Immortal Beauty นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Then came the sound of heels clicking against the floor. Looking up toward the staircase, everyone saw a woman in a striking red body hug gown descending. Emily Havard was beautiful, no doubt about it. She moved with confidence, a practiced catwalk that turned heads. But she wasn’t Alexander’s type. Even he didn’t fully know what his type was. He felt nothing as she approached the table. She reminded him of all the women from his past, manipulative, wearing fake smiles, proud, and easy to see through. Yet something else entirely caught Alexander’s sharp attention.

Blade shrugged but that wasn't his business at the moment. Mr. Williams annoyed by his words, raised his stick and hit Blade on the head, "What's even strange is how a human who got the immortal punishment seduced s fairy and made her do unimaginable things. Maybe I should have just made your face ugly as your punishment then" Mr. Williams glared at Blade who shrugged.

“Get up, let’s see how you look.” Lisa stood and headed toward the full-length mirror set on the wall next to her closet. A tall young woman stared back at her dressed in a perfectly tailored grey blazer, a frill collared white blouse, matching slacks, and two-inch black heels. The girl in the mirror had flawless porcelain skin, shoulder-length midnight black hair, and large crowlike wings curled in behind her. Stormy grey eyes, a button nose, and a cupid’s bow of a mouth were set in a heart-shaped face adding up to an ethereally beautiful face. She looked classy in the formal clothes, a striking image of a woman born to wield power over others.

As her hips were driven deep into the mattress with each plunge inside her, Mory’s eyes fluttered closed and silent gasps fell from her lips until she finally cried out his name. While she shuddered underneath him, the Immortal sunk into Mory’s neck and claimed his mate. “Mine!”

Herculia asked. “Who is the next Immortal on our list?” Nicole asked. “Let's see, we’re supposed to find Avia Ignius, the Immortal of Phoenix Magic; Episteme Psyches, the Immortal of knowledge; and Edith Anima, the Immortal of life and light. The moon goddess said these Immortals are easy to find, and we don't really need to do anything. We could just give Daniela a phone call and wait for the other two to cross paths with us,” Mary replied.

Even though the world was vast, she still chose to stay in this place that she was most familiar with. "Little guy, what brings you here?" In the ruins that had not changed for a hundred years, a woman in white slowly walked out. She was an extremely beautiful woman. All the words that could be used to describe a beautiful woman in the world were not enough to describe her in detail. Her extraordinary temperament made people first associate her with the word "immortal". She was one of the Immortal Period's Eight True Immortals, Bright Moon Immortal. Even though Ding Hao was now the imperator of this continent, Bright Moon Immortal still called him "little guy". If others heard this, they wou

They would have a chance to reform themselves completely and change their facial appearance after their cultivation reached Immortalization. After overcoming the Lightning Tribulation of the Immortalization, they could adjust their facial features in the golden light of the Lightning Tribulation... Hence, that was also why there were no ugly people among the immortal women. There were no ugly immortal women as they had become beauties... unless someone revered ugliness. Tiffany laughed heartily. “Looks like some of you here still remember me! Not bad! Not bad!” “Tiffany Wallace, what the heck are you trying to do?” asked someone.

Perhaps Mother Selene preferred to meet her creation dressed strangely, rather than naked, as I had died. I was lying on a bed. A bed wrecked by an unending supply of blood from the puncture in my side. When I looked down and gingerly peeled the t-shirt up, my brows knitted with perplexity. Perhaps your wounds and imperfections vanish in death. It's not unexpected, given that Mother Selene was supposed to be the most beautiful Goddess in the sky, and She adored humans. The last thing She wants is for Her creation to arrive beaten and bruised.

“You’re safe. You’re here with me. I swear by all that’s holy, I’ll never let something happen to you.” He caressed her face. Huddled against him she was bathed in moonlight from the window slit. Her silvery hair was a halo falling over her shoulders as she peered up at him. “It seems I wasn’t the only one haunted by nightmares tonight?” “No.” “What was this one?” He sighed. Leaning up. “You know, I suppose it’s easy for one who is not, to envision immortality as something beautiful. A state of eternal agelessness which they think will be filled with endless moments of ecstasy, greatness and enlightenment.”

I thought he was obsessed with her that was why he tried to mark her forcibly. "You don't know", Vienna said. "But Fiama has a boon that's only helpful to her mate, not to her" I couldn't understand what they were saying. "What?", I exclaimed. "You're immortal now, Jay", Vienna's words almost forced my jaw to drop in distrust. Immortal? How could I be immortal? "Immortal? How?", I exclaimed. "The one who would mark Fiama the very first time would be immortal. That was her boon. And also, only she could kill that person. Now, at this moment, there's no one who exists on this earth who can kill you, Jay. But she can"