Their epic love story has captured the hearts of millions and enchanted readers across the world. Everlasting is the beautiful finale to Alyson Noël's bestselling Immortals series, in which their journey draws to a spectacular conclusion—where all will be revealed.
Their darkest enemies now defeated, Damen and Ever are free to embark upon their final quest—to free Damen from the poison lingering in his body. If they can just find the antidote, they'll finally be able to feel each other's touch—and experience the passionate night they've been longing for. But their fight to be together will lead them into the most formidable terrain yet…into the dark heart of Summerland.
Here in a land of scorched earth and endless rain, Ever and Damen will discover their relationship's hidden origins, expose a secret history they never imagined…and come face to face with the true reason fate keeps tearing them apart. Only then, when the final mystery is unraveled and the last secret revealed, Ever and Damen's future will hinge on one ultimate decision that will put everything at stake….even eternity.
About the Author
Alyson Noël is the #1 New York Times bestselling, award-winning author of Faking 19, Art Geeks and Prom Queens, Laguna Cove, Fly Me to the Moon, Kiss&Blog, Saving Zoë, Cruel Summer, and the Immortals series including Evermore, Blue Moon, Shadowland, Dark Flame, and Night Star, as well as the Immortals spin-off series beginning with Radiance. With over 2 million copies in print in the US alone, her books have been published in 35 countries and have won awards including the National Reader's Choice Award, NYLA Book of Winter Award, NYPL Stuff for the Teenage, TeenReads Best Books of 2007, and Reviewer's Choice 2007 Top Ten, and have been chosen for the CBS Early Show's "Give the Gift of Reading" segment, and selected for Seventeen Magazine's "Hot List" and Beach Book Club Pick. She lives in Laguna Beach, California.
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"Ever — wait!"
Damen reaches toward me, grasping my shoulder, hoping to slow me, to bring me back to him, but I keep moving forward, can't afford the delay. Not when we're so close, almost there.
The worry streaming off him like rain from a windshield, not dimming in the least when he picks up the pace, matches my stride, and laces his fingers with mine.
"We should head back. This can't be the place. Nothing about it looks remotely the same." His gaze travels the distance from the disturbing landscape to my face.
"You're right. Nothing about it is remotely the same." I hover at the perimeter, my breath coming too quick, my heart beginning to race. Taking a moment to survey my surroundings before I hazard a step forward again. One small stride followed by another, until my feet sink so deep into the mud-laden earth, the tops of them vanish completely. "I knew it," I whisper, the words barely audible, though I don't need to speak for Damen to hear me, it's just as easy to communicate telepathically. "It's exactly like the dream. It's ..."
He looks at me. Waiting.
"Well, it's just as I expected." I glance to the side, my blue eyes meeting his dark ones, holding the look, wanting him to see what I see. "All of this, everything you see here, it's like ... it's like it's all changed because of me."
He kneels beside me, fingers splayed on my back, running his palm in slow circles up and down the path of my spine. Wanting to soothe, to refute everything I just said, but choosing to swallow the words instead. No matter what he says — no matter how good and solid an argument he may wage — he knows better. Knows all too well that I will not be swayed.
I heard the old woman. He heard her too. Saw the way her finger pointed, the way her eyes stared accusingly — listened to the haunting tune of her creepy song with its cryptic lyrics and lingering melody.
The warning intended solely for me.
And now this.
I sigh as I gaze upon it — Haven's grave — so to speak. The spot where just a few weeks before I dug deep into the earth to bury her belongings — all that was left of her — the clothes she wore when I sent her soul into the Shadowland. A spot I held sacred, hallowed — now transmuted, transformed. The once rich earth turned to a wet, soggy mush with no sign of the flowers I'd manifested, no life of any kind. The air no longer shimmering, no longer glistening, virtually indistinguishable from the dark part of Summerland I'd stumbled upon earlier. So bleak, so foreboding in both its feel and appearance, Damen and I are the only creatures willing to venture anywhere near it.
The birds keeping to the perimeter — the carpet of nearby grass shrinking back on itself — providing all the evidence I need to know it's changed because of me.
