Romans & histoires Cursed Immortality

“I won't kill you…not even after you have that child. I shall let you experience the fleeting joy of motherhood for a while. I want you to know what it’s like to hold something you love, before you lose this form and become mine, Hestia.” My eyes first widened, almost painfully. Then my blood ran cold as the implication of his words dawned heavily on me. No…No That would be the worst outcome of everything I've been through. Getting cursed with his kind of immortality. An existence where even jumping off a bridge would not guarantee me a reprieve. The realisation snapped something inside me. I swung my hand, the crack of my palm against his cheek echoing in the stone room. It was like strikin

Aelanor cried. "Princess, if I may," Nimuel explained, "immortality refers to the act of living forever under the influence of ordinary factors, not withstanding external elements. In a way that the immortal creatures don't get sick or age when they live in their own worlds, the one created exclusively for them. It is when an outside factor is included in the equation, that we risk death, or illness, and this pestilence that is affecting the immortal worlds."

ends flashback. The Gipus Curse: This was the curse that the witches of Gipus kingdom had cast over the immortals of Green kingdom. It reduced them to half-mortal and half-immortal making them unable to live forever. The original Greens, Terese and Bingy-White were forced to sacrifice a few of their lives to save their son and granddaughters by doing this the latter became immortal. When they sacrificed some of their years, Terese and Bingy-White, their bodies could no longer exist on earth so they went into the land of immortality to sustain what had remained of their souls. This sacrifice was the only deal they could make with the witches of Gipus kingdom to have them quit practicing dark

We have work to do, she said. She trained harder than ever. Every morning, she ran the length of the valley. Every afternoon, she fought Holt in the clearing. Every evening, she sat with Wren and planned. The curse, she said. Tell me everything you know. Wren spread a map across the table. Old symbols. Old words. Old blood. The curse was cast centuries ago, she said. A born wolf wanted immortality. He made a deal with something dark. The deal gave him eternal life, but it cursed his bloodline. Every wolf descended from him burns out. The born wolves last longer. The turned wolves last less.

And if the 20th generation of the Vakatow failed to bear a female firstborn, the curse would reach its zenith, condemning their soulmates to death. In her bid for revenge, Isolde inadvertently stumbled upon the secret of immortality. As she delved deeper into dark magic, she discovered a ritual that granted her eternal life, allowing her to witness the repercussions of her curse for generations to come. This revelation struck fear into the hearts of the realm's inhabitants, creating a legend that would be passed down through generations – the legend of the immortal witch who sought vengeance against the lycans.

"But everything changed, there's one kingdom who seized them out of greediness." "What do you mean seized?" I asked her. "They got rid of them on the land," the village healer's eyes grew mad. "King Hydrae ordered Thud to slaughter every immortal. He ordered that no one should live---," I cut her words. "Do immortals die?" "Of course, they do through decapitation. That's what the Aquans did," she narrated. "They were strong you said. How were they decapitated?" It confused me.

I can’t explain why I felt pity for him. ''Are you ready to sacrifice the lives of your brothers so you can go to the kingdom?'' I asked Maximus. ''Yes, I will do everything that is written inside that book, I want to see my father again,'' Maximus replied. We talk about his mission, other than seeking justice for his father's death, he is willing to do what is written in the book of immortality, which is that they must die in the present time and be resurrected in the kingdom of Prophis, a place where werewolf and the vampire are existing, and attains immortality.

I said quickly and added, “We never mated. Tyler said that a wolf has to give you his knot to reproduce.” I could see the relief on her face as she took a deep breath and then she said, “They have to be Tyler’s. Nothing else makes any sense but that they are his.” I wanted to so desperately to believe what she was saying but now a part of me was worried that they may be Samuel’s and that the doctors had it all wrong. Next time I saw the pack doctor I was going to see if I could talk to him alone and see if he knew a way to tell. I know that the doctor I saw today said they were immortal, but the fact was I was immortal which would make them part immortal.

She couldn't help but ask. "I'll tell you. We possess people for our own benefits. Staying in the underworld for more than an amount of time makes us... should I say powerless? Possession of humans to do evil of every kind is like a charge which increases our powers to levels that are unimaginable. The massacre, the bombings, the war. They are all our doings." He let out a smile again, "I did... unimaginable amount of killings, wars, evil... I couldn't stop. I didn't want to stop. I wanted power. Power that could control the whole earth, until... some council of witches and wizards, headed by the most powerful witch casted me out and locked me up in a formidable coffin for thousands of years

She died on the spot. In this life, Sally decided to switch paths early and made preparations ahead of time. So she wasn't as vicious toward me as she had been before. Even then, she still failed. Because she never expected me to uncover the truth. Sally refused to accept it. "So what if you figured it out? No one can break the curse. The only person who knew how is dead. Kyla, you're still going to die by my hand in this life." I didn't say a word. I just lifted my hand and showed her my palm.