Dawn Of Immortals Novels & Stories

She’s not a mommy’s girl nor a daddy’s girl. Askar Is a 17 year old who is Hindu and Immortal. Who cannot be destroyed. His Ancestors' religion is Hindu, which haunts him. He doesn’t quite fit well in his family. It all changes when he gets turned immortal by his human mom who births him.. His life flashes before his eyes seeing his mom die while birthing him will hunt him for all the years he shall live. Sooner than later he is a vampire trying to fit in with the humans. He isn’t like any other vampire, he doesn’t thrust for human blood. He is more disgusted with it, that each time his dad brought home some human for him to try, he would instantly puke it out. But what he really craves is a

Rozi muttered, "The giant shadow covered the Sun, and the immortals were at a disadvantage. Vastly outmatched by the shadow, they were wiped out. "So immortals have existed since Ancient Navia. Maybe immortals are so scarce now because most of them perished during the war." Adrian was shocked as he understood the engravings as humanity's final battle. It also looked like…a reset!

The young prince wore the family crest on his black shirt, the head of a white dragon signalling from what immortal clan he was born to. Darkous walked along the grand hall, smiling politely at those who greeted him. A selection of the most experienced and high ranking clans had gathered from all corners of the dimensions, eagerly waiting to catch a glimpse of the young prince. Each coming of age was different, each immortals powers erupting from every inch of their being. Darkous was the last son left, the youngest. Before him, Hades had erupted in black fire; destroying a city in mere seconds as his demon produced itself for the first time. Now, the other immortals watched the young prince

Within the Dawnward realm, the most formidable beings among the deities held the title of Lords, with the Supreme God reigning supreme above all. Throughout the annals of history, these lords had emerged, surpassing mortal limitations to rule over humanity. These lords regarded ordinary humans as mere ants, committing heinous acts without remorse. One particularly infamous lord had even massacred an entire family to seize a woman he desired. Under the perpetual threat of these lords, fear enveloped the people of the Dawnward. Then, a mysterious figure from Salmasian emerged, swiftly vanquishing 12 malevolent lords and 24 of their followers, sending shockwaves throughout the Dawnward realm.

"Tomorrow I will burn. And I will do it with a smile on my face, knowing that one day the uncrowned king of prophecy will return. And when he comes, he will bring an end to the wickedness that riddles the land, and free us from our bondage. He will bring darkness upon us and the witnesses shall rejoice to see his glory. And you will know that he is the Immortal." Sethlzaar caught sight of a whisper of smoke spill from the iron where it scraped against her neck. It was faint and thin. He blinked once, and it was gone, like a child's imagination. But what did he know? He was only a child trying to convince an adult. He sighed. "Do you have anything you would like anyone to know?" he asked. "A

She pressed her forehead to mine and whispered words I didn't understand at first. It was a ritual called 'The Soul Forge'. A ritual that could transfer immortality from one person to another. I felt it the moment it happened. Warmth flooded my body, burning away the poison, healing the wound. Power settled into my bones—ancient, terrible, eternal power. I gasped, my eyes flying open. "What did you do?" "I saved you," Annitore whispered. "You're immortal now, Owaine. Nothing can kill you." "No—you can't—" I grabbed her shoulders. "You have to take it back. I can't—"

Ottiline frowned at the strange phenomenon. Before she could speak, a hand came from the side and carried Damien up, "It is time for your sleep." With that he turned off the laptop leaving Ottiline still staring at it. Her teammates that were by the side was confused, "But Dillan wasn't even close to the school when it happened. It is looking as if, we've moved from adventure game to horror game. I can feel shivers and goosebumps." Austin rubbed his hand and looked around the house that was dark. The only thing that lit it up is their phone torch.

I said, annoyed. “Remember, Alaric—you will need to build an empire. You will need an army to defeat Darius. I’ll see you soon.” And just like that, the voice vanished. “Wait!” I shouted. “What do you mean an ARMY? How am I supposed to—hey! Are you still there?!” Silence. I groaned and rubbed my face. “Why does that thing always disappear after dropping a cliffhanger?” Bloodsnow, perched on my shoulder, gave me a tiny side-eye.

Even the government stepped in and made a public statement. Their stock price plummeted overnight, and their investors turned on each other like rabid dogs, clawing for scraps. In just a few days, Nelson Corporation officially declared bankruptcy. Meanwhile, I lay back in my hospital bed, leisurely recovering from my injuries. Jasmine walked in. Her usual sharpness flashed across her eyes as she said, “Evan, you’re really something. While I’m out here, running around and putting out fires, you’re just lying here like a king!

She could see that the outfit really did look great on her; the slacks emphasized her curves in a way she had never noticed in her usual getup. “Appearances sweetheart, they are everything down there. Now get out of here, you don’t want to be late on your first day,” Pixie grinned making a shooing motion. Lisa gave Pix a long hug then she took off at a trot and lifted off into the air, flying out of the roofless building and into the morning sky. Reapers lived in the sanctuary, a floating structure in the clouds that had massive buildings in the architecture of ancient Greek temples. The sanctuary wasn’t really in the clouds, it only appeared to be, it actually existed in a separate dimensio