To Your Eternity Novels & Stories

Yet, nothing was capable of changing Eternity's ending. "Is there anything you wish to say before you die? I can fulfill one of your dying wishes, and I hope you'll be reborn as a good person in the next life. Even if you don't, I hope you don't become a villain again." Eternity buried her head at the death sentence Adrian gave her. "Is there really nothing I can do to change this? I'll repent my actions," she pleaded. "You can no longer repent for them. You chose the wrong path from the beginning. You should've already known from day one how you would end up if you chose to continue down this path."

So I asked, “When is this forever? You know forever does come to an end sometimes.” “Okay, how about eternity?” Alpha Van asked, pinning me to the white wall. “You're mine for eternity.” My breathing hitched as his chest pressed softly and firmly against mine, heaving with every breath we took. The touch of his hands on my skin erased all my thoughts and left my brain as blank as the space we were in. “Eternity sounds even better,” I said, my gaze flicking between his eyes and lips. “I'll love you for eternity,” he said.

The world is truly a better place without them corrupting it. “It is almost time to send you back. Madison your DNA will change and Josh you will merge with Eternity during the trip back to your bodies. Before I let you go, know that either of you can reach out if you should you need me. If you do need me, Infinity and Eternity can guide the way for you.

To something much, much bigger. Ethereal took a step back, fading slightly, her form beginning to dissolve into smoke and starlight. “You must wake now,” she said. “They will need you. The smoke will fade soon, and with it, my reach.” “Wait!” I called, heart racing. “Will I see you again?” She smiled—not kindly, not cruelly. Just… eternally. “Only when you are ready to remember everything.” And then The temple collapsed into light. Everything turned white once more.

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.

— And from this life on, the two of you will be born and die on the same day. His voice is calm, certain. — And you’ll find each other and love each other in every lifetime. And in each one, this choice will repeat. For both of you. As long as you choose each other, you’ll have eternity. Side by side. I don’t move. My body is too heavy to react. — Your mortality and your eternity. Together. — His voice is barely a breath now. — He never meant to deny your rights, son of Azazel. Honor the One who loves you.

“The child does not belong to the pattern.” Eternity is a sequence of hunger and consumption, It is a long, dark thread that pulls the fabric of the physical world into the mouth of the abyss, we have tasted the souls of kings, the screams of stars, and the hollow echoes of those who thought they were gods.

I ask. He sighs, “Once many centuries ago.” I can tell that he won't elaborate, so I steer the conversation, “I guess it's different for your kind.” He nods, “If you could become immortal, would you?” I think for a moment, “I suppose given the right circumstances, I would. It would be sad to watch those around me die, but if I helped them make that life worth living and filled with love, then it would be worth it.” He smiles as if I lifted a weight from his shoulders, “You're taking this whole immortal thing well. I don't sense any fear in you.”

“Offer it honestly.” Sienna’s heart snagged on a thorn it had grown itself. Lunaris regarded Ryder as if he were a child who had read the last page without permission. “Yes,” she said. “There is a mercy built into eternity. The first century, you will remember like a song you can conduct. The second, like a melody you hum without noticing. The third, as a story told by someone with your face. By the fifth, you will set down your love as you would set down a hot cup, gently, and with relief. Eternity is not a room where grief grows. It is a hallway with many doors. You will forget him because you must. Not because I hate you.”

"But now, she has left, and I'm the one who is by your side. You have never said her name to me again, so I guess you must have let her go, and that's why you chose to stay with me, right? Even though you still don't want to make our relationship public, it's alright. I can wait. I'll wait until the very day you feel it's right. Whether it's three years, five years, or ten years, as long as you have me in your heart, I can keep waiting for you. "Do you think I'm really silly? From as far back as we can remember, we have always been by each other's side. Since my life started with you, I really hope that when I reach the end, the one by my side is still you, too. I don't know what the future