The Eternals Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"You are my eternal mate. I will never forsake you." Finally, his family—the Valkyries—agreed. But they had one condition. He could leave the vampire world with me. But first, he had to sleep with Liliana, the pureblood noblewoman. He had to give his family a new, powerful heir. Dorian held me, his voice tight with desperation. "Please, Freya. Just wait a little longer. A few more years, and we can go to the human world. We can have our eternity." I waited. Night after night, he went to her bed. A hundred nights of betrayal passed before she finally conceived.

"Titus, I'm sorry! I'm sorry I did you wrong!" But I no longer cared. … When Vivian returned that night, she grabbed me and spun me around in a circle. "Titus, you're amazing. Leila thought we'd all been poisoned today, so she sent out her entire army. I crushed them and sent them running with their tails between their legs. You really are my lucky star." But as she spoke, her gaze started to change, and her hands began to wander over my body. Her voice grew thick with desire. "You're incredible, so how about we have a pup together and rule the world?"

The entity leaned closer, its presence folding the space around him like paper. The air thickened, pressing against Kieran’s chest like a vice. The Entity’s proximity warped gravity, bent light, and made time stutter. Every breath he took echoed with centuries. Every blink revealed a new apocalypse. He could feel it watching, not with eyes, but with understanding. It was dissecting him, not out of malice, but out of curiosity. It wanted to know how long a soul could scream before it forgot why. Kieran dropped the pen. His fingers were numb, his veins pulsing with symbols instead of blood.

"Nelson and I have been together ever since we turned eighteen. We never made our relationship public, but I thought we were a real couple in my heart. Then, Irene came back, and he told me the person he had liked all along was her, and that he had only ever seen me as one of his friends. "I didn't say anything and chose to step aside for them. I even moved to Espada just to cut this whole relationship off! I've already backed off this far, so why won't you let me go?!" Sinead's voice grew louder, and tears started to well in her eyes. This time, she was crying for herself. For the young woman who had loved him and waited for him so many years. For the young woman who had been belittled and

Now, he was actually here. Through the half-open door, I saw Ethan holding a woman's hand tight. That was Sierra. The Nymph. Her blonde hair fell like a waterfall. She looked like a literal goddess. "Madam Elena, are you still upset about seven years ago?" Ethan's voice was chillingly calm. "I stopped loving Elara a long time ago. I'm totally over it. I was hoping she could help my fiancée prep for our ceremony. As a friend." The word "friend" stabbed me like a knife.

That's why, when I asked him to have coffee at the coffee shop, he didn't think twice about accepting my offer. "I thought you would never come back here," he said, making me smile. He leaned against his seat and smiled playfully at me. "So, what's the latest, Empress Faye? Are you and your boyfriend already married?" "He is not my boyfriend." "But he's your fiance, Empress Faye." "Only our parents want us to marry each other. We never agreed to that agreement," I answered before sipping on my cup of coffee.

Our obsession shows our ETERNAL LOVE We are each other's ETERNAL OBSESSION. THE END

The weight of disappointment cast a shadow over her thoughts, revealing the struggle between loyalty to her friend and the staunch adherence to vampire traditions that had defined their existence for centuries. Bella's mind echoed with questions, the unspoken turmoil revealing the internal conflict that waged within her. Eleanor, a silent observer of the inner workings of their clan, understood that the revelation of Seraphina's forbidden connection had ignited a storm of emotions that threatened to unravel the delicate balance of their relationships. ____ Eleanor, the sharp-minded vampire with the gift of reading thoughts, couldn't shake the tumultuous emotions that surged within her as she

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.

Until now, I didn’t know what he planned, and why he cancelled those plans before I achieved my mission. “Piper, just wait. Eventually, I will have what I want, and I’ll give you what you wished. Eternal freedom, and the status you desired,” he said, kissing my earlobes as I lay with him in the patient bed. My patient robe was draped over my shoulders and he was drawing minute circles over my areolas. However, I was exhausted. I ensued pondering on his words. The thing was, what was this cost of freedom? Would I ever escape the prison Lenard created for me, even if I killed him myself?