Like fertilizer sprinkled onto a small patch of weeds — each immortal soul I've sent to the Shadowland has tainted and infected the Summerland. Creating its opposite, its shadow-self — an unwelcome yin to Summerland's yang. A place so dark, so dreary, and so contrary, magick and manifesting cannot exist.
"I don't like this." Damen's voice is edgy, as his eyes dart, eager to leave.
And while I don't like it either, while I'm just as ready to turn around and never look back, it's not quite as simple as that.
It's only been a few days since my last visit, and despite knowing that I did what I had to, that I was left with no choice but to kill Haven, my former best friend, I can't seem to keep myself from returning, from asking forgiveness — forgiveness for my actions as well as hers. And that short amount of time is all it took to go from light to dark — to grow murky, muddy, and barren — which means it's up to me to do something to stop it from spreading even further.
From getting any worse.
"What exactly did you see in the dream?" Damen's voice softens as his eyes pore over me.
I take a deep breath and sink my heels deeper, the pockets of my old worn jeans dipping into the mud, but not really caring. I can manifest a clean, new pair just as soon as we're out of here. My clothes are the least of my concerns in the face of all this.
"It's not a new dream." I turn and meet his gaze, seeing the flash of surprise that crosses his face. "I've had it before. A long time ago. Just before you decided to leave me on my own, so I could decide between you and Jude." He swallows hard, flinches ever so slightly at the unpleasant memory, which makes me feel bad, it wasn't the point I was trying to make. "Back then, I was sure Riley had sent it. I mean, she appeared in it, and she seemed so vibrant and ... alive." I shake my head. "And, well, maybe it was her, maybe it was just wishful thinking, a result of my missing her. But, just after she'd gotten my attention, I realized it was you she wanted me to see. You were the point of the dream."
His eyes widen. "And ..." he prompts, jaw tightening, poised for the worst.
"And ... it's like you were trapped in this tall, glass, rectangular prison, and you were fighting like hell to escape. But no mater how hard you fought, you couldn't break free. Even though I tried to help, tried to get your attention so we could work together, it's like ... like you couldn't see me. I was right there on the other side, with only the glass between us, and yet, I may as well have been invisible to you — you had no sense of my presence. Couldn't see what was right there in front of you ..."
He nods. Nods in a way that tells me his logical side, the side that likes tidy explanations and easy solutions, is raring to take over. "Classic dreamscape scenario," he says, brow slanted with relief. "Seriously. Sounds to me like you think I'm not paying you enough attention — that I don't really listen — or maybe even —"
But before he can go any further, I cut it right there. "Trust me, it wasn't the kind of dream that can be found in some Dream Interpretation One-oh-one book. In tonight's dream, just like the dream I had before, when you realized you couldn't fight it, when you realized you were trapped forever, well, you gave up. You just dropped your fists, closed your eyes, and slipped away. Slipped into the Shadowland."
He swallows hard, tries to take it in stride, but it's no use. He's clearly as shaken as I was when I dreamed it.
"And then, just after that, everything disappeared. And by everything I mean you, the glass prison, the stage — all of it. The only thing left was this gloomy, damp patch of earth, a lot like the one we're in now." I rub my lips together, seeing the scene so clearly in my head it's as though I'm immersed in it. "But that last part was new. I mean, it wasn't in the original dream. Still, the second I woke I knew that not only were the two dreams connected, but that they were connected to this place as well. I knew I had to come here. Had to see for myself. See if I was right. I'm just sorry I dragged you along for the ride."
My eyes graze over him, taking in his bed-ruffled hair, the soft, wrinkled T-shirt, the worn-in jeans — clothes gathered in a hurry, in haste, just seconds before I manifested the golden veil of light that led us both here. Feeling his strong, capable arms sliding around me, the warmth of them reminding me of just a few hours earlier when we slid between the sheets, tucked our bodies tightly together, and settled in for the night.
Back when our only immediate concern was that of Sabine and how she would handle the second week in a row that I'd failed to go home.
How she'd handle the fact that I took her at her word when she warned me not to come back until I sought the kind of help she's convinced that I need.
And while I've no doubt I need help, especially in light of all that's before me, unfortunately it's not the kind of help Sabine meant. It's not the kind of help that can be found in a prescription, a psychiatrist's couch, or even the latest self-help book.
