Book Immortal Novels & Stories

While walking she told me, “I heard you ask Vandross why your book is called relic right? “Your book is possessed by our Ancestors and passed by or sometimes stolen. Relics in Zennery are not just books. There are many kinds of Relics. The Battle Relics which consist of swords, armor and shield. The Enchantment Relics the same as your book where spells are written and the Special Relics this was said to be unknown. I wonder were you get that notebook.” “I really don’t know but all I know is that this notebook was with me the moment I was born.” Miss Minerva was still curious about me and asked what is the name of the book. and I told her it was “Demonic Relic” the moment I told her the name

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.

“What the fuck is going on?” “Language Marley.” Absinthe warned, and she flipped him off, turning her head to Othello. “Who is it? Why does it seem like I killed a ghost?” “Because you did.” I said, standing up, walking to the shelf and I pulled out a large Tome. Walking back to the table, I dropped it in front of Marley, sending dust flying. She coughed and shot a glaring look at me, making me grin, which sent a flush across her cheeks and down into her blouse. Concentrate dude… I turned and pointed at the book. “This tome is full of our Elders—Past, present and their bloodlines. Direct descendants. This is the last edition, the newest one is in production.”

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.

“Kael is an Alpha, and we’ve heard the rumours. The white hair.” I swallow thickly. “What are you saying, Esme?” “I’m saying he needs his hair to remain white, Eira. And yours too.” With a sigh, she walks over to one of her cupboards and returns with a thick brown leather book, strings of twine wrapped around it. When she slaps and blows on it, I choke on the dust, my eyes watering. I look over at Kael who fell asleep after playing with Asha and Hana. “From all you’ve told me, you said you never experienced the things he’s experiencing. But that’s because your hair wasn’t tampered with.” She opens the book and a roach crawls out.

She was looking for anything on the prophecy Riley had just whispered to her half an hour ago — too shaken to say it in front of Jaxon, too tired to keep pretending she wasn’t connected to all of this. Lena was good at research. Better than most pack elders gave her credit for. She flipped through an ancient tome and paused on a page half-rotted with age. There — in the margins — was a scribbled note. The Flame-Born will come from exile. One scarred, one spared. A heart unchained shall heal the pack or burn it down. Lena snapped a photo and emailed it to herself. Then, just as she was about to close the book, a breez

Bernard smiled as he removed a thin, thread-bound book from Yael's corpse and tossed it to Chad. "Here! This is a diagram that visualizes methods for immortality. This one's for you, too." Chad reached out and caught two books; the covers read Art of Immortality and Human Flesh Sanctification. Bernard tied his clothes before kicking Yael again. He said, "Yael is such an idiot. He was pursued for over a decade, all for the sake of a girl. With each resurrection, he lost some of his memories. Who knows how often he died? Later, I heard that the woman realized he was losing his memories and took his money to run away with a gigolo instead."

There was nothing special about them. Compared to the Ultimate Book of Medicine stored in his mind, these books didn’t matter to him. However, he didn’t know if such information was included in the legacies of the Immortal Doctor; hence he picked out a few valuable books for Cheryl and stuffed them into the purse as well. “Huh, what’s this? It’s so heavy.” At the corner of the bookshelf was a small log, seemingly being used as paperweight instead. It was charcoal black, and it looked like a rock that was the size of a fist. It felt quite heavy as well, approximately thirty kilograms, which was considered heavier than most metal.

“Does it bite?” Steve snorted. “Probably.” They reached a circular antechamber at the end of the hall where a massive tome—several feet tall and wider than a table—sat on a pedestal of smoldering glass. The book was open, its pages turning themselves. Emma stepped forward and placed her hand on the edge of the platform. Immediately, flames curled around her wrist—not burning, but connecting. Visions surged. --- Emma Sees the Past

Yuna agreed, “Yes, I have heard of them, but I didn’t think it was a gift like mine.” He sighed, “It technically isn’t like yours. You have perfect memory forever, but these people have perfect memory only in that lifetime. I don’t usually give this gift to people forever because it can be tough on some people. Being immortal isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be. People can go a little crazy after experiencing multiple lifetimes with this ability. It’s mainly because of how they choose to use the gift. Unlike you, they want to use it for self-gain. I’ve seen many that used the gift to cheat their way through life. I was proud to know that you used this gift to change the world for the good a