Becoming Immortal Book Novels & Stories

Instinctively I vomited in front of Henry and Aubrey. “Isn't this feeling great, Hector?” , the voice came from a closed room, I had a headache and wanted to use my hands to pat my head and locate myself when I suddenly realized that my hands were chained. In the dim space, both clear and dark, I tried to free myself from the chains, but in vain, I realized that my legs were also chained. Before my eyes was a man, his voice was very familiar but I have no way of remembering who he is. When I spoke, I felt something in my throat stop me, I could only growl. “Enjoy yourselves, my good beast. Immortality is coming to you, you will be freed from the stupid cycle of reincarnation, nor do you need

Part 2: Dani's Demons Forever is a really long time to be bored out of your skull. To be immortal and faced with nothing to do isn't a good combination. It's not mentally healthy for the immortal, and it's not physically healthy for the humans around us. My two best friends had both deserted me - Jess was away in New York on business, and Ariana was totally caught up with her new werewolf lover. On top of that, the bookstore I occasionally worked at just for something to do was closed for renovations. So here I was, a vampire with absolutely no idea what to do next. You could say I was trouble waiting to happen.

When we turn 20 and are sent to the reality of our books of destiny, we arrive in such reality as a shooting star that fell from the sky, but in the form of a baby. Still containing the nature and powerful endurance of an Immortal, looking like our natural appearance, with all our memories, and our book of destiny. But of course, only we can see the real content which is in our natural, ancient, and divine language. And it is magically connected to our spirit, so there is no way to lose it or someone to steal it. What is our destiny book? Well... the book of destiny is something unique and precious for every single Immortal. According to my father, these books were a gift from the Supreme Be

I control them all to some degree. Kai and I were born as necromancers, an ability that used to have to be mastered and earned. Dad had to learn how to become a necromancer. He died and had to bring himself back to life. I’m glad I got to skip that part. I was born with all the necromancer's abilities, such as controlling death, talking to spirits, and immortality. That’s why eighteen feels like a blimp to me. A moment in time that I will forever have. I won’t age past eighteen. This is the end of the line for me regarding aging. I’ve always been immortal, but I stop aging now. I’m technically a year younger than my mom, who has been stuck at the age of nineteen since she became my dad’s fam

This whole dimension is built to guard the coin, not intruders. Standing, I turn around. The wolf sits in the grass looking at me and Alec. There's something intelligent about its eyes, and I want to speak to it again. "Hello." I take a tentative step forward. The wolf's fur seems to ripple, and its limbs twist and shift. I gasp and stop walking as the animal transforms into a human. And not just any human. It's Damon. "Hello," he says.

The hardening between his legs, the way his fangs elongated just from her scent, alerted him to just how inviting she was to him. She felt it to. The heavy scent of her arousal wafted towards him, pungent yet sweet. Ripples of desire washed over her flesh, cheeks flushing. Yet, she denied it. Of course she would. They had only just met. Being immortal, Malik had learned long ago that life was fleeting. It was best to simply take what you wanted, when you wanted it. But with Annabelle, Malik found himself unable to take what he desired from her. He ached to hear words of acceptance fall from her tongue. Until that moment, he would do nothing to break her.

And for the first time, something unhinged laid beneath, “Until I found it..the power to take everything.” His gaze shifted to me. My grip tightened instinctively. “To become more than Alpha,” he continued, a slow smile spreading across his face, “To become immortal.” He wanted what?! “The Ancient Book of Spells,” he said. “Is all I need.” The words echoed inside me, around me and through me. My heart began to pound as dread crept in relentlessly. I look at my son in Zuri’s arms. “What have you done?” I choked out as I said to her.

“A dhampir to be precise.” I didn’t even know what to do with that word. Dhampir. It didn’t feel like it belonged to me. It felt like the kind of word you read in an old, dusty book you’re not supposed to be touching. “Which is an illegal creation,” the enforcer added, his voice sharp enough to cut glass. His lip curled when he said it, like the truth of my very existence left a bad taste in his mouth. “Illegal?” I blinked at him. “But that doesn’t even make sense!”

But inside, something had already changed. I realized this wasn’t a second chance to start over. It was a second chance to finish something. To return every bit of pain Rosie and Malcolm had given me. To make sure they felt it, slowly, completely, until there was nothing left for them to hold on to. And at the same time, it was a chance to fix what could still be saved. Anna. Billy. Gracie. Rebecca. Mary. I would give them a life so good that no one would ever be able to hurt them again. I would make sure they never had to look back at a place like Murkwood and feel small.

Cosmic destruction. Ancient immortal force. All colliding within a single body. Seraphine felt dread spread through her chest. Because the immortal slowly opened his eyes. And they were no longer silver. They were burning white. Reality around him began to crack. The sky itself started breaking apart. And Seraphine realized something horrifying. He hadn’t just absorbed the attack. He had become something far more dangerous.