Warden Eternal Novels & Stories

Selene smiles widely and happily at me, “Yes. I had a feeling you would, which is why I sent Infinity to bring him to us. Look behind you.” I turn and see Infinity walking toward us, looking regal and majestic, as she usually does. Her gorgeous black coat shines like silk in the sunshine, drawing the eye to her unparalleled beauty. Walking next to her is a wolf of equal size and beauty. Unlike Infinity’s coloring though, he is a stark, almost glittery white with grey on his ears, paws and tail. “Joshua, Madison, I’d like you to meet Eternity. He is the second oldest of my wolf spirits. Infinity is older than him by only a few minutes.”

Danson had more experience with the world outside, so he knew more about Eternalporium. “Dr. Yarde, how could you beat someone from Eternalporium? You might get yourself into big trouble!” “Don’t worry, Master Walde. Nothing will happen,” Kayson replied indifferently. Zidane and Hunter looked at each other, and both had a grave look in their eyes. Zidane thought for a while and said, “Well, what’s done is done. We can only think about what we can do next.” Hunter nodded. “That’s the only way now. Including Kayson, we have four grandmasters here. Even if Eternalporium comes to us, they’ll need to think twice before making a move.”

“We need to reignite the covenant. Our ancestors buried the truth here, hoping it would never be needed again. But God is calling it forth.” A great gust of wind erupted from the altar as soon as her hand touched it, and the chamber darkened—no natural shadow, but spiritual eclipse. They were not alone. From the far corner, a voice hissed. “You do not belong here.” It was a warden—an agent of the Council. Cloaked in black, face tattooed in sigils, holding a blade forged not of metal, but of scripture. Arthur appeared just in time, body slamming into the warden with holy force. “Go!” he shouted to the others. “Finish the rite!”

“Before the wolves became their own gods, before the lines between the living and the dead were drawn with blood. The tether was severed. And so began the decay. You think your wars are recent, but they are echoes. You are descendants of a pact broken. The vessel,” his gaze locked on me again, “is the last heir to that pact. And now that the shard is gone, her blood is the only thread left strong enough to stitch the worlds together.” I swallowed the chill rising in my throat. “And if I refuse?” The Warden smiled wider. “Then the balance crumbles completely. Your kind falls first. Then the rest follows.” Marcus was already beside me, his blades humming faintly with enchantment. Tobias flanke

A cascade of memories that were not my own. *I saw a she-wolf with silver hair, her face as weathered as the mountains, standing on a cliff under a sky torn by green lightning. She held a complete, glowing medallion in her hands, not as a weapon, but as a seal. "The Veil is thin here," her thought-voice echoed in my mind. "We must guard the rift. We are the Wardens of the Threshold."* The title hit me like a physical blow. *Wardens*. The entity had called itself the Warden. It wasn't a random title. It was a perversion of this sacred duty.

A creature of pure Crown-light, its form woven from gold and ash, eyes burning with the same runes as the First Warden. Lyra staggered backward. “What is that?” The First Warden stepped aside. “YOUR FIRST GUIDE.” The wolf bowed its head to her—reverent, obedient. Cassian whispered, “You’ve got to be kidding me. She gets a mythical wolf made of starfire? Why does she get all the dramatic pets?” Aethren exhaled shakily. “It’s not a pet. It’s a Sentinel.” Malachai nodded grimly. “The First Warden’s own.”

Erika said to the two in front of us, I just breathed. "No one can betray them because they have strange devices in their bodies that they cannot remove because that person is the only one who can do it. If they want to disappear, they will die." Señior Dracula said to us. "For every replacement Elders, there is a device that will be inserted into them and that is the device made by Señior Matt even Maria Vero does not know its formula." Maria Irene answered us and Erika and I were wowed. The dead will be able to remove it from them, Señior Matt is no longer there to be removed.

THE CONTENTS OF THE STORY IS FICTIONAL AND AN ORIGINAL WORK OF THE AUTHOR. THIS BOOK IS PART OF THE 12 SUPERNATURALS SERIES WHICH ARE:- DEMONESS SERIES THE WHITE WIDOW 1, 2 & 3 REVENGE OF THE NIGHT ENCHANTMENT OF DARKNESS IMMORTAL SERIES FRUIT OF IMMORTALITY PLEASING ETERNITY SEARCHING DESTINY VAMPIRESS SERIES AWAKENING IN SECRETS DECEIVING TIME

The embers around it pulsed gently, as if breathing. The chamber walls were covered in ancient symbols glowing in rhythm with Rayden’s heartbeat. Each beat emitted a different light. Even a single step forward caused his skin to peel slightly, but he didn’t stop. “The Eternal Flame Throne…” he whispered softly. “The place where the first War God burned his body to become immortal.”

Our obsession shows our ETERNAL LOVE We are each other's ETERNAL OBSESSION. THE END