Eternità Novels & Stories

’’ he again still confused ‘’the transformation’’ I said as I saw a wave of emotions go through his eyes, you went from confused to happy then sad then concerned with an undertone of Fear ‘’Are you sure? the transformation is not a decision to make on a whim if you do this it's permanent forever for eternity There is no turning back there is no stopping in between you will be tied to me for the rest of Eternity’’

"A fucking monster you willingly offered your innocent little girl to. And oh, how you begged me to accept her" Mr. Santos' eyes widened in horror as he tightened his grip on the knife. "You..." "Torture me all you want," Sergio began, his voice barely above a whisper. Each word was a battle, fought through gritted teeth and labored breaths. "Fucking break me and strip me of everything, but know this—L'eternità all'inferno è di gran lunga preferibile a una fottuta vita senza Rosana. What I feel for her is infinite. Even if she does not forgive me, even if you kill me and my body fucking fades, my heart and soul would forever belong to her, even after death" [E

Garren chuckled. We left the camp and headed towards our destination. Only three more days and we would be there. During our trek, I had finally learned what the Everlasting fire mark was. It was like a bond similar to what my parents had. But this was more potent. It made us more than soul mates. Unlike the mate bond, though, the farther apart we were, the more chaos it brought to the world. The more we fought it, the more it pulled us together until we were mad with lust for one another. But, in a sadistic way, I found relief in it. Found it satisfying to know I wouldn't be the only one going crazy.

She came so many times she lost count, squirting down his cock, down his thighs, onto the marble floor in endless waves. When the sun finally threatened the horizon, he carried her back to the bed, laid her down, and entered her one last time, slow and deep and reverent. They moved together like they had been doing this for centuries, because now they would. He kissed her blood smeared lips and whispered against them, “Eternity is ours, Sofia. Every night, every hole, every drop of blood and come. Forever.” She wrapped her legs tighter, took him deeper, and came one final time with his name on her fangs and his cold seed flooding her womb.

I announced. “Welcome home, my Libulan,” he said, kissing my forehead lovingly. Our transparent bodies dispersed together with the gentle breeze of the solemn winds. As this happened, Sidapa’s last words faded along with the wind. “Now and forever, I am all yours. I will always love you, and will only yearn for you. We may forget each other, but my heart will forever remember your name. This is my eternal promise to you. Goodnight, my love.” THE END

Made of books and scrolls and memories written on reality itself. "Welcome." A voice speaks from everywhere. "I've been expecting you, Aurora Sinclair. And your mates. And your quest for eternity." A figure appears. Neither male nor female. Neither young nor old. Just timeless. The Chronicler. "You know why we're here?" I ask. "I know everything." They smile. "I record it all. Your past. Your future. Your every choice. It's written here. In infinite books. Infinite possibilities. Infinite outcomes." "Then you know if we succeed." Zephyr's voices echo. "If we find a way to be eternal together."

That night, when she finally curled beneath her sheets, the silence was deafening. And in that silence, she let herself feel. The grief. The hatred. The deep ache of betrayal. And the terrifying pull she had begun to feel in the pit of her soul—like something ancient was calling to her. Searching. She didn’t know his name yet. But she could feel him. The one whose voice now haunted her dreams. The one whose presence made her blood sing. Her true mate. Darian’s POV Somewhere, in the darkened corners of the world, he was waking. Restless. Furious. Moving. She closed her eyes, heart racing. It had begun. The war. The unraveling. The reckoning.

The country revealed so many things about Levi, and with the new enemies and friends formed, Maya found out that Levi was actually an ancient demon who's lived for hundreds of years. She was his mate, and his demonic powers were so powerful they were almost in par with those of the demon Lord, who had already found his mate a long time ago. Slowly, the naive girl's eyes widened to the new world she had stepped into, and eventually she draws Levi into her world too, and with a few adventures he realizes that his feelings had grown too much to keep being hidden.

Their silver-blue ember glowed in the central brazier, a promise that truth and love endure beyond every trial. Author’s Note Eternal Embers was inspired by my fascination with hidden societies, the power of choice, and the alchemy of art. I hope Isabelle’s sketches and Alexander’s courage encourage you to discover then rekindle the embers within your own story. .

This alarmed Eva greatly. People always loved the idea of immortality. As though becoming one allowed them to learn everything and become ultimately powerful. Or of simply looking young forever. It was possible, yes. But most didn't understand the complexity of 'infinity'. Those who were infinite would see countless finite things rise and fall. Towns, cities, planets, civilizations, galaxies, friends, family, children, grandchildren, entire legacies. Eventually, they would all end. Beyond them, the only thing that existed was the void itself.