Immortal Desires Novels & Stories

In her eyes flickered a strange blend of demonic fire and feminine desire. “But we’re here. I’m alive. And so are you.” Her hand drifted to the buttons of Jake’s shirt. “And right now, I don’t want to talk about the past. I don’t want strategies or hybrids. I just want to feel you, Jake. The way you promised me in the forest.”

She didn’t care much for mortal affairs beyond what her job required her to know. Lisa circled over the building and landed gently on the roof. She wasn’t worried about anyone seeing her; mortals couldn’t see reapers unless the reaper wanted to be seen. There was a glass dome in the center of the roof, made from green, transparent glass. One side of the dome had a giant hole in it, as though something heavy had been thrown through it. Lisa approached the hole and jumped in, tucking her wings to avoid the jagged edges.

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.

But she wondered, “What is it to be an immortal? And what will I become after I am immortal?” “It is like every emotion you feel right now multiplied a hundred times over,” he replied. “I don’t know what you would become, but whatever you would, we are ready for it.” Her lips curled up as excitement ran through her. What would it be to be an immortal? “Do you know why Alex wanted to marry you?” Chezzal said. She turned her face to him as her back pressed against Brishor’s body. He continued to draw circles over her stomach, feeling relaxed. He inhaled her scent and his eyelids closed. Her scent was intoxicating.

Pleasure became the universal language. From the ashes of old terror rose an eternal, ever-expanding inferno of love and desire. Vespera looked at us with shining eyes as we lay spent and glowing. “Will it ever end?” I smiled, pulling her closer into the tangle of warm bodies. “No. It only grows hotter. Deeper. More complete.” This was our eternity passionate, filthy, sacred, and infinite. The flames of remembrance burned on.

The leader stepped forward again, "Power. If you know the story...we are cursed men, Alpha Xander. We need to gain power in order to break our curse of immortality." "Most men would kill to possess the power of immortality." The leader looked dazed slightly. His eyes glazed over as if he were reliving a memory of some kind, "There are many different types of immortality, Alpha Xander. Our immortality comes with rules. The witch has made it near impossible to find our true mates, we cannot bear offspring, we cannot help but have this urge to be evil. We are immortally damned. We gain territory because it is power...if we get enough...we can break our a curse and we will be at peace. If that m

with that I punched him hard on his chest with all of my energy and power that he bumped on the tree some few meters away. "You love darkness. You are dark and so are your thoughts and intentions. No wonder you would turn into something horrible. I should have killed you. I should have closed your chapter long ago. I could have been able to save so many lives if I had been able to do something to you, including that of Margaret. You used all of them for all of your selfish needs and then threw them as the trashes around. I could have saved Royal queen mother, Briada, and even Ezio if I had killed you on time," I strode slowly towards him. "You don't deserve to be immortal. Why do you even fo

With a dangerous smile on her lips, she answered: “To the Vacil Empire.” The man and woman together with the baby headed to their destination. As they drew closer to the borders of the empire, thunders clapped as lightning flashed, giving them a warm welcome. _ To Be Continued _ Authors’ Note: Thank you for reading Immortal Desire until the end. I hope you enjoyed it. Ps. This is my very first book so please excuse any errors you've noticed. I'm working on improving my writing. Announcement: The story continues! If you want to know what happened next… kindly wait for the upcoming fantasy series- The Fangs And Witches! New generation characters, new tales, new love~

"You're so sure when they're not your mate but you don't know how to identify the one?" "Some with the experience say there is instant attraction" the alpha wolf answered. "Others say that you would not be able to let her go." "How are you sure that's not Charlene Hayford?" Calvin asked seriously. "I've been thinking about her a lot lately and trust me, this is not my primal desires talking." "You feel the attraction, I don't." "What's the difference?" Calvin asked. "You were already in my head the first day I saw her." "You're right, that's your primal desires talking" the wolf responded. "This person in question, male or female would arouse and be an object of your feral Desires. My desire

“Ah yes, what I wanted. I heard your little conversation with Isimud. Men, you’re all so alike, always telling a woman what she wants, without actually listening to her. That’s what made it so easy to play you off against each other.” “What do you mean?” “Oh dear, the penny still hasn’t dropped, has it? How easily I played you and Isimud. Both thinking you knew what was good for me and what I wanted. I did want to be free of the endless suffering, just as you said, but I didn’t want to be rescued by some knight in armour. And I do want immortality, but not the type Isimud was offering. Who wants to endure so much suffering they get purified? What I really wanted was what Isimud had. I wanted