Blood Immortal Novels & Stories

He laughed with blood dripping down his mouth, with Damon’s hand still locked around his throat, with the tree bark cracking behind his back, with his face so wild it didn’t even look human anymore, he laughed like one of those villains in the movies who knows the whole world is about to burn and wants to watch it happen just for fun. “You can’t kill me,” Darren choked out between that horrible laughter, his grin splitting wide, his voice shaking with the sound of it like he didn’t even care Damon could crush his windpipe any second. “I’m immortal, brother. Did you hear me? Immortal. We will see who dies first.” Immortal? And then he did it.

I nodded and asked, still feeling pretty shaken up, “I want to know how you are an immortal and could still have this reaction to the poison.” “Cynthia the term immortality is not about not ever dying anymore. It just means we are able to live much more longer than a mortal. I am also vulnerable but not as much as a mortal. Whoever did this, he must have used a stronger version, enough strong to make me unconscious.” I nodded before remembering how his beast was trying to come out, “Your beast was coming out.” At this his eyes honed on my injury which his paw gave me, he recognized it instantly, he groaned and a tear escaped his eye, “I did this to you?”

"Do you wanna know what dying feels like? " Raïna didn't want to know but knew the little bird at her side needed to talk, to get something out of her chest. She nodded. " It hurts. " Raïna presumed so. " Only at first, tho. After, it burns as if you were in the middle of flames. Hell, flames. It hurts even more " Raïna didn't expect that. " And after, when you think it has calmed down, you see memories, but not in the way everyone thinks. You relive them. It's like replaying a theater in a minute, you are the main character and the storyline is your life. " Raïna was getting interested as Quivelerin continued talking. " But when you are reliving everything, the feelings, emotions, and ... e

I have little interest in being killed for it. "The Armorials have their own sort of power that is separate from ours," Kallida said, bringing the conversation back to its original point of address. "Death is ours. They have life which overcomes it." "So they say," Zahaynei commented, as if annoyed by the phrasing.

Inanna moves to them while he forces Bryer’s head down. “What are you going to do to me, whore-priestess?!” He hits him across his head again. Bryer cringes, but then Inanna grabs his head firmly. She stares into his eyes. After calming herself, she speaks. “The Blood God has made you immortal, but not unkillable. You know that.” “Then kill me! Or else I will destroy everything!” he shouts. “I am a plague upon this world!” Inanna shakes her head slowly. “The Blood God has not infected you.”

Immortal Cravings Part 1-Temptation If there was ever a time to be worried about my safety, it was now. This very moment. Sneaking through the factories. Hunting creatures which shouldn’t exist. Persona Sanguinis. Person of the Blood. Vampires. Well, one kind specificlly. Sanguinis Perfide. Traitor of the blood. Somewhere on this dock, in this seething scent of fish, rubbish and motor oil, was a rogue vampire. A rogue which my boss wanted dead.

He sighed, “Well, that’s not really important. The thing is, he treasures you and he didn’t want to hurt you yet he ended up drinking so much from you that you were out for a week.” That last line took a little bit of time to process, “A week!!” I was out for a week!?!?! “Oh my God!” “That’s not the problem Nena,” Alister sighed, “Like I said before, your blood is addictive. You could have died.” The weight of those words hit hard and my head buzzed for a moment. I could have died? I shook my head I didn’t want that to faze me. “But I didn’t,” I looked back at him with a firm gaze, “I’m still here.”

he asked. “No, the medicines are not helping me. I have a headache, but I can manage.” “You should rest first.” “No, I’ll be fine.” Hunter noticed and heard them so he approached them. “Aren’t you supposed to have stronger immune system now that you’re immortal?” “Hunter! Low down your voice! Someone might hear you!” Aleister said. “I’m almost whispering! How low do you want my voice to be?!” Hunter sarcastically said but Aleister just glared at him.

Tom rolls his eyes ignoring her comment and he looks back down at the clipboard “If only the boy knew what he was capable of. There would be no chance of us keeping him here. but thankfully we have mostly what we need anyway.” “Is he really capable of getting through mountain ash walls and glass? Rings of salt surrounding the place? Electronic pulses? Armed guards who will shoot to kill?” The woman asks nervously, he looks up at her, she was staring through the window at caden, I couldn’t even bring myself to look at him “Yes he can break any supernatural barrier because he is not supernatural. He is made of hellfire. When he died hell couldn’t hold him so it spat him back out to do it’s wor

There, his fangs pierce my skin at the same moment he drives particularly deep inside me, his cock hitting that sensitive spot again and again. “Draven—yes!” I moan, raw ecstasy exploding through me, his vampire venom flooding my veins from the bite and turning every thrust into liquid fire burning through me like gasoline. I can smell the metallic scent of my blood as he drinks deeply, groaning against my throat while his hips keep snapping relentlessly against mine. Blood play during sex always does this to us, making everything more addictive and irresistible. “You are my obsession, little flame,” he pulls back just enough to look into my eyes, his lips stained red with my blood. “This ti