Eternity 145 Novels & Stories

Is he adopted? "This is Chester, my last born," Aunt Brenda introduced before turning to another girl, who I was sure was about our age. "This is Gaile, Chester's twin," she added before pointing to a young girl who was by Tito Charlie's side. "And this is Chessa, our eldest." I can see Lienzo turning to look at the young woman like his age. Even Chessa's smile on my brother didn't escape my eyes; that's why I didn't do anything but squint in my seat.

Elsa, who had sensed that shifted her face. "Think about it, Elsa. It's only for a year and during that year, you will have access to my properties and resources. In return, my mother will get to meet her grandchildren as she had always wanted. Remember you are not going to lose anything, in fact, you have a lot to gain than I have. It's a marriage of convenience, with no strings or feelings attached. And after one year, we will go our separate ways and never meet each other," "Just like that?" She asked, showing interest in the deal. Her body was getting calmed and her face was becoming soft. Chester sensed that and continued to lure her into accepting the contract.

They have to talk about business. Octavia glanced around trying to suppress her smile. He kissed her cheeks. He held her. Those sent a cold feeling down her spine but she loved it. Her eyes darted around to see the direction he went through when her eyes locked with that set of familiar eyes. She'd recognize the eyes anywhere. She released a light gasp as they maintained eye contact. Charles?

Author note***** Important note:- The scenes in this chapter are from the past time, after one month of Eternity's kidnapping, and that phase where Eternity losses her virginity to Aaron and her pregnancy phase. ********** Eternity pov I looked outside from the window, as the coffee mug I was holding is giving me warmth in such a cold weather It's been a month since that kidnapping incident when Fabian Crave kidnapped me, tortured me, and then Aaron, my husband, comes to save me

Not just from the wounds, but from the sheer weight of betrayal. She closed her eyes, expecting oblivion. But then— A pull. A strange, almost celestial force tugging at her soul. The darkness gave way to a sea of stars, the moon glowing impossibly bright. Golden tendrils wrapped around her lifeless body, warmth spreading through her cold limbs. The last thing she felt was a deep, soothing hum, like the universe itself was whispering a secret meant only for her. And then—nothing. Seraphina gasped, jolting upright in bed.

Elara’s POV Eternity deepened unity boundless world ours echoes bound new. The evening rut simmered eternal in our chambers Alexander pulling me close lips nuzzling the scar on my neck with a possessive nip that sent dark shivers cascading through my core flames coiling hotter in response. "New harmonies call tempting us to amplify or starve," he growled low stripping my leathers slow deliberate hands roaming tease over my curves fingers pinching nipples hard to draw gasps pleasure sparking quick. "But first I claim you deeper flame heir own this body eternal rut you senseless till you beg for mercy."

The journey to the first Well of Eternity began in silence, the group’s minds weighed down by the Sentinel’s warning. The map etched by the Nexus had shown their destination—a vast expanse known as the Twilight Vale, where perpetual dusk cloaked the land. It was said to be a realm caught between realms, where the energies of light and shadow coexisted in fragile harmony. Elysia walked at the front of the group, her elemental senses attuned to the shifting air around them. “The balance here is... tenuous,” she said, her voice soft. “It feels like the whole place could shatter with the wrong move.”

Then he came into my life, like a knight in shining armor, showering me with affection and promises. "I love you, Emily. I can't imagine my life without you," he had said, his words lingering in my mind like a melody. The moment he kissed me, sealing those promises with his lips, he spoke of an endless future together. "Till eternity," he vowed words that now feel like hollow echoes. Men are scum, I told myself, but identifying the one who shattered my world is a task I find painfully elusive. As I stood ousted from his house, with my dreams and dignity lying in shards at my feet, a single thread of hope remained. My parents' house.