From Here To Eternity Novels & Stories

“No, you weren’t the first. But, you were the first in a long time. Perhaps your punishment was too harsh. I cannot change the past but I can try to better the future. Your life on earth must come to an end, dear child but considering all the pain and suffering that you have had to endure, you deserve to be happy in eternity. “When you and Garin return to Harlem, you will find that the segregation between angels and demons there is no more. You will be able to spend your eternal life with the one you love, as will the others.” Garin looked at Hannah and she at him. It was an unexpected turn of events but it was a good one; a very good one. It was a good deal, and they were both willing to ta

The echoes of distant howls and the clash of weapons reverberated through the air, signaling the escalation of hostilities that tore at the fabric of the supernatural realms. Seraphina, with Adrian's note clutched tightly in her hand, stood on the threshold of the birthing sanctuary. The invincible threads, though resilient, seemed to vibrate with the tremors of conflict that echoed from afar. The birthing sanctuary, once a sanctuary of dreams, now faced the harsh reality of a world torn asunder.

The climax emerged as celestial beings, bathed in ethereal luminescence, appeared in the chamber, recognizing Victoria and Alexander as stewards of the mansion's enduring purpose. The denouement revealed the cosmic dance within the chamber – love stories transcending time, moments of resilience transforming into celestial triumphs, and unexpected turns guiding destinies woven into eternity's fabric. The astral whispers, now a celestial melody underscoring the revelations, spoke of the altar as a focal point where intentions could amplify Sterling Manor's influence on eternity's threads.

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.

Pierce was gone, but I had already married him in my heart. I wore the ring he had placed on my finger, and I would live in this world in his place. It wasn’t until later that I discovered the name of the diamond ring Pierce had given me—Eternal Love. He would love me forever. (The End)

Instead, she went into the bridge, and looked at each and every seat inside. “The truth is that immortality’s a curse. It’s an eternity filled with loss and regret. Anyone and everyone who means anything to you will die. Not just them, but their children, and their children’s children. You get to see entire clans you love rise and fall and fade away. One day, this mountain is gonna be ground down, and all the people who lived in it just some footnote in some record somewhere. “I just can’t shake it - I know I’m gonna see people who I care about die. Mack and Max and Claire. They’ll be gone at some point. Just dust and fading memories.”

Those were the last words I heard before eternity beckoned. —

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.

‘Wake up Murphy’, a soft alarmed voice hit her consciousness, she was too familiar with this voice. ‘Murphy, wake up’ ‘It’s time to leave this caravan of remorse, let go of this little precious breath, pay this debt of weary soul to the land, for eternity is yours’, the calmness and concern of this voice brought to her a feeling of both hope and dismay, she wanted the voice to stay and keep talking to her, it felt peaceful to her ears, like a healing hand on her heart.

she said hugging her husband tightly. She had longed for his hug for a very long time so she wanted to make the most of it now. "I love you more," Daniel replied who also responded witha tighter hug to her. In Ara’s heart, she knew this was the beginning of everything, what they called eternity. And this time, there is no need to let go and no need to be hurt because in this place all there is pure love and happiness, just like what she and Daniel have for each other. "But Daniel," she whispered to her husband.