Immortal God Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

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. *******

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

I was horrified after hearing her say, "Ayla! It's not our mother's fault!" "Adler, lead them to their father," our mother ordered while rubbing her forehead in anxiety. The door to the throne opened, so I dashed inside, crying while remembering the last memory I had when I was still Arie. I landed in front of the throne, where the core of a god that was barely living was placed, covered in shadows, and restricted by darkness. The other gods and goddesses were surrounding it, trying to sustain the life of the core. Immortals vanish if they die, but they can turn into a core to preserve their lives in desperate times. They can regain their strength in time if the core is not broken, and as lo

In just an instant, all life within the sea was extinguished. The Ancestora had attained the power of a true immortal upon escaping his confinement, despite only ascending just moments ago. True immortals, beings of pure solar energy that were born from the void, could peer into the river of time and use the rules of heaven and earth to fortify themselves. Even a mere drop of their blood could remain undestroyed for epochs. Their slightest emotions could cause the heavens and earth to shift hues and induce a myriad of visions.

He liked the name 'Moriah', so he decided to wipe his real name off for ever. "You will not win against me, Hadassah," he shook his head. "I have risen again, you are nothing compared to my power. My existence was prophesied and also," he waved his hand at the dead bodies and blood. "These lives were also prophesied, they were meant to be dead," he grimaced like a beast. "There is nothing which can stop me, because I AM THE LORD OF LIFE! I am immortal and I CAN NOT BE KILLED!"

My Uncle Tristan says as he narrows his eyes, while he lets go of my Aunt Lyra moving to the edge of the circle just like my Uncle Bishop’s wolf, who was just waiting for his chance to get inside it and rip Tyler to pieces. “Well dear brother, I’m an immortal just like yourself, and not even death can hold me forever.” Tyler tells him with a smirk on his face, as my Uncle Bishop’s wolf leaves out a growl, knowing that he holds the power within him to eliminate a God, thinking he could easily do the same to an immortal.

“Well, you claim to be a God.” “It’s not a claim, it’s a fact,” I correct her. She rolls her stunning eyes at me, “Fine, you’re a God, but you mentioned another God, so how many Gods are there?” “Living?” I clarify. Her eyes open so wide they look ready to explode from the sockets, “Gods can die?!” she exclaims. “We are living beings just as you are. Though we are blessed with immortality, it does not mean we are unkillable, so yes, Gods can die,” I answer matter-of-factly.

But in the end, they had been schemed against and abandoned. However, although the Earth was defeated, its people would rather die than surrender. When they died, they still stood up straight. "You're trying to sow discord. You will only die faster," the Son of God said in a ferocious voice. Five-colored Immortal Master took a step forward and stepped on the void, making it tremble. She said in a deep voice, "Son of God, I want to know how much stronger you are than the ancient times." "It's enough to kill you." The Son of God stepped forward and said.

’’ Before I could reply, he said ‘’ I see you’ve met THEM,’’ he stated, his voice turning into a whisper ‘’What?’’ ‘’You know, the immortals’’ he tilited, confused ‘’ The immortals?’’ ‘’ I’m guessing that you haven’t heard about them?’’ ‘’No’’ ‘’Well, you should stay away from them, unless you are one of those crazy about them’’ He said, rolling his eyes ''They might be rulers of their kingdoms, but I wouldn’t get involved with them; they are cursed,‘’ he whisphered