Daily Lives Of Immortal King Novels & Stories

the king commanded, his voice quieter, “because of you. I don’t have to ask how your mission went. You are here, alive, and so I can assume our ancient enemy slumbers once more?” I nodded. “He’s back in his coffin. I don’t know what his vassals will do, but most of them surrendered to us.” “I left one of my agents in charge,” Ronan added. “I don’t guess anyone thought to kill the old bastard?” Marcus asked. “It wouldn’t work,” the king said, speaking softly. “He is a true immortal. Even if they had burned him to a cinder, he would only return in a year or so. This is the best way. The slumber will hold him for years. Centuries if we’re lucky. The girl is stronger than her mother, and well mo

Since he was the almighty king. ''So you were living for three hundred years right?'' Cassius asked, both of them have many questions running through their minds, they didn't expect that they would meet someone like me. ''How is it like for living for that long? What about your brothers? Where they are?'' Magnus asked I gasped as they have lots of questions. I'm so sleepy too so I wanted a peaceful surrounding. ''This time will be my last response, being immortal is fun but it's kinda boring when you faced lots of problems, never-ending problems that wanted me to just die like a human, that they will have the peace after some trials they overcome,'' I said and sighed.

But that doesn't mean she's living the part, in her stories, the littles are more dependent and they are more on the softer side but not my little girl, not her of course. I was bored, it's not just the humans that get bored, we immortals get bored as well, we have all eternity to live through and being alone is very boring, being lonely is the worse feeling ever for humans and immortals. Being a king doesn't have its magic or pleasure without a queen, it's not the sex I'm craving, if I want sex, there are a lot of willing bodies who would lay with me willingly, but it's boring, it's lacking the emotions and the life in it.

"Now the king was a very good man. He always weighed with the responsibility he accepted for others. He was brave on the inside, willing to see his flaws and work to be a better immortal, kinder, more empathic. He was brave on the outside, leading from the front regardless of personal cost. Everyone else had to see him flawless, the polished version to inspire such confidence. He had a wife whom have been with him for a long time. They loved each other so much to the point that they always wanted to be around each other. But things got worst when another woman named Carlene had lied to the King about seeing this innocent woman jumping from an immortal's bed to the other. He never even asked

"He's a fucking monster, and that's all he is!" "It's not true." Yolanda spoke. "King Adrik is a generous and kind hearted man. He isn't monstrous, he knows who he is—the King of Jivan, and to become the true King, he has to gain power over it first. He is simply ambitious." "Are you actually that blind?" If they really believed that, then I had no hopes from anyone on this entire island because their word was law here. "We are not blind! It's all true. He is immortal now and he will be the King of Jivan soon, it's his destiny to become the King."

On the second floor I saw the king looking at us, a smile played on his lips as he held the broken gablet and sipped it slightly while watching us. Murmurs began to reverberate throughout the social halls of the palace. But what they were saying did not escape my hearing, especially some women. “Is he the immortal?” "He's so handsome." “Did you feel what I felt? His presence is strange.” “Yes, did I feel the same when I was immortal? The presence felt heavy. It's like there's a hidden personality in him." I also couldn't escape the sight of Samira and how she stared at Braeden. My eyebrows met at what he said.

"If you ask me, the Immortal Sect people are funny. The ones who have the most fun here are them, and the ones who come looking for trouble with the king are also them." "Isn't that great? Kill one if one comes, kill ten if ten come. The more that come, the more karma we get." The evil spirits burst out laughing. Suddenly, the Nightmare Fiend, who had been silent all along, shook his head. "No, this isn't karma from the king killing people." "Then what is it?" "The king is getting married!" The Nightmare Fiend suddenly stood up and grabbed the person next to him. "Tell me, is the king really getting married?"

Some were lucky enough to live their whole life with their Sol, but most of the child of the night never gotten to live with their Sol because even though the Sol became immortal after the oath of faith and loyalty, the Sol still have a shorter lifespan from the child of the night, so they always die earlier than them. The child of the night could still live even without the company of the Sol, but they have to limit the usage of their Mana and recharge their Mana constantly when it's used. Other than that they could actually live with mortals that they liked or loved, but a fleeting moment is more painful than a long moment, so the child of the night would usually remain alone after their S

Still, almost nothing is the same as before. I’m a zombie, the living dead, the supreme specious of the planet, and the leader of one of the largest hordes in North America. I’m one of the Zombie Kings. My job is to keep the peace among zombies, keep my horde fed, and hunt humans for sport. I’m the stuff of Lacey’s nightmares now, and yet somehow, I have to rekindle our relationship so that I’m not forced to use her as a breeder.

Those ranks below the Emperor have their lifespans bound accordingly. From this moment on, all living beings below the Emperor level were no longer immortal.