It requires something much greater than that.
We linger, the two of us gazing upon Haven's grave. Damen's thoughts carefully melding with mine, reminding me that no matter the consequences, no matter what lies ahead, he's there for me. I had no choice but to do what I did.
By killing Haven, I saved Miles. Saved myself. She couldn't handle the power, pushed every last limit. My making her immortal brought out a whole new side of her — one that we didn't expect.
But that's where Damen and I differ. I'm more inclined to believe what Miles said just shortly after I'd spared him from her. That there was nothing new or surprising about Haven's dark side, it'd always been there, she exhibited signs all along. But, as her friends, we fought to ignore it — chose to look past it, to see only the light. And when I looked into her eyes that night, saw the way they gleamed with victory when she tossed Roman's shirt — my last remaining hope of getting the antidote that will allow Damen and me to be together — into the flames, well, there was no doubt in my mind that her dark side had completely extinguished the better part of her.
And as far as Drina's death is concerned, well, it was either kill or be killed. It's as simple as that. Roman's the unfortunate one — but still an accident pure and simple. A misunderstanding of the most tragic kind, I'm sure of that now. I know in my heart that Jude's disastrous interference was an act he committed solely in my best interest. His intentions were good.
I saw it unfold in his head.
We rise to our feet, slowly, solemnly, all too aware that the answers we seek won't be found here, that our best bet is to start at the Great Halls of Learning and see where that leads. And we're just about to go there, when we hear it. The tune that causes us to freeze:
From the mud it shall rise Lifting upward toward vast dreamy skies Just as you — you — you shall rise too ...
Damen grasps my hand tighter, pulls me closer, as we turn to face her together. Taking in the long wisps of hair that, having escaped the confines of the braid that trails down her back, float freely around her crumpled, ancient face, making for an eerie silvery halo effect, while her rheumy, cataract-clumped eyes settle on mine.
From the deep and dark depths It struggles toward the light Desiring only one thing The truth!
She repeats the tune, emphasizing the end of each verse. Her voice rising as she sings, "Rise — skies — too — depths — light — thing — truth — being — it — grow — depth — soul — soul — soul —" repeating the last part again and again, her eyes moving over me, analyzing, observing, even though they appear to be sightless, as her gnarled, bumpy old hands lift before her — cupping, rising — her fingers slowly unfolding as a spray of ash spews forth from her palms.
Damen's grip tightens, flashing her a harsh meaningful glare as he warns, "Stay back." Maneuvering in front of me, when he adds, "Stop right there. Don't come any closer." His voice level, sure, containing an underlying threat that's impossible to miss.
But if she heard, she pays him no notice. Her feet keep moving, shuffling forward, while her eyes keep staring and her lips continue to utter the tune. Stopping just shy of us, poised right at the very edge of the perimeter — the place where the grass ends and the mud begins — her voice suddenly changing, lowering, when she says, "We've been waiting for you." She bows low before me, bending with a surprising amount of agility and grace for someone so aged, so ... antiquated.
"So you've said," I reply, much to Damen's dismay.
Don't engage her! he mentally warns. Just follow my lead. I'll get us out of here.
Words I'm sure she overheard when her gaze switches to him. The sun-bleached blue of her clumpy old irises practically rolling in their sockets when she says, "Damen."
The sound of it causing him to stiffen, as he mentally and physically prepares for just about anything — anything except what comes next.
"Damen. Augustus. Notte. Esposito. You're the reason." Her wispy hair lifts and twirls in a manifested breeze that swirls all around. "And Adelina, the cure." She presses her palms together as her gaze pleads with mine.
I glance between them, unable to decide which is more disturbing: the fact that she knows his name — his full name, including one I've never heard before, along with one pronounced in a way I've never heard before, or the way Damen's face blanched and his body stilled the moment she blamed him.
Not to mention, who the heck is Adelina?
But the replies that swirl through his mind die long before they can reach his lips, halted by the lilt of her voice, saying, "Eight. Eight. Thirteen. Oh. Eight. It's the key. The key that you need."
