Immortal Ape Novels & Stories

Haldir asked as his eyes darted around his rickety hovel. Michael gave Haldir an apologetic look of understanding because he'd had a similar gift bestowed on him many, many millennium ago. "You will live among the Others in their world. Since you can never really be like them because you were born of human blood, the gods gifted you immortality. No weapon ever used against you will succeed, you will not age and you will never know illness." Haldir laughed out in his raspy, throaty way. "That is quite a gift."

They were around fifty, wandering around the world, living among the human just as the perfect human, still waiting for the sacrifice that could lead them to the path of eternal afterlife to heaven. ********* Author's note. Hello everyone !!! So, here is the completion of the second part of the story, The Immortal Love. Third part is on the way. You can find me on instagram as @Rosechrys5996. Do follow me to know more about my works and to chit chat with me. Trust me, I am a good speaker on chat, hehe. So, stay tuned and stay happy and healthy everyone. Thank you clicking the story and reading it.

Zeke turned behind too. Quincy who sat by the sofa shrugged meanwhile she knew that Abi walked into the Catacomb. Something they didn't explain to Abi was that, the catacomb was filled with deadly beasts which used the form of the littered bones to attack and that alone made them immortal. First, the beast were mindless and in a soul form. They only possess vessels knowing as they wouldn't do any harm unless they use a vessel. And the vessel was of the littered bones. So anyone who enters never comes out.

Immortality is born of a vampire of the Mohini clan, she is the property of the Mohini clan. “What if I say No?” Augustus frowned, he couldn't give Sharmaine to others, the immortal is someone who can create a vampire super soldier, but the price to create a super soldier is Sharmaine's life. Augustus did not allow anyone to harm Sharmaine. "Then I will kill you." The vampire let out a scream.

When Jade leaped into the air and saw the complete footprint, a shocked expression appeared on her face. “How could such a large footprint exist? How tall is this giant ape?” Jade asked. “The demonic apes, Vajra Demonic Apes, originate from the ancient prehistoric times. They are considered prehistoric mutants. Even in the prehistoric mutant realm, they are at the top of the food chain. The strongest among the demonic apes can even become gods capable of destroying a planet with a single punch and crushing the galaxy with a single stomp of their foot,” Yuno explained.

After Lucius said that, a rough voice said. “Hahaha, Lucius. You Nine-Headed Worms suffer defeats too? David, don’t be scared of those worms. We, the Titan Giant Apes, support you. I didn’t think you'd be so powerful after you just entered Eternal Realm. You can even chop off one of the heads of Serpentine’s Golden Body from so far away. What a promising young man!” The person who spoke was the head of the Titan Giant Ape Clan, Tarzan.

Marcus answers without softening it. “APEX rewrote us. Biology, mostly. Viral vector. Gene editing. Hormonal regulation. Neural bonding. A lot of words I had to learn after they were already inside me.” “That is not an answer.” “No.” His jaw tightens. “It made us something close to what people used to call werewolves.” Maya stares at him. For one long second, her mind produces nothing useful at all. Then it produces, with admirable commitment to idiocy: Of course.

Cae murmured in fear. The Immortals were a group of Fenrir creatures, a race of monstrous wolves who have been in existence since the beginning of time. They were different from the lycans and the werewolves. They were even more powerful than the Wildings, and deadlier than the Reapers. They stayed faraway, in the hills and caves, living in isolation. They only emerged when it was absolutely necessary. If they suspected that Gwendolyn had the slightest connection to a dark, unknown power source, they would kill her.

"And I believe I have already told you this story during your earlier days with us." "Not that one." Sethlzaar shifted where he sat, adjusting so that he drew nearer to her. "I mean if a person is addressed as the Immortal Aegis." Helva thought a moment. "And when was this?" "A while before I came to you people." "Well," she mused, "there is a prophecy that has survived the millennia. One of a child born to the night. Every god has a vessel born to them in every generation, be it a gift to them of Ayla or a gift from mankind, no one knows. However, there stands a god whose vessel is neither born in every generation, nor a gift from any. It is said that his vessel is a curse on Ayla and man.

“They fought him together. Valerius with fang and claw, blade and fury. And the Primarch, with everything magic had ever taught us. Their battle lasted days.” “And they won.” A breath leaves me in a rush. Relief surges in my chest—until Eleanor’s face hardens. “Or so they thought.” I go still. “They brought him down. His body torn. His power quiet. But then…” She shakes her head slowly. “He got back up.” A chill rips through my spine. “He was immortal. Not just long-lived—truly immortal. They would kill him—only for his body to reform, stronger, whole again. Valerius and the Primarch were powerful, but mortal. They could bleed. They could tire. He could not.”