Immortal Book 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

"But everything changed, there's one kingdom who seized them out of greediness." "What do you mean seized?" I asked her. "They got rid of them on the land," the village healer's eyes grew mad. "King Hydrae ordered Thud to slaughter every immortal. He ordered that no one should live---," I cut her words. "Do immortals die?" "Of course, they do through decapitation. That's what the Aquans did," she narrated. "They were strong you said. How were they decapitated?" It confused me.

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."

Izfar "Phew..." Izfar sighed. He closed the world's history book that he's been reading since a few days ago and caned his chin on the windowsill. He crossed his legs. "How romantic..." He was talking about the tale of the child of the night and how they met all their Sol before they died. 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.

According to my father, these books were a gift from the Supreme Being to his grandchildren. In the pavilion of the Evermore temple, there is a gigantic and magical library, called "The Library of Destiny". That library contains thousands of books. These books are known as "Books of Destiny", since each Immortal that is born, a book lights up and omnisciently connects itself to this child's life thread. We study the reality of our destiny book since we're kids, we study about every single thing. The world, the races, the cultures, the kingdoms, the history of each place, the geography, and the science.

The risk of killing a path out of thousands of zombies was naturally great. "The immortal spirit is the platform, and the flesh and blood are the ranks. They just fell on their own way." Flame Gordon knew Caspian's mood, so he came over to comfort him. "There is no other way." Emmett Breathnach also said at this moment, "In the future, if we have the chance to break through the peak of the Amethyst Palace Realmand ascend to the Immortal Body position, a closed-door meditation will take a hundred years.

Jeremy being quiet all through stepped forward and said, "I have. I've learnt about it." Now all attention was transferred from Alisa to him, so he went on, "During my search for my mother's death I came across I think this, in a book. It explained of a real immortal first noticed I think a thousand or two years ago. No weapon has been discovered to kill a real immortal." "Great, that means I can go and kill that bitch right away," William said. "Not just yet Willie," Alisa held his hand. "Stygian is ancient, smarter and the most powerful of all witches. And if she knows you're alive she'll find a way to put you down, us along."

“The Reflection Game is a legacy, Anna. Our family has been its keeper for centuries. It was entrusted to us by the last of the Seven Immortals.” Anna’s eyes widened. “The Immortals? They’re real?” “They were,” Evelyn said. “Long ago, they ruled a realm beyond this world. They created the game as a way to test humanity’s worthiness to wield great power. But as the centuries passed, it became a weapon in the wrong hands.” Anna frowned. “How did our family get involved?” “One of our ancestors was chosen to guard the game,” Evelyn explained. “She was the only mortal the Immortals trusted. Since then, the book has been passed down through our bloodline. But I never wanted you to be involved. I n

“My twelve guardians and holder of the Gods and Goddess. Me who is their pledge Maiden and the blessed daughter of the heavens. We will not get old, even if the years will pass by. Our age will stop at eighteen for our line is immortal, so that we can protect this world.” “Immortal.” She whispers as she gives it a deeper thought, together as she remembers the Maiden’s words that with trust and her the Maiden considers as her sister. Where the very first mortal ever knew the things outside the boundary of normal and the fact that she betrays her and turns her back to everything because of the sins that she let herself consume her. She holds the book that in detail written and describes the th

“It must be her. There is no one else.” Even if I am the target of her vengeance. I closed my eyes, remembering the rage in her eyes after I dragged her from Casimir’s quarters, the fire that consumed my wing, her utter indifference to my injuries. She knew. She had pieced together my immortality and traced it back to the witch purge three centuries ago. “By the time she is strong enough to perform the ritual, she won’t just break the curse, she’ll have your blood spilled across the walls of this manor,” Andreus hissed, his eyes blazing. “I will not stand by and watch it happen again!”