Eternity Netflix Novels & Stories

🌑 Chains of Eternity Kael’s eyes fluttered open to a sky that wasn’t a sky. Above him stretched a vast, blood-red dome, swirling with slow, lazy currents of crimson mist. It wasn’t clouds, not really—more like a living sea suspended in the heavens, its depths glimmering faintly with shadows that might have been wings, or teeth, or both. The weight of it pressed down on him, suffocating in its vastness, yet no wind stirred the air.

THIS BOOK IS PART OF THE 12 SUPERNATURALS SERIES WHICH ARE:- DEMONESS SERIES THE WHITE WIDOW 1, 2 & 3 REVENGE OF THE NIGHT ENCHANTMENT OF DARKNESS IMMORTAL SERIES FRUIT OF IMMORTALITY PLEASING ETERNITY SEARCHING DESTINY VAMPIRESS SERIES AWAKENING IN SECRETS DECEIVING TIME THE BLOOD QUEEN WITCHES SERIES PAMPERED DEVIOUS CONSORT WINNING THE MOON BUTTERFLIES OF FREEDOM **** Life is unfair said another person and yet someone said that it is fair. Which statement should she trust and believe in? She truly didn’t believe in anything like that. She was someone who believed in herself. As long as she lives her life righteously and in the right way, she believed that karma won’t treat her unfairly.

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.

At this time, the trembling was clearly visible. As they trembled one after another, the tiny needle-like cracks could be seen even more clearly within the fragment. They were rapidly appearing and the scope of their spread was continuously increasing. "Tree of Eternity is an ancient legendary. It's ancient to the extreme and can date back to the primitive times. Even in the inheritance of our Nine Netherbird tribe, there's not much information. However, it's not a product of this world. It's very likely to come from outside the extraterrestrial Domain!"

When Colton, Emilia and I, along with his parents were saying our goodbyes to him at the airport, there was a pessimistic nagging voice in the back of my head reminding me that I might not need to suffer through the heartbreak for too long, because everyone was hyping up the supposed end of the world in December, as predicted by the Mayans — but it never came, and I have had to endure 3 years of constant hurt ever since, with the last two years being especially rough because Matthew stopped regularly answering my texts. I know that High School romance stories have this magnetic quality to them that makes people gravitate towards them, and I also know that high school romances don’t last that

“You cannot wake one day and decide you want humanity again. You will be like me. Like my mother. Always. Immortal. Are you sure you want this existence, always waking beside me, always bound to me, forever? What if eternity wearies you? What if one day you long to move on, to taste another life, and regret this choice?” I shook my head, fierce with conviction. “Waking beside you forever is all I long for. To have children, to watch them grow, to reinvent ourselves and our love over and over across centuries, Adrian, that is my dream. What I cannot bear is the thought of goodbye. I want forever with you. Only you.”

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.

Tears were streaming down her cheeks. “What good is your ‘sorry’ now? Ana is never coming back.” Evan’s voice cracked. He shook his head wildly, almost hysterical. “You’re lying. Ana can’t be dead. We have so much left to do, so many years ahead of us. She wouldn’t just leave me.” Claire shot back with anger. “Ana was terminally ill! The doctors gave her the news three months ago. What kind of husband are you? You didn’t even notice something was wrong with the woman you lived with every day?”

I ask. He sighs, “Once many centuries ago.” I can tell that he won't elaborate, so I steer the conversation, “I guess it's different for your kind.” He nods, “If you could become immortal, would you?” I think for a moment, “I suppose given the right circumstances, I would. It would be sad to watch those around me die, but if I helped them make that life worth living and filled with love, then it would be worth it.” He smiles as if I lifted a weight from his shoulders, “You're taking this whole immortal thing well. I don't sense any fear in you.”

CHAPTER-18. THE GUARANTE JACKSON wanted to lie to himself. He wanted so badly to stop believing his sight. However, his heart and mind that were usually always positive for some reason have changed drastically, turning negative. Jackson landed his butt on the sofa. Netranya watched as the blanket that was supposed to cover Beverly and Dimitry's bodies slid from its place. Now what appeared in front of him was Beverly's flawless skin that clung to Dimitry's skin. I don't know what they were dreaming of, Jackson could clearly guess that their dream was so beautiful that they didn't notice it.