Some love stories begin with a glance across a crowded room. This one begins with a question about poetry - at midnight, in a library that should have been empty.
Claire Donnelly is a university student who stays too late, drinks too much cold coffee, and finds herself oddly drawn to the pale, quietly strange man who sits in the corner shadows every night. Abraham is courteous, old-fashioned, and speaks like someone who learned English in a different century - because he did. He is 231 years old, and for the first time in over a hundred years, he is dangerously close to something he swore he'd never risk again: caring about someone who won't last forever.
Eternal Midnight is a slow-burn gothic romance about the impossible arithmetic of loving across centuries. As Claire unravels Abraham's carefully guarded secrets - the hunger he fights every day, the woman who made him what he is, the loss that taught him restraint - she must decide whether a love that cannot end the way love is supposed to end is still worth beginning.
And Abraham must decide whether letting someone close is an act of hope - or the cruelest thing he could ever do to her.
Spanning ten chapters of moonlit walks, stolen kisses, ancient enemies, and hard-won confessions, Eternal Midnight asks a simple, devastating question: how much of forever is enough?
"Not forever, perhaps. But ours."
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