with Madchen raising a curious eyebrow, watching them act like lumberjacks after a hard morning’s work. “They have… interesting metabolisms,” Adriana smiled,”A trait of their unique lineage.” Why did she have the distinct feeling the family matriarch was trying to tell her something? “Hmmph,” Grigo cleared the air, “What my beautiful wife is trying to say, little girl, is we are not like ordinary humans,”

Dark as black. The sides of his face were tattooed with a dreadful image of a human skull with a single red rose flower in it’s mouth... the stalk of the rose flower running straight into his pinna. He wore diamond earrings - they lined up at the edges of his pinna (outer ear). His teeth was surprisingly pure white and well arranged. With two golden incisors clearly visible. He looked like the word 'fear' in capital letters. Then he was as huge as the devil himself.