I glance between the two of them, noting the way his eyes narrow, his jaw grinds, muttering a string of undecipherable words under his breath as he grips my hand tighter and attempts to heave us both out of the mud, away from her.
But despite his warning me not to look back, I do anyway. Glancing over my shoulder and staring right into those rheumy old eyes, her skin so fragile, so translucent, it appears to be lit from within, her lips softly yielding as she sings, "Eight — eight — thirteen — oh — eight. That's the beginning. The beginning of the end. Only you can unlock it. Only you — you — you — Adelina ..."
The words lingering, haunting, taunting — chasing us all the way out of Summerland.
All the way back to the earth plane.
"We can't just ignore it." I turn, peering right at him, knowing I'm right just as sure as I know he won't see it that way.
"Sure we can. In fact, I already am." His words coming much gruffer than he intended, prompting the apology that soon blooms in his hand — a single red tulip with a curving green stem.
He offers it to me and I'm quick to receive it, bringing it to my nose, allowing its soft petals to brush against my lips as I inhale the barely perceptible scent he placed there for me. Watching as he paces the wide space between the bed and the window, his bare feet traversing the stone floors, to the plush rug, to the stone floors, and back. Aware of the conflict that plays in his head, knowing I need to make my case quickly before he has a chance to build one of his own.
"You can't just turn your back on something because it's weird, or foreign, or, in this case, grossly unpleasant. Damen, seriously, trust me when I say that I'm just as creeped out by her as you are. And yet, I refuse to believe that her finding us over and over again is some meaningless, random event. There's no such thing as coincidence and you know it. She's been trying to tell me something for weeks. What with the song, and the pointing, and the ..." My body twitches in an involuntary shudder I'd prefer he not see, prompting me to sink onto the bed and rub my hands over my arms, chasing the goose bumps away. "Anyway, it's clear that she's trying to tell us something, give us a clue of some kind. And, well, I think we should at least try to determine what that might be — don't you?" I pause, giving him a chance to respond, but all I get is the stubborn slant of his shoulders, the firm tilt of his head, and a long, lingering silence as he stares out the window with his back turned to me. The sight of it practically begging me to add, "I mean, what could it hurt to try to figure it out? If she turns out to be as old and crazy and senile as you think, then, fine. Whatever. No harm done. It's like, why bother worrying about a few days of wasted time when we're staring down an eternity? Then again, if it turns out she's not crazy, well —"
Not getting a chance to finish before he turns, his face wearing an expression so dark and stormy I can't help but flinch. "What could it hurt?" His mouth goes grim as his eyes fix on mine. "After all that we've been through — did you really mean to ask that?"
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Now that my work on The Immortals series is done, I'm often asked which of the six proved the most challenging to write, and the answer is: all of them—though each in their own unique way.
When I started writing Evermore, I was so focused on telling that particular story that I didn't see it as the start of a series. I was just doing what I always did—attempting to make sense of my own life experiences under the guise of fiction. Ever's grief over losing her family was directly channeled from my own grief over losing my loved ones, and as I began to find my way out of the darkness, Ever did too. It wasn't until I'd reached the end of the story that I realized it was really just the beginning, she had a much bigger journey ahead of her, there was so much more still to tell.
In book two, Blue Moon, Ever faces a heart-wrenching decision between the past and the present, and to be honest, I wasn't entirely sure which path she'd choose until I stood on the precipice right alongside her. It was also around that point that I realized the true scope of her journey—the sacrifices she'd be required to make—and exactly how the series would end.
Shadowland, the third book, provides a major turning point for the series. Not only are the stakes raised to a whole new level, but events that seem simple on the surface—the arrival of Jude, the flip-side of immortality, the Shadowland itself—ultimately bear powerful repercussions that'll reverberate in later books.
With Dark Flame I made a conscious effort to take Ever's journey in a much . . . well, darker direction. It's her struggle with the dark side of herself that allows her to locate the light in the person she once considered her enemy. It's a powerful moment for Ever—one that redefines everything she once thought she knew about herself.
