The Eternal War Novels & Stories

"Alright, you say we don't have much time to talk, but why am I here?" "I need to warn you of a war, and I need you to let your family know because they will be dragged into this war." "What war?" "The war between the god Ashton and the humans." "Why would that involve my family?" "Ashton will ask other gods to aid him in this war." "Why does he even want this war?" "You can say he has a hate for them." "Why does he hate them?" "Humans kill what they don't understand and are different than them." I guess that can be true, and that's why us werewolves keep our self a secret from the humans.

He raised the crystal high, and the guardians of the balance gathered around him, their power flaring to life. The war was over. But the battle for eternity had just begun.

The women looked at each other. They had no idea that there would be a catastrophe for Eternals. They always thought that as long as they reached Eternal Realm, they could live forever. It seemed that trying to become an Eternal and staying by David's side forever sounded a little whimsical now. “Celeste, how long is an epoch?” “One epoch is 129600 years!” ‘129600 years?’ Except for Celeste, everyone's eyes widened, and they were frozen on the spot. ‘An epoch is actually 129600 years?

The Real War is About to Begin I stepped forward. “Vanessa… What's coming?” Her sparkling eyes dimmed. Her voice— commonly complete of confidence— became quiet. “They are older than The Watchers.” “Older than Earth.” “And they no longer ask. They no longer watch.” “They best consume.” Rachel’s breath hitched. “Oh. Great.” Vanessa became lower back to the console. “They have already seen us.” Ethan exhaled. “So what will we do?” Vanessa checked me out. And smiled.“We put together for war.”

Both sides face each other at opposite sides of the battlefield from yesterday, the stench of smoke and blood still fill the air to some degree. We hear that the officers simply named the battle, Final Eternity. Although I found the name a bit bland, in all truth I believe it didn’t matter. The ceremony was conducted by the meeting of Generals from both sides. When our own General Vaxides read the official Persian letter and inspected the seal for authenticity while the Persian Leader General Izari did the same with the Remanian letter. When both Generals returned the letters and saluted each other we knew the war was now over. The cheers of both armies are much more deafening than the fierc

It starts with us, and ends with us. And that is the finale of battle of the immortals. It ended tragically, but it was for a greater good of the world.

Maria Irene said to us and I just nodded. "Thank you, Maria Irene, Leo is our hope so that Heiley will not be destroyed immediately in the war even if she dies in childbirth." I just told them that it's true that it's better to give birth and not to go to war. There is no cure for the powers that he has so that he does not die early and it is really destined for their race that they die in war because their powers are unique, it is used as a weapon against the enemy, the only thing that must be avoided is that is the only way to survive.

They took the oracle to the deepest part of the village where the rebels lived, to give him time to concentrate on divining the future that awaited them. "You must prepare for war, it is inevitable. Blood corrupts the enemy, so you must watch your necks if you want to win," that's all the oracle says, who was in the middle of what looked like a ritual. "Blood? Neck? Maybe we'll have to face vampires after all, this looks very bad," Marcus says. "I don't know, but we won't be afraid to face the people who want to harm us, so let's arm ourselves with courage and eradicate evil from the world. And if we need to go to war to achieve that, so be it," says Lyra optimistically.

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.

I felt so happy. "She is so tiny!" Raymond exclaimed as I giggled. I couldn't ask for more. A happy family. Everything. In the end, I realized, 'There's no couple like us. We are different from everyone. Because our relationship is based on obsession not on love. We are each other's obsession. I was an idiot for not to realize that little thing that our obsession is our love for each other. Our obsession shows our ETERNAL LOVE We are each other's ETERNAL OBSESSION.' THE END