Crocodile Immortal Novels & Stories

The blade hadn’t even pierced skin. The immortal looked down at the weapon with mild curiosity. “…This is new.” He grabbed the hunter by the throat. Lifted him off the ground. Easily. “Tell your masters something for me.” The hunter struggled violently, power crackling around him. “What” His voice cut off as the immortal’s eyes suddenly changed. Not wolf. Not human. Something older. Something wrong. “I’m not the one they should be hunting.” Then he crushed the hunter’s throat. The body dropped.

Immortal Dragons-shapeshifters that take on the form of a scaled dragon with four legs and breathe fire. Due to their high body temperature, they prefer colder environments and live off-grid, usually in areas with little to no technology. They are a dying species and only reside in a few select areas. They also have a King/Queen. Immortal General: Any of the species can have a mate Selene (The Moon Goddess) handles all mating bonds but prefers wolves (her own creation) over all species

FIADH POV Suddenly the hideous beast drops down to its stomach. Its four arms begin to move like legs, and Jia gasps as I cover my mouth to keep from screaming. The way it is crawl-running toward Terrax is horrifying. It looks like a mutated zombie crocodile. If humans on Earth could picture this monster, they would have him star in every scary movie for the next ten years. If he were running like that toward me, I would run as fast as I could in the opposite direction, but not Terrax. Terrax isn't even flinching. He is standing firm and calm while watching the approaching danger.

That body becomes its prison and its home, tethered even beyond death. For most, it is a blessing. The ultimate salvation. A key to Ajooni—transcendence beyond the cycle of suffering. But for others, it is a curse. An unshakable shackle. Zander King was the Death Wolf’s Soul Corona. Its final human form. And that was why he could fight it, wrestle back control. No other host in history had ever managed such a feat. Not even Thaneous. A scream tore from Zander’s lips, his eyes flickering between the beast’s crimson and his own tormented brown before settling—finally—on brown. He gasped, dragging himself forward, his limbs trembling, his breath ragged.

“No! How can we survive?! I don’t know how to swim!” “I won’t let go of your hand, trust me.” “SHUT UP THE BOTH OF YOU! Stop arguing whether to jump or not because before you could do so, I’m going to kill you!” Mallory brings out a specialized gun, the only kind of gun that can harm any immortals. “Madison, in the count of three,” Aleister whispered. “No! I won’t do it! There has to be another way!” “Goodbye Madison...” “One!”

I laugh loudly and my wolves perk their ears in my direction. "Alright, right to it then," I whisper before clearing my voice to begin. "As payment for all your losses and pain. I formed a line of Lycans. These Lycans will be your descendents. Each will be male and each will be immortal. Each immortal king will have a mate. Only with their mate can they produce the next King. You shall hopefully, never watch one of your male descendents die of old age, but I can not promise it.

And before his eyes, Claudia disappeared, leaving nothing but traces of blood. “Bitch! You’re lucky to have a quick death. I would enjoy it more if I saw you suffer pain first. Seemed like I planted too many worms on your wounds,” the lion continued his monologue before shifting back to his human form. He snatched some clothes and a white coat hanging inside the cabinet. Those were what Rupert called the ‘Patient’s change of clothes’.

He was just looking at me and talking as if he was talking to someone who was on the same level as him. “They said, I must die. That’s why we are being chased, right? Everyone wants me to die, and Mom couldn’t let that happen that’s why they have to fight for me. But they are hurt because of me.” “Everyone in the wild thought that you are an immortal baby, and an immortal baby is a threat to everyone. But you are not. They don’t know that you are not,” said uncle. “Then, why don’t we tell them? Let’s tell them that I am not. Maybe I can talk to them.” I stood up.

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.