Immortal Hero Novels & Stories

illummino said, "So that means?", "You are immortal jason" he said, "Immortal?" jason echoed in shock, "Yes, it means-" "I know what it means" he grumbled as illumino grinned, "So what next?" jason asked, Illummino opened his palm as a golden blade materialised in his hand. It shone brightly and hummed with power, but it seemed to call to jason, "Do you feel it jason?, its power drawing you closer?" Illummino asked,

She will be my mate. The Council looked shocked at his words, but no one dared oppose him, power oozed from him. He had waited all his life to challenge and take this Crown, now he was King, the Immortal World was going to do things his way. The Immortal Army was vast, they stretched as far as the eye could see. Immortals of every species stood together before the mighty Dragon King. Standing tall he roared the Viking battle cry breathing fire into the sky, ‘Soldiers of the Immortals. It is better to die with honour than live with shame. To Valhalla this day we ride!’

These beasts never attacked immortals I guess, they tried to attack them since they see the immortals as a threat in Eleftheria. If I'm thinking correctly, this is the first line of defense. The magical beasts and monsters here are protecting something...something that immortals need. The relic! Now I understand better. We are on the right track, the closer they will get, the harder it will be. I took my eyes off that and looked ahead. I bent down suddenly because of the branches that almost hit my face. Sushi is doing very dangerous things, but I can understand why he avoids dead bodies on the chin. He's a beast as well and he's not comfortable with it. That's just human, it's uncomfortable

she doesn't give him a chance to say anything before she stabs him. Beauden looks down at the knife in his chest. "Me being immortal also makes me immune to silver. I like that." He wraps his arms around her. She lay her head on his chest Being immortal doesn't stop you from getting infected from the mega box. So hands off." "I got it. Don't touch or go anywhere close to that box." He kisses the top of her head. Outside Zeus, the Gods and Goddesses haven't taken their eyes off Einar and the door. The door opens and Einar steps aside looking at Wisdom and Beauden come out.

“They fought him together. Valerius with fang and claw, blade and fury. And the Primarch, with everything magic had ever taught us. Their battle lasted days.” “And they won.” A breath leaves me in a rush. Relief surges in my chest—until Eleanor’s face hardens. “Or so they thought.” I go still. “They brought him down. His body torn. His power quiet. But then…” She shakes her head slowly. “He got back up.” A chill rips through my spine. “He was immortal. Not just long-lived—truly immortal. They would kill him—only for his body to reform, stronger, whole again. Valerius and the Primarch were powerful, but mortal. They could bleed. They could tire. He could not.”

"Simple, to create other beings and the first thing he created were the six gods. Ashton, the gods of dragons also known as king of fire. Asmodeus god of the demons and the king of hell, Zachary god of sorcerers. