Warden Eternal Novels & Stories

"Don't waste your worry on assumptions that haven't yet proven true, child. I've simply grown old, exactly as every living creature eventually does." Still, her words did little to fully ease the fear that had settled into my heart, understanding that whatever time remained with this woman who had guided me through every significant transformation throughout this entire remarkable journey grew increasingly precious with each passing season. Bertram, meanwhile, had used our extended absence productively, formalizing what he now proposed calling the Confederation of Wardens, a structured, permanent alliance specifically encompassing Blackthorn, Thornwood, Cindermoor, Duskmere, and now Ravensmo

Ethan asked, his voice already hardening back into the focused, protective authority I recognized from every danger we'd faced together. Andy turned the phone toward us, and I felt my stomach drop at what filled the screen. A video, clearly recorded recently, showing Darius standing before the entrance to what I recognized immediately as the Hollow's hidden lodge, a small group of unfamiliar figures gathered around him, and beside him, unmistakably, the robed elder from the chamber, the Warden's own voice finally, chillingly, clear as he addressed the camera directly. "To Ethan Light, and to Selene Nightshade," the Warden said, his tone carrying an eerie, patient calm. "You've delayed the in

The war between vampires and werewolves has raged for centuries. But Dorian, the most revered vampire prince, shattered every rule and bound himself to me—a werewolf. The Elders punished him for it. For this, he was chained in sacred silver for days on end. Forced to drink the blood of beasts. He nearly died in a baptism of holy water. The pain was absolute. But when he saw me again, his eyes were bloodshot as he kissed my tears away. "The moment we bonded, I made a vow," he whispered. "You are my eternal mate. I will never forsake you."

Where it can cover the range of one thousand and five hundred miles and it can even hide in space. You have to know that the flags detector arrays has not had the ability to move themselves and to even hide themselves in space! This can be clearly seen that the one that Lin Ye Xie used is more superior one. It can be said that in ETERNAL, there are different kinds of profession. The Cultivators, the mages who can create pills, and the array masters who can create any kinds of arrays, the stronger they are, the more useful are the arrays is. ⚜⚜⚜⚜⚜⚜⚜

"Did I say something wrong? I am Adrian from Weststar, having just emerged from seclusion after more than two hundred years," Adrian said, trying very hard to restrain his impatience. Willard sensed Adrian's displeasure and replied, "My friend, don’t bite me now, but Weststar was destroyed a thousand years ago. Besides, level-nine immortals typically have a lifespan of at most two hundred years, right?"

I asked Garreth quietly. “Not that I have ever heard of.” He answered back in an amused tone. The old wolf cleared her throat, doing her best to move the ceremony forward. "Alpha Garreth, do you accept Hazel as your mate and Luna to serve and stand beside you in the leadership of this pack, to love and mother your people, to harbor them through the many storms to come, and always provide shelter?" “I accept Hazel as my mate and Luna.” His words were filled with thick emotion.

“You put him there. You know exactly what holds him. I want all of it, Evander. Every detail. And I want it verified before I give you a single thing in return.” His jaw tightened. “You don’t trust my word.” “Have I ever?” Another almost-smile. “Fair.” He leaned back in the chair and looked at her with something that might, from a very long distance, have resembled respect. “The dungeons beneath Fernwood use spirit wards. Old ones, older than the council, layered over centuries. They respond to darkness. To corruption.” He paused. “Someone pure enough, with the right anchor, could walk through them without triggering them. The wards don’t recognize purity as a threat.”

Magus shook his head. “Why not?” “Draw too much attention. There’s many that’d hunt him.” “Because he’s the original?” “Because he’s sired so many guardians.” “What are they?” “Wolves that his partners agreed to mother in order to protect different forests.” “I’ve never heard of such a thing.” Magus gave me a quick look. “Never of Wrath? Rage? Or Turmoil? Or…Chaos?” “No…” I slowly shook my head. Seeing that Magus thought me quite silly for knowing nothing of these guardians.

Sègla was standing right in front of Shola. He was wearing a dark red shirt and holding a bouquet of roses. Around his neck was a magnificent necklace reminiscent of a ship's anchor. He had neatly trimmed his hair and beard, and left some of the buttons on the top of his shirt open. He smelled pleasantly good, and even though he wasn't quite close to Shola yet, she could feel his sweet intoxicating scent from where she was. He was quite simply a ladies' man.

Lucien beared his teeth as he started to close the gap between them "No matter what happens, you die" Summer opened her mouth to say something but closed it again "You are immortal... but cursed to die and be reborn...." He shook his head and laughed "And then the race to find you starts all over again" A howl suddenly rose up to surround them. The crowd around them screamed and started to run in all directions Jake smiled at her. "Better watch it darling... don't want to die too soon now do we"