Eternità Novels & Stories

Her body became static, and she was in a trance from which she could not escape. Out of Mia's field of vision, Esteban and his new girlfriend were approaching Ivan to celebrate the night's victory. It was the last race, and Esteban had won, which meant another semester at his university was secure. The boy was so happy that he didn't notice Mia's presence until Sara herself greeted him with a slap.

"But first, let me take Seraphina to her resting chambers. Her meat suit is exhausted from being in dragon form for so long." "How long was she like that?" Hazel asked. "Almost three days. Her dragon got angry after her Eternal was kidnapped." "Her Eternal?" Hazel questioned. "Eternals are what we call our mates, since once we meet our mates, we get to live for an eternity if no one kills us," Layla explained while she took Seraphina in her arms. "That's fascinating," Declan was amused. They all followed Layla into the resting chambers. "Woah, this is nice," Declan praised as he noticed the sky outside through the open crater atop the gigantic nest that Layla placed Seraphina in.

Her kiss felt like a symbol of the eternal love and bond that they shared. “Can you promise that we’ll be together forever, Garin? That even after death, we’ll find each other in Harlem and be together for all eternity?” Hannah asked. “I wouldn’t have it any other way, Hannah. I promise you that our love will live forever, in the physical world and the Nether realm. We will love each other for every lifetime, every generation and nothing will ever break us apart. I swear it,” He said. “I swear it as well,” Hannah said and they sealed their promise with another kiss and let the night swallow them in its calm and peace as they engaged in the sharing of skin and the passion found within.

I say again as I press the numbers on the keypad. As soon as I place the last digit, I hear a click and I turn around. A part of the wall near the TV has protruded and it now looks like a door. I rush off the bed and I hurriedly make my way into the opened wall that looks like a door. As soon as I enter, I hear a strange deep voice. “She’s in here!”

🌑 Chains of Eternity The chamber was gone. There were no walls anymore—only an endless whirl of black and broken glass, shards of light reflecting faces that were not theirs. The reflections multiplied with each heartbeat, spreading like cracks across reality. Chains rattled from a dozen Kaels, axes rose from a dozen Branns, blades gleamed in countless Serises’ hands, and the soft, ruinous glow of endless Lioras pulsed like a funeral hymn.

Had things not been so busy, I would have ravished her right then and there. Seraphine came walking up with a set of noise canceling ear muffs. I was genuinely confused for a moment. "We're working on expanding the power level of Reya's earth shattering howls. Like wolves, shifter ears are quite sensitive, so you'll be needing a pair, if you plan on watching. The frequency used is almost like a sonic sound wave, it's large spread and it could possibly deafen you, if you aren't careful." I was shocked, to say the least. "Are there any other special abilities?" I asked, looking towards Valeria. She shrugged a little. "Reya says there are Three special abilities. Howler, Dominion and Rupture, t

"The Architect needs us to be living containment vessels." "Yes." "That will kill us," Darius's analytical framework calculated. "Containing primordial chaos while maintaining consciousness. The strain would burn through even our unified form within days." "Not kill," New Lyra corrected quietly. "Transform. You would become—permanent. Eternal. No longer able to separate or die or change. You would exist as fixed points holding back entropy forever." Through our bond, we felt five sources of horror at that fate. Eternal existence as cosmic pillars? Never dying but never truly living either? Just—persisting. Forever. Alone together for eternity?

“It’s not over…” The void pulsed ominously, and the last words of the system echoed around her: The final choice has been made… but the game is eternal.

Then, the murmuring starts. I close my eyes. And for the first time in two days, I let myself feel it. Not fear. Not anger. Just… Peace. Because this is the only thing that ever made sense after I let her go. The only end that fits. Eternal Slumber—second of its kind. Not death, no. That would be mercy. It is an unraveling. A sleep that never ends. A slow, suspended fading. Breath without breath. Heart without beat. A body buried in time while the world forgets you.