A lot happens in the penultimate book in the series, Night Star—relationships change, serious decisions are made, and everything is put into motion for the grand finale to come. While getting all those pieces lined up sometimes felt like a very tricky game of chess, at its heart, Night Star is a story of friendships—or, more accurately, the fragile nature of friendships. How they can shift and change into something wholly unrecognizable—and how their dissolution can be just as devastating as any romantic break-up.
As for Everlasting . . . well in an effort to avoid spoilers, there's not a lot I can say except that it was a very bittersweet moment when I typed “The End.” I'd lived with these characters for the last few years, and probably spent more time talking to them than I did my own husband. They became almost real to me—like imaginary playmates—and I have to admit that saying good-bye was no easy task. Even now, as I continue my work on the spin-off Riley Bloom series, as well as my upcoming YA series, Soul Seekers, I occasionally find myself thinking about Ever and Damen, and Miles and Haven, and Ava and the twins, and Roman and yes, even Drina—wondering where they are, what they're doing, and if they're happy with the ending I gave them. Mostly, I hope that they're happy.
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
I loved reading this wonderful book! It is a story that keeps you entertained for hours.
It started out as a good series but now it's just dragging. IMO it should have ended 2 books ago. I am buying this for the sake of seeing it through but I've been bored for a little bit now. :-/ Sorry.
OMG i absolutly LOVE the whole series! i just read the first one, evermore, last year but it was so good i read the rest of the serirs in a month. i bought night star the day it came out and finished it the next day. i have been dying for the final book.
This series is awesome! These books will pull you from the very first page of Evermore and will keep you biting your nails until the very last page of Night Star!!! These books will take you on adventures you will never embark on unless you approach this series. The journeys of Ever, Damen, Haven, and the rest of the crew, will shock you and leave you begging for more. Every emotion from love to anger to fear and shock! These books taught me an important lesson: Love never fails when it's meant to be! I definitely recommend this series to all young authors!!!!!=D
For all those people that are giving this book 4 stars and calling it amazing must have read a different book. I fell in love with Evermore and couldn't wait to continue the series, however after the second or third book it started to become redundant and over drawn. I believe the series should have ended at least 2 books ago. It was incredibly hard for me to find the motivation to finish this book because it was dull and boring. Most books i read, i don't want them to end and am sad when they do. However this book i couldn't wait to end. I was actually happy because it was finally over and i could move on to something better.
Out of all the monstery-immortal series that I have read, (and I'm a immortal-monster freak) this was by far, the best series. It was so amazing, and I could never put any of it down, except when I screamed "Noooooo!!!!" at the top of my lungs when a heart shocker part had happened. I would wake up before dreadful, school early just to read a little bit, and read right after finishing classwork. If you have any "talking in class to friends" problem, BUY THIS SERIES. Or if your forever alone, and have no one to hang out with in the summer time. Believe me, this will take up your time. It broke my heart to even think about putting any of the books down to do homework, or shower, or even eat. Yes, it's that good. I even remember taking it to the bathroom! (don't worry, I didn't sell any of my books on amazon or ebay.) I ran into people reading in the halls and Walmart all the time! It's actually hurting my soul reading all the bad reviews or 3 starred ones down there. They are so lying. This book was too good to be "average".. I finished this series a whole year ago, and I still think and talk about how amazing it was. Just buy the damn series. You won't regret it. I promise...
My daughter recommended the Twlight books, which I read and loved. I was on the hunt for something as exciting and unique. This series captured me from page one! This series keeps you guessing is clean -almost too clean, you have no qualms about letting your daughter read this book with morals intact. It's definitely a stay up all night read. Looking forward to next book.
I agree, the series has become incredibly boring. The first book was good; but the ones that came after it have become redundant. The plot seems nearly the same in each book and the "Ever" character is just really dumb. It's time to wrap it up
I agree, the series has been dragging along for awhile now. It should have ended at least 2 books ago. I am reading the ending hoping Ever and Damen will finally end up together, as I have been waiting for since the first book...I reccomend you not start the series now if you haven't yet b/c the whole series (all together, I think the first 2 books were good) is very...boring.
i feel the exact same way. im just waiting for the series to b dun so i can move on to another book but i mean it is a great series but its like neverending wit them killing roman in the 4th book but they killed drina in the first but it like takes roman 2 books to b killed. good series thu :)
This book had me on the end on my seat i was so happy to see they could finally could be together in the way that they want. This book is a mush read!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is a series of 6 books this being the last. The immortal series. If you are a Twilight lover you will love it. It is lendable to any of you Nook owners out there!
Omg, I love this series. I'm finish reading the second book last night but i wanted more so i went to B&N at 10pm to buy all of the rest of the books but they only had #3,4 &5 so i bought them. I'm also a big fan of twilight and for does people who are saying that this book is the same as twilight, well let me tell u it's not, just because they have to go through so many things to be together doesnt mean is exactly the same. Anyways, in my opinion This is a really good series. It's Addictive, extraordinary, thrilling and it leaves u wanting more... P.S. a love story has to have obstacles if not the story would be boring.
Now i agree there were a few too many books but hey it was still great . I loved it and couldnt put it down.
I couldnt put it down the entire time. Alyson noel definatly got me attached to the very well developed charactors. I loved it.
I loved this whole series! If you haven't read it, READ IT!!! I thought it was great! Everlasting was a great way to end the series! If you like this series you also might like the books that i've recomended.
If Damen was six hundred years old, after eating the fruit from from the Tree of Life, how come he didnt turn to dust like Lotus?
I'm not sure how I feel about this series overall. For awhile there, I thought we were going in circles and not a single character was showing any growth. I knew that I would eventually read this final installment, but I also knew that I wasn't in any rush to get to it. Ever actually surprised me during this story. It's like a light finally came on and she realized all the damage she's done to the people around her. Most of the story was focused on the idea of karma. I found this to be highly appropriate for the story. Many of the characters having being paying for their sins for centuries. I liked the journey that Ever has to go on the find this out. It really opens her eyes to the meaning of true immortality. Up until the very end, I was afraid the Damen wasn't going to learn the same lesson. He seemed content to hold on the past and the way things have always been. I was surprised at that considering the lengths he has gone to to be with Ever. But, the final step proved to be harder step for him to take. The odd thing with this story was that I found it very slow and sometimes boring. It lacked the spark that the other books had. While I sometimes found the characters infuriating in other books, I kept reading. This one did have that as much. Still, an overall satisfying end to the series.
This book series was one of the best ive ever read. I completely fell in love with damen and wish the series wouldnt end. I dont think any girl would not like this book.
The Final ending of a series that started out with so much promise then ended up stalling out after book 2. When Noel goes in to descriptions there go on so long its tiring and anooying, which repeat over and over, and well over again. many times throughout the series you can help but think how much of an airhead the main character is. i do like the world that was created , the characters, and the idea behind the series which is the only reason i kept reading through the series, because the idea of an immortal , the powers , summberland, and all that is something i can so picture in my immagination, BUT the plot was dragged out WAY to long, the ending lacked the Ooomph it should of had, and everything was predictable. is so sad because there was so much potential of this series being as historical as Twilight , Harry potter , etc.. only to stall out after book 2. hopefully one day someone may write a series that has something to do with some type of immortal that has nothing to do with vampires , angels, etc.. like this was, but keep the feeling alive throught the series. this is a good book if you have time to waste like i did, but its nothing to be to excited about.
After fighting each other, Damen and Ever finally have hope of reaching their destiny: being together. But will they overcome the powerful curse. I was hooked through the whole book. She took me on a journey through the series and I enjoyed nearly every step of the way. The series covers have always pulled me into the story. It is sad to come to an end! .
I absolutely loved this series, but halfway through the second book I'm like, Ever, get your self together woman! It's like her problems never end. Maybe she should just stop trying because let's face it: she's a total mess xD Can't wait to read this book though!
This was one of the best series i have read. The characters were really interesting. What a great ending. I could not put it down until it was finished. I am glad she is writng the Riley Bloom series and hopes she brings Ever into that series.
I love this series,however I have all the other books in my NOOK and I don't know why the last book is not available for the NOOK.. I really want to read the ending of this story, but don't want to buy the hard book when I have the NOOK.
the only reason i bought this books is to finish what i started. In the first couple of books it was a great series but by the 3rd book it got really boring. How many books can you make where Ever and Damen dont get to touch? The concept is old.