To Your Eternity Novels & Stories

he announced, glancing at both of us. "I, solemnly swear..." "I, solemnly swear..." We said in unison, our voices intertwining. "To be by your side, for all eternity..." "To be by your side, for all eternity..." "Through heaven and hell, time and seasons, for as long as I live." "Through heaven and hell, time and seasons, for as long as I live." We chorused.

You know, all that nice stuff. "I think we can do it," he agrees. "Anything else?" Ezequiel asks. “Just... forever,” I say softly. “I want both of you to give me eternity. I want endless days and nights. I want sunrises and sunsets. I want it all.” "And we'll give it to you," Ezequiel replies softly, kissing my hair. “Always,” Jeremiah promises. I close my eyes and savor this moment. "So, we all have a deal."

"I don't want immortality." Lyra's head snapped toward him. "What?" He met her eyes steadily. No hesitation. No doubt. Just absolute certainty. “I don’t want to live forever. Not even with you." "Draven," Lyra started. He held up a hand. Asked her to let him finish. “Because forever ruins the point of choice. I still choose you every single morning. Choose us. Opt in to stay and create this life. That’s important because it won’t always be as possible. Because our time is limited. “Eternity makes the sweetness of finite moments evaporate.”

But I can already see the timelines, the futures where my sons move on because they have to, where I become a story instead of a person. Anna approaches the edge of my eternal space. “I’m sorry,” she says. “You saved reality but you lost everything doing it.” “Story of my life,” I reply with bitter humor. “Except now it's the story of my eternity.” The Totality manifests beside me in eternal space. “We’ll stay with you,” they offer. “We’re cosmic, we exist across time. We can keep you company in eternity.” “You’re my children,” I tell them. “You should be living cosmic lives, not babysitting your eternally imprisoned mother. Go, exist, don’t trap yourselves with me.”

Eventual—eventual correction. From isolation. For lifetime. Believing. Waiting. Maintaining—maintaining faith in karma that would deliver—deliver what she couldn't. Forever. **To be continued**

I said to myself, my eyes that refused to open widely, glancing at the road that stretched to no end. Yes! I was standing right on my two feet, staring at a pitch black road that stretched to an infinite distance. “So the legends about the eternal road were true?” I glanced at the road in front of me. The legends said that the road of eternity is the ultimate test for the heart. If a person dies and meets the road of eternity, it means that they had entered a trial. It is said that stepping on the eternal road means that the person had a life that was worth living.

This was our eternity filthy, sacred, infinite, and joyfully alive. The flames of remembrance continued their eternal dance, and the Song sang on, forever rising, forever complete in its passionate heart.

To force the golden bachelor of Morrisey City's high society into marrying me, I once staked my very life as the price. I rammed my car into the one carrying him and his first love as they tried to elope, and I forced her to give up Wade Grant to me. He drove a shard of broken glass through my palm and swore he'd make me wish I were dead once I became his wife. On our wedding night, Wade hung me from the balcony railing with his necktie and forced me to kneel before his first love—the same woman who'd once tried to jump from a rooftop—and beg her forgiveness. I pulled the pin from my hair and drove it through his shoulder, laughing that he was a worthless man who couldn't even protect th

"I always visit there. This time you have to come here." "Wait, are you saying that you are bored coming here? If that's the case don't forget that there will be a day where you have to settle here, forever." He said and like an idiot, I started blushing. This is called improvement, Aaryan never used to talk about future however now he even tease me about our life after marriage. "Well, I was not saying that and secondly even you should not forget that there will be a day when you have to come here."

However, these questions would come later. Grandpa Winks smiled at her question. The older gentleman stroked his beard stubble as he sat down more comfortably. He was expecting this question. And he had already prepared a reply, "We are eternals. Eternals are an ancient race, one as old as time itself. We were present when the Universe was made. And we will be in millions of years to come. Only the destruction of the universe, would cause our race to die out." Maia was startled by the answer. How could a race exist from the beginning of the cosmos itself? She looked at her ancestor in doubt, hoping the man would be clearer with his explanation.