Blood Immortal Novels & Stories

Those cases were called Spector protocols and more often than not, the reapers would just let the soul become ghosts. There was no protocol for what Lisa had just seen. She had never heard of anything like that happening in all her time as a reaper. Humans were born, they lived and they died, the end. That was the iron law of the universe that every human was subject to without exception. Of course, some could get lucky and survive fatal incidents but no one was so lucky that their wounds instantly healed. Something was definitely up and Lisa had a feeling she wouldn’t like what came next.

She’s not a mommy’s girl nor a daddy’s girl. Askar Is a 17 year old who is Hindu and Immortal. Who cannot be destroyed. His Ancestors' religion is Hindu, which haunts him. He doesn’t quite fit well in his family. It all changes when he gets turned immortal by his human mom who births him.. His life flashes before his eyes seeing his mom die while birthing him will hunt him for all the years he shall live. Sooner than later he is a vampire trying to fit in with the humans. He isn’t like any other vampire, he doesn’t thrust for human blood. He is more disgusted with it, that each time his dad brought home some human for him to try, he would instantly puke it out. But what he really craves is a

Unable to even speak a word, Eros carefully tucks my trembling arms back under the blankets "Your body is currently in a state of hypothermia. Due to your immortality, it isn't killing you but it also it also isn't absorbing any heat what so ever. This whole ordeal is quite strange. We've never seen or heard of anything like this happening before." she explains, sounding defeated at the end.

"What do you mean by real immortal? I mean I'm an immortal yet I can die." "Yes that's the difference, you as an immortal can die but he can't, so that makes him a real immortal. Immortality means you can't die and he can't." "How's that possible?" William asked. "When you left you came back differently, stronger and aggressive. Where ever you were changed you to this plus the dark magic." "Impressive," Daniel exclaimed. "First a Blood Mooner and now a real immortal. Haven't heard of that specie before." Jeremy being quiet all through stepped forward and said, "I have. I've learnt about it."

Strands of pure white light emerged out of my skin, being washed away by those icy black flames just as quickly. Before the flood of darkness grew overpowering for me, everything came to a standstill as though someone had stopped the time. The dark clouds and flames merged, forming a cage of tornadoes around me. The sky above my head grew clearer and clearer until my body was washed under the light I had cursed to dim and die. Moonlight. My immortality. I widened my eyes. But how? What— Bond. Carys Elffire. Marikh. Bond was infected by Death.

The others followed him while Mina stood back to observe. The immortality of the beasts was quite different from normal. They could be killed but after some time, they would reappear with full strength. When wounded, the damaged area doesn't bleed but instead releases pure energy in a vapour-like form. The interval between the death and return of the beasts varied but since the beasts always came back, killing them was a waste of energy.

but don’t see her. “Where is Alina?” I ask. ‘I’m here, Greg.’ she answers me. She found her way back to Divina and managed to heal her. How, I have no idea. She shouldn’t have been able to with the silver bullets still in her body. As if Alina can read my mind, she gives me the answer to my unspoken question. ‘Once, I was able to join back with Divina, her angel immortality was able to kick in and her body expelled the bullets. From there, I was able to continue to heal her.’ “Divina is immortal?” I ask out loud. She snaps her head to me and says, “No. I can’t be. Everyone dies, don’t they?” ‘No, little one, not everyone dies. You and your father are immortal. If he ever figures out how to

The immortal said with finality, "You saved her from death when she gave birth. But she was destined to die. Your medical skills defied fate and brought her back from the brink, but she must die." Bellamy realized his wife was home alone. He disregarded the immortal’s warning and sprinted back to his house. He found himself trapped in a nightmarish loop, trying again and again to save her but to no avail. His frustration boiled over, and in a fit of anger, he cursed at the immortal. Suddenly, the path home opened before him. Bellamy raced back as fast as he could, but when he arrived, he found his wife dead at the sewing machine. Her throat had been pierced by a needle, blood flowing endless

and all sort of jewels."What is this?" she asked and he answered, "Family treasure..."They reached the large frame of a woman dressed in black."This is Agnes... My real mother," she could not believe what she heard.Maybe she was hallucinating."Agnes..." she murmured."Yes... Mr King is not my real father..." he gave a nod."Woah! I don't understand. How can you be alive if you're a human?""I don't know how to tell you... Agnes was in love with a man who spent dozens of night with her. He wasn't interested in her but she warmed his bed every night. When Agnes got to know that she is pregnant she cursed the man to die... And that I shall live forever...""Nobody can live forever," she declared."

Haldir asked as his eyes darted around his rickety hovel. Michael gave Haldir an apologetic look of understanding because he'd had a similar gift bestowed on him many, many millennium ago. "You will live among the Others in their world. Since you can never really be like them because you were born of human blood, the gods gifted you immortality. No weapon ever used against you will succeed, you will not age and you will never know illness." Haldir laughed out in his raspy, throaty way. "That is quite a gift."