Eternity 145 Novels & Stories

“Offer it honestly.” Sienna’s heart snagged on a thorn it had grown itself. Lunaris regarded Ryder as if he were a child who had read the last page without permission. “Yes,” she said. “There is a mercy built into eternity. The first century, you will remember like a song you can conduct. The second, like a melody you hum without noticing. The third, as a story told by someone with your face. By the fifth, you will set down your love as you would set down a hot cup, gently, and with relief. Eternity is not a room where grief grows. It is a hallway with many doors. You will forget him because you must. Not because I hate you.”

Meanwhile, Erito’s both hands were seen hugging tightly his elder brother, without any thought to release his hug. “Their bodies are eternal… Their loves are eternal as well… Their handsome, gorgeous, perfect faces are eternal…” uttered Rendy Pluto. “Their attractive, charming and perfect bodies are also eternal…” mumbled Pierre Zhaopardy. “Is this the so-called eternal love?” Paul Jayden’s rhetorical question was heard.

The World Tree’s branches glowed with their arrival, leaves shimmering with faces, voices, memories. ‎ ‎At the heart of the nexus, beneath the endless canopy, stood a being named Eternity—born of all our lines, of every choice made since the eclipse. They had no single form, shifting between silver wolf, golden flame, starlight, and gentle human shape. Their eyes held every color of our family, every shade of every soul we had touched. ‎ ‎They did not speak with a voice. ‎ ‎They spoke with light. ‎ ‎Of a woman who had once been called cursed, who had chosen to burn anyway.

he said softly. Seraphine raised the Blade higher, silver fire blazing like a miniature sun. “And they will,” she whispered. “Because we are not here to be corrected. We are here to endure, to resist… and to rewrite the rules of eternity itself.” The Test of Eternity had begun. And the anomaly was ready to answer.

“The child does not belong to the pattern.” Eternity is a sequence of hunger and consumption, It is a long, dark thread that pulls the fabric of the physical world into the mouth of the abyss, we have tasted the souls of kings, the screams of stars, and the hollow echoes of those who thought they were gods.

He grazed my ears with his lips, sliding down to my neck, and I shuddered. “Ah, Piper.” My chest palpated when he pressed my back to the door of the lift. His abs touched my bust. His hands found their way to my buttocks, groping them possessively like how he would touch me back in the past. I discovered myself plunging weakly into that hopeless well of desire. He connected his lips with mine, making love to my mouth heatedly until the automated AI voice of the elevator stopped us. He caged me in his arms and pulled me aside just as the doors of the elevator opened. We were right on the fifteenth floor.

For the first time in eons, the Heart within each creation pulsed out of sync. Some beat faster. Some slowed. Some stopped altogether. The universe quivered. Nael confronted her brother on the summit of the Hall of Breath and Echo, their energies blazing like suns colliding. “Stop this!” she shouted. “You’ll undo everything Ereya gave us!” Sareth’s expression was serene, almost sorrowful. “Ereya gave us eternity. I give us finality.” He lifted his hand, and the twin lights fused together—black and gold swirling into a sphere that vibrated with impossible energy.

Pierce was gone, but I had already married him in my heart. I wore the ring he had placed on my finger, and I would live in this world in his place. It wasn’t until later that I discovered the name of the diamond ring Pierce had given me—Eternal Love. He would love me forever. (The End)

I turned away, planning to go back to my room to pack my things, but Delroy suddenly grabbed my arm and snarled viciously, "Titus, it's my turn to live forever this time." The moment he said that, I understood what was going on. He had been reborn, too. I looked back at him with a smile. "Then, I hope you get exactly what you want." In my past life, Delroy had only seen the vampire's noble air, the elegant grace, and the promise of immortality. He'd never known that, behind closed doors, she'd nearly drained me to death several times. Since he wanted her so badly, he could be her walking blood bag this time.

Wade's father died in the line of duty. At his funeral, Wade stood solemnly at the very front of the crowd. By the time I hurried back from out of town, there were only two spots left for the funeral procession. One was beside my husband of seven years, Wade, whom I had secretly married. The other was at the very back of the line. Naturally, I assumed the spot beside him had been left for me. But the moment I took a step forward, Wade walked right past me and nodded in the direction of my best friend standing behind me. "Helen, come here." The relatives around us began looking in our direction. Someone murmured, "Isn't that Wade's girlfriend? They look perfect together." Others began c