To Your Eternity Novels & Stories

Lauren yelled. She's angry. Why won't she understand? "Don't worry, I'd cope" Octavia forced a smile, her voice low. "I'd do anything to get you out of this condition" she added while Lauren looked away in guilt. Her best friend did everything for her. She's a sickle cell patient and Octavia had been there for her all along. "He's cantankerous " she mumbled hoping her best friend would reconsider her decision. "I'd cope, it's just for three months " Octavia whispered. She accepted Marcus' offer the other day. She didn't care why he asked her such but she signed papers already and she's officially his wife.

_____FLASHBACK_____ In fact, after losing his wife and falling into a severe depression that almost cost him his life, Mr. Vigan met Ms. Jasmine in the supermarket where he had gone to buy first-aid products. Ms. Jasmine insisted on treating him, and he returned that day with a new glimmer of hope in his heart. His wife, his better half, had passed away, but now he wanted to live for himself. He had made certain resolutions and vowed to perform acts that would honor his wife from beyond the grave.

Evan said and the woman drew me into a hug. “Congratulations, and welcome to the club,” she said. I smiled, thanked her, and then took a glance at Evan, smiling up into his smoldering eyes. I wish I could let the woman know this wasn’t our first rodeo and that we have been married for quite a while, but how long we have been married didn’t matter. What mattered right now was knowing we had an eternity to spend together -– forever and always. Evan raised his hand to cup the side of my face and then he muttered, “I hate to bail on you Jacob but it’s been a long day, I need to be alone with my wife.” Jacob laughed. Isabella went “Aww…” and snuggled against her husband. The two men shook hands.

“August…" “Let me finish” I said and held up my finger to stop her, this was for me, and I was going to do it, no matter how hard it was, “my soul is forever bound to yours. I will never let you bear anything alone. It's two of us, now with our baby. Nothing is going to come close” I finished, and she got up, approaching me carefully.

“You cannot wake one day and decide you want humanity again. You will be like me. Like my mother. Always. Immortal. Are you sure you want this existence, always waking beside me, always bound to me, forever? What if eternity wearies you? What if one day you long to move on, to taste another life, and regret this choice?” I shook my head, fierce with conviction. “Waking beside you forever is all I long for. To have children, to watch them grow, to reinvent ourselves and our love over and over across centuries, Adrian, that is my dream. What I cannot bear is the thought of goodbye. I want forever with you. Only you.”

We served them, and through that service, we discovered what it truly meant to be eternal not simply existing forever, but choosing each day to recommit ourselves to something worthy of forever. Even in the vast scope of eternity, with responsibilities that spanned entire universes and timelines that stretched beyond mortal comprehension, there were still moments of quiet, personal joy that reminded me of the simple happiness I had once known as merely Luna, a werewolf seeking her place in a much smaller world.

"Well, it means I'll always be with you. Forever." His eyes settled on mine softly, calm, and almost ethereal, like they were holding a promise. "And I..." I leaned into his chest, feeling his warmth, feeling home. "I was, I am and I will always be... Forever yours." The End

Across all eternity. That was our certainty. Our truth. Our eternal promise. Together. Always together. Forever together. That was enough. That was everything. That was perfect. Exactly as it should be. Exactly as it would always be. Through every reality. Across all time. Beyond the end of everything. Together. Always. Forever.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

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."

It burned on, brighter and steadier with every year. The next full moon found the entire pack gathered once more at the sacred ruins. Lanterns swayed gently. Drums beat a steady rhythm. Ronan and I stood at the center surrounded by our many children as the pack lifted their voices in a mighty, unified howl under the brilliant silver light. Ronan pulled me close. “This is our eternity, Eamon. Not just survival. Not just love. But a future none of us thought possible.” I kissed him deeply. “Unbreakable. Burning eternal.”