Novel & Cerita Blood Immortal

I swung my claws around to shred him, but before I could make contact, he froze mid-air. A blood-soaked hand protruded directly through the center of his chest. The wolf’s eyes widened in sheer shock as a sickening, wet crunch filtered into my ears. The hand clamped tightly around his beating heart, crushed it into pieces, and ripped violently free from his rib cage. The rogue crumpled lifelessly to the dirt, eyes glassy and dead. I slowly lifted my gaze, my heart hammering in my chest. Alexavian stood towering behind the corpse, his bare arm dripping with dark crimson blood. His eyes burned with a fury I had never seen before.

he replied to me. "Don't you have any other medicine for infections like this?" I asked him again. I know there isn't, but there might be. The nurse shook her head. "If an immortal gets sick or injured, it will be easy to heal. But like this, it is difficult, especially because the cause of their injury is unusual. Only the seed of life can save them, but the seed is limited so it cannot be just use it," he answered me and I didn't know what to think.

“I’m not the only one who’s lost loved ones. Ask anyone in the Clan – any vampire, even – and every single one will have lost someone along the way. It’s the curse of immortality.” We picked our way out of the clearing and back onto the trail. “But she was immortal too,” I said, my tone lilting up at the end, questioning and curious. “Well, yeah. Immune to disease and a fast healer. But she wasn’t immune to death. None of us are.” His tone was nonchalant, but with a hard edge that said this conversation was over.

I asked, my voice quivering as I unconsciously made direct eye contact with Vincent. “We don’t know. We don’t have to!” Karima’s eyes darted around the room, her fingers fidgeting with the edge of her shirt. “Stop it,” she hissed, her voice barely more than a breath. “You don’t know who’s listening… we shouldn’t even be talking about this.” Vincent’s gaze flicked between Karima and me, his expression unreadable but cautious. “No one knows the exact details, but rumors say he was the first and only weak blood to have activated his immortality genes, so they call him the First,” he said, holding my gaze, his every word burying like a corpse in my chest.

There were already dead bodies on the ground. Akira felt a sharp pain when General Thud's sword slightly cut her skin on the left arm. Fresh immortal blood gushed out of her torn skin. She is already panting because of tiredness. She moved her hand to attack Thud and her sword pierced his side. A pure Aquan blood poured over the ground. They both stopped and touch their wounds.

Shiver sees the wound from my punch on the left side of her face, yellow ink dripping from her face to the floor like it's bleeding. Shiver ran and stabbed me on the heart, Shiver smiled “Corona this is Shiver, Inkcanius is dea…” then I grabbed her knife. Shiver was shocked “what… IMPOSSIBLE!!!” Shiver shouted. Then I looked at Shiver and did a powerful headbutt, Shiver stumbled back, then pull Shiver’s shark fin dagger out of my body “Shiver what’s going on?!” said Corona over the comms “I thought that Inkcanius is dead yet he is still alive” said Shiver, she looked at her hand to see Two-tone blue ink dripping from her nose. “I can’t be killed, Shiver” I said. Corona heard me say “Wait, In

Kira raises both hands, trying to soothe me even though she's moving fast. "Dani, listen. Listen to me, this isn't the first time he's…um...flatlined." My brain scrambles to remember the one time I heard him telling me he flatlined so many times from the pain of the Hollow. I didn't think he'd meant it literally. "What?" I whisper. "What do you...what do you—" "He's immortal," Kira says breathlessly, lowering him carefully out of my arms and onto the floor. "His heart and core shut down when he's overloaded. He always wakes up. We just need to let his system reboot."

"Get your hands off her." Belarie didn't answer. Didn't react. He closed his eyes and began to speak. The same old words Annitore spoke on that day. And he felt something pull deep in his chest—something he'd carried for so long he'd forgotten it was ever separate from him. His immortality. The light started small—just a flicker between his hands and Annie's skin—but it grew quickly, spreading outward until the entire room was bathed in the color of EmberBorn fire. Annie gasped.

His glistening eyes crave for more. As I lower my eyes, I gulp. Dry patches of dark blood intertwine with crimson liquid that gathers in a pool next to a girl’s lifeless body. I look upon the mangled remains at his feet, and the illusion of my rapidly beating heart overwhelms me. I've encountered strigoi who are too numb to care about anything anymore. It's easy to become immune to pain and suffering when you're immortal. But this hasn't happened to me yet. I pull my sight away from the pile of corpses as a pang of sorrow burns in my chest. I wonder when I'll get so used to death that I won't notice it anymore.

Immortality is born of a vampire of the Mohini clan, she is the property of the Mohini clan. “What if I say No?” Augustus frowned, he couldn't give Sharmaine to others, the immortal is someone who can create a vampire super soldier, but the price to create a super soldier is Sharmaine's life. Augustus did not allow anyone to harm Sharmaine. "Then I will kill you." The vampire let out a scream.