Immortal Desires Book 2 Choices Novels & Stories

"This choice is permanent. Irreversible. They'll forget you every night. Remember nothing every morning. You'll start over daily. Forever. Until you die naturally. Are you certain this is what you want?" "No." I admit. "I'm not certain. I hate this. I choose it anyway. Because the alternatives are worse. Because I refuse to die now. Refuse to forget them myself. Refuse to become the Absolute. This. This torture. This daily heartbreak. This endless starting over. It's the only way. So I choose it. Make it happen. Send me back. Make them forget. Give me immunity. Let me suffer. Let me win. Let me be Aurora. Loving unloved. Knowing unknown. Choosing unchosen. Forever."

I lifted my hand slightly, calming him even as my own heart thundered. “You’re asking me to choose,” I said slowly. “Yes.” Mary’s voice softened. “They want to see which desire you value enough to anchor reality to.” “And the others?” I asked. “They will not be erased,” the second said. “But they will be… released.” The word felt hollow. I turned away from Elliot, forcing myself to breathe. All this time, desire had been danger because it was uncontrolled. Forbidden because it disrupted order. Now they wanted to use it.

Faces of loved ones, enemies, strangers, memories, regrets, and desires merged into a living tapestry beneath their feet. “It’s showing everything,” Ava whispered. “Every choice. Every regret. Every desire.” Jace stepped behind her, pressing her back against him, chest to back, breath mingling, heat radiating. “Then we face it,” he said. “Every uncomfortable truth. Every temptation. Every shadow.” Ava closed her eyes. Desire pulsed through her, forbidden and dangerous, amplified by the darkness. She wanted to give in—to lean into the intimacy, to feel him fully—but she stayed rooted, trembling, choosing restraint over instinct.

“Are you ready to carry not just the fire, but me?” The vision shifted again, showing me Damian kneeling in the flames, his body weakened but his eyes locked on mine. “Choose me, Selena,” he whispered, voice breaking. Then, in the same instant, the flames twisted his face into Alpha Kayden’s, his hand extended with a promise of dominance instead of love. My pulse pounded as I stumbled back, the fire forcing me to confront every choice, every bond, every possibility that could define who I became.

Finally, he meets a virgin as young as he wants so how can he resist when the girl is naive, innocent with no experience but desires the same? Sania had a perfect body shape like he always wished for and desired in his lifetime. Sania is a slim, curvy girl with bigger boobs and an ass with the right amount of flesh in the right place. Now, he is sure he is going to make her stay for months with him till he is satisfied. Seeing how aroused Vikas is, it is impossible to say he would let her go any time soon from his life. He peppered kisses on her jaw, face, and neck as well as cleavage openings. She moans, "Ah! Ah...! Sir, please. I need to use the washroom." He looks up in her eyes as he smi

She wanted to believe him, wanted to trust in the warmth of his touch, but the oppressive darkness around them spoke of danger she couldn’t ignore. "If you stay," she murmured, her voice barely audible, "you’ll lose your immortality. Do you understand what you’re giving up?" Lucian’s jaw tightened, his expression fierce and unyielding. "I don’t care," he said, his voice steady, defiant. "Eternity means nothing without you. If I have to face the consequences, so be it." Before she could respond, the shadows around them thickened, shifting with a sinister purpose. A gust of icy wind swept through the cavern, carrying with it a voice low and commanding.

I wanted to refuse my inner desires, yet I was frail under his hand, anticipating what he would do next as I gazed back at him. Sin leaned forward further, running the tip of his nose along the line of my jaw and breathing against my ear, "Tell me, amore. How badly did you want me to touch you again for you to want to read a book such as this?" My eyes involuntarily closed, eager to feel the delicious sensation. I should be pushing him away, but I could only let out an audible breath, betraying my resolve. My heart raced, ramming against my ribcage. A hot flush crept across my cheeks, and, despite wanting so badly to lean into him, I pushed him off of me.

Anger simmered within her for his audacity in questioning why he should care about her marital choices. "Because I wanted to," she finally uttered, drawing closer to reclaim her kitty from his shoulder. His warm breath caressed her face, and the essence of his manly cologne ignited butterflies in her stomach. Clutching her kitty close, she met Darian's intense gaze and her breaths grew heavier. The desire to embrace him, to feel the warmth of his arms, pulsed through her, but the impossibility of it all held her back. Controlling her emotions she averted her gaze and gracefully stepped away,

It was glistening with beads of Agatha’s sweat, and on impulse, he brought a fingertip to his lips and licked it. The salty taste bloomed inside his mouth. He licked the rest of his fingers slowly, from the base of his hand to the very end of his fingertips. ‘So, what do I want?’ It was the same question that he had already asked himself. Lanceil’s gaze grew heavy. There was only one thought, that flashed like gold. “…I want her.” ‘How do I want her?’ His gaze meandered back to Lanceil, then he murmured— “I want to devour her.”

Elena needs to be born in a place of mortals, away from immortals, away from Wysteria. "Forgive me your majesty for what I'm going to do, but even if you're destined for her, you can't protect her from something that wants to kill Elena," Sicario whispered words he wanted to convey to the king of Valeria. His oration also began. The surroundings are lighting up and his power will start to come out. He performs one of the forbidden rituals, turning an immortal temporarily mortal. It can remove the smell of an immortal while living as a mortal on the surface world. He will stay away from the demons who are chasing the immortals who have no opponents.