The Fire Eternal Book Novels & Stories

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)

It's like a drum that's only half the height and it's made of granite. "Mr. Ales, I couldn't find any other big burn other than this one. I've already said goodbye to your majesty. I said you need to use it so he sent it," Estrebelle pointed to me and I saw that the men placed the big burn on one side just near the balcony. Some followed with fertile soil, Angelica with a green thumb helped bring fertile soil that was black in my eyes. I couldn't speak because of the speed of the incident. I just asked for a burn, now there are waitresses following because they are filling it with fertile soil. Is it from Elijah's instruction?

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."

Survival, I am learning, is sometimes just choosing not to open certain wounds. The air shifts. Reality tightens like a held breath. Eternal stands in the center of the hall. She does not arrive. She is simply there. Seventeen forever. Silver-and-black hair caught between states. Eyes mismatched and endless. “I have information,” she says. Her voice is layered—Tempest beneath something older. “The pain shared it while I held it suspended.” Every hammer in the hall stills. “Emptiness is not destroying what it consumes,” Eternal continues. “It is storing it. Compressing matter, memory, and concept into a pocket dimension outside conventional reality.”

Because after the storm, the calm was not the absence of fire. It was a slower, more constant burn, but still deep, visceral. A fire that did not destroy — it warmed. That did not consume — it nourished. The fire of a love that had survived spells, tragedies, years of separation, and that now burned quietly in the fireplace of a house that was finally ours. Eternal.

I watch as Erik reaches for her, he is about to speak but I cut him off. “Enjoy the parting gift. When she claims her throne, you will be able to reclaim yours. Until then, enjoy the everlasting fire. It’ll keep even the coldest of hearts warm.” I say, snapping my fingers and letting the rush of shadows and flames consume me as I leave the palace and return to my kingdom. To use my book and find my queen.

It made me feel so desperate that I couldn’t even fathom what was happening to me. But when I heard that voice that stabbed through me like a firey spear, I knew it was all over. I had returned to my worst nightmare, and this time, I would never escape it. It was no other than my eternal prison, and it welcomed me back with open arms.

Closing my eyes in contentment when the cold liquid glides down my throat. "As fire elemental's we retain a lot of heat in our bodies, and that heat grows every time we use our powers-" Squeezing the empty bottle in my fist, I cut him off with an exaggerated sigh. "So we often end up dehydrated and could end up dried out from inside out or have a heat stroke. I know all this Steven, I'm aware of the dangers fire elemental's face every day when they get out of control with their powers." "If you're aware as you say, why the hell do I constantly have to remind you?" He asks.

Summer opened her mouth to speak but he bought his forehead down to meet hers. "I’ve been the brunt of so much loss and pain for eternity.... but only one truth remains, something that we can fight to the ends of time with, one thing that has shone through like a crystal on a dewy morning: Being together brings true power. We will wreak havoc amongst the gods…amongst the stars" "What are .... you saying" Summer spluttered confused He stopped and stared intently into her eyes. His charcoal eyes swirled with desire which intrigued and caused butterflies in the pit of her stomach. As she waited for what he had to say, Summer realised that she was holding her breath

It was said that the powerful Nine Netherbird could even release the Nine Serenities Fire. The Nine Serenities Fire could not only burn everything, but also the souls of living creatures. It could be said to be an endless power of killing, which was enough to defy the heavens. Nine Serenities Fire, Nine Heavens Divine Fire, Abyss Fire... All kinds of powerful flames had never stopped in The Ethereal Land. The Nine Netherbird, who could control the Nine Serenities Fire, was also praised and yearning by everyone. The Blackwing rolled up the sun and the moon, and the raging flames burned the sky and shook the stars...