Daily Life Immortal King Novels & Stories

king:- that was quiet, I think your pain make you mature, you want to live because you are not in pain anymore, but in my case, I am still suffering that why I want to die, the only thing that can make me happy and set me free is death, Ariel:- kill yourself if you want to die, I will not kill you, because all this thing will take effort and time, that why I don't wast my time in meaningless conflicts, do forgive me, old man. king:- I want to die because, I try my everything to make this country survive and because of that, my kingdom is still alive at least, after fighting 3 nations alone, I think I done enough but then I lose my wife, she didn't deserve that kind fate, because of that I co

I implore, getting a hard look from Lorenzo and a worried frown from Ivy. “It doesn’t matter. – Lorenzo growls – Armstrong is dead and Ivy is immortal. There’s nothing Alex can use to get to me. It’s time to make everyone realize what it means to mess with me or mine.” I lean back against Leo’s chest, utterly impressed by the King. I might’ve underestimated him at first, but he’s proven himself. “The Deads and I are with you.” I declare seriously, getting a shocked look from the King. “I didn’t expect you of all people to be so eager to help.”

I whisper, reading the caption underneath. A history book, not a very new one judging from the yellow, worn-out pages. I grab a chair, sitting next to the fire, abandoning my quest for a bath. "Following the ancient war between wolves and humans, there arose the strongest immortal warrior from the ashes of destruction, forming a secret territory - the Lycan king's secret kingdom." Immortal... I stare down at my bandaged hand. What could an immortal king possibly need me for? The door pushes open. I snap the book shut, looking up as a man walked in, dressed in a white robe, carrying a first aid box in one hand, and a suitcase in the other.

Mom wanted nothing to do with him, especially after knowing that he had a long-term relationship with another fellow hunter. Today, as I joined my family for brunch, I was happy to know that at this moment, I had the best of both worlds. My human family was as much a part of my life as was my immortal family. It was surprising but the King and Queen were actually a lot accepting of me than I had expected them to be. But the happiness and peace won’t last forever. As an immortal, I’ll soon outlive everyone I’d ever known and loved, it was a price I had to pay to become immortal. But more than that, I lived in constant worry about what would happen if people found out that their would be King,

ADDICTION EPISODE SEVENTEEN Antara scoffed in shock and she stared at Anika in bewilderment. The King is dead?! No,He can never be dead!! Never! "What are you talking about?, See Anika,if this is a joke,please stop it, The King can never be dead, Never,I thought......" "How did you expect me to joke with such an expensive issue?, The Kin is dead, Believe it or not, He's Dead and he's never waking up again, Alan just went to confirm it in the hospital, He arrived few minutes ago"

Getting dressed and getting off her last sex partner, she kicked the dust off what was left of each of them and went to take a long shower to get rid of the fluids. He took the communicator from his jumpsuit and contacted the king of the dead. Very interesting, thought a Lich King, king of kings, his race was immune to human diseases, because to begin with, they died a long time ago, but they didn't stay dead, others like him, are eternal, not even when they die, do they stay dead. They are leaders of a sect that promises the end of problems and eternal life, since the Sect itself belongs to a dead man, the dead king who has reigned for thousands of years.

“You hit the back of your head...” Now, I really felt my head splitting from pain. The vision went on: at that moment, Reive shouted, coldly and harshly, “I’m Reive Eridanus Castro-Firel, the Undead King!” The silence around became even more deafening. “And I’m immortal!” he said, adding with malice, “Unlike you...” There was Livia Rendan’s scream from somewhere on the side. She was twitching in the wheelchair: “He’s crazy! Don’t you see it?! Kill him!”

Way worse. I’d seen how his men treated us already. If this is how the soldiers acted, kicking girls around and calling us bitches and sluts, then their king had to be ten times meaner. Rumors said he was immortal and nothing under the sun could kill him. What chance did I have against that? At least with a regular alpha there was a tiny sliver, maybe one percent, that I could fight back, maybe even kill him in his sleep if I got lucky. But the king? No. I’d rather take my chances with one of his hunters than end up alone in a room with that monster.

“I’m from a kingdom called Scarlett Thunder.” “I’ve never heard of it.” “You wouldn’t have. They don’t know this place–the Allied Kingdoms–exists. We’re cut off by a mountain range and a sea, and a few thousand miles of plains and rivers after that.” She rocks back on her heels, her hair falling over her shoulder as she inspects me like a research specimen. “You’re immortal, right?” “I can die. I’m dying right now, just slowly. Immortal to me just means a few centuries of life if I’m careful not to get killed or starve–”

They are weak creatures, and they should be allowed to live their weak lives, however disgusting it might seem. *** The burial wasn't as terrible as I had thought it would be. No humans were sacrificed, and Aunt Lois seemed uncomfortable with it the whole time. I was swamped up with more responsibilities like I hadn't been performing the responsibilities of a king for more than twelve years. I barely had the time to see Hyacinth or even go for breakfast… I told myself that it was fine. The life of a King is a lonely one. “Your Majesty.” Dacian announced himself before the head eunuch could speak.