Everlasting Shine Novels & Stories

Maliit at matangos ang ilong nito, perfect teeth with matching perfect smile pa. Hindi nga lang siya into beauty pageants dahil alam niyang may question and answer portion na pinakaaayaw niya. Kaya napili si Eisa. No choice daw 'yun sabi ni Lulu pero para sa akin kayang masagutan ni Eisa ang mga ibabatong tanong sakanya. Lagi kase silang nagpapractice ni Mommy kasama yung trainer niya kaya masasabi kong may panlaban si Eisa.

A final surge of energy rising toward the surface. Kaelen glanced at her, voice low. “Whatever happens next, don’t let go.” She met his gaze steadily. “Never again.” Light erupted from the earth, swallowing them both — brilliant, pure, unyielding. Light. Endless, blinding light. It washed through everything — the forest, the sky, the shattered vow beneath the soil. It poured into the air until the world seemed made entirely of breath and color. Then, gradually, it began to fade.

“Fire every cannon until their barrels melt. Burn the walls. I do not move from my wife’s side — not for the end of the world itself.” Maya screamed again — and the waters broke — not blood, not red — but a flood of sapphire radiance, spilling across the furs like liquid starlight — announcing the arrival of the Third Heir — as the shadow of the Leviathan swallowed the last light of the sun.

The relic responded on cue. A soft, pearly glow bloomed around the jewelry, haloing the skin above her collarbone. The air around her shivered with a faint resonance hum—the kind that made wolves’ hackles lift, that whispered of bonds and promises. Several guests turned toward her, pulled by instinct. “Do you see?” One Luna sighed. “Such alignment. Even now.” The glow was pretty. Convincing. It's completely artificial. Elowen felt the glass-singing in her bones rise to meet it like a challenge.

GRACE'S POV APRIL 12th, 2013 There was a sound. It came first as a distant ringing, sharp and persistent, like something fighting to pull me back from wherever I had fallen. It cut through the quiet darkness, growing louder, closer, more insistent. “Grace?” “Grace!”

But the moment the crystal released her fingers— It dissolved into glittering mist. Her golden eyes flickered… Dimmed Then return to their normal soft hue. The silence ended. A roar of voices. Relief. Disbelief. Victory exploded across the clearing. Cheers. Cries. Sobs. War chants. “LUNA LAURA!” “HOPE!” “BLACKMOON.” “VICTORY!” Warriors embraced. Shadow people bowed their heads. The celestial daughters floated in shimmering circles, their glow softening in the wake of the fading storm.

For they are the fulfillment of a promise, and fate itself shall yield: They, the spark that commands the storm. They, the storm that guards the flame. Bound by love, fortified by destiny. Three souls, one bond, one legacy. Now shall their blood unwrite what blood once wrote.] As she spoke, my stomach illuminated with a soft, golden light. A subtle heart-shaped symbol lingered over my skin, glowing gently before fading away. "Wow." Eira whispered. “Nothing and no one will be able to undo this blessing,” she said, her smile genuine and warm. “Be strong, Eleanor. Stay healthy for them. You will be okay.”

The Eclipse lay on a stone altar, her form flickering between solid and shadow. Solara chanted in the old tongue. Luna Rose sang the lullaby. I held the Eclipse's paw. "It will be over soon," I said. "I am afraid." "That means you are alive." She almost smiled. --- The shard emerged slowly. It was not ice—it was absence made solid. A shard of pure void, pulsing with cold light. As it left the Eclipse's chest, she screamed. Not in pain—in release. The shard fell to the ground. It cracked, then dissolved into nothing.

A solitary tinder was seen, glowing ever gently yet it could also be perceived that this little light was persisting on keeping its gentle spurts of brilliance amidst the flooding of the unnatural rainfalls around it. The gods and immortals even observed that the will contained within the dancing glimmers of greyish light was a tad stronger than its initial resurgence. In the immediate aftermath of this unlikely sequences, a smiling form of a daughter of heaven, both in beauty and pride as embraced death with open arms, crumbled into ashen smudges towards the depths below its fragmenting posture. An end worthy of a once revered Queen, Cheska Shadoweaver.

Catherine Davison widened her eyes seeing herself and Katherine Flynn on the mirror. "I know you were shocked. You have so many questions to ask but I don't have answers for your questions. I don't have the courage to live in this cruel world anymore. But you got the second chance to be alive. Here after you have to live as Katherine Flynn. Life your life in my place. Be happy" Katherine Flynn tried to touch Catherine Davison's hands but before she could reach her, Katherine Flynn disappeared into thin smoke. Catherine Davison was standing into daze, before she could realize what's happening around her. She blinked twice and saw the reflection of herself but not as Catherine Davison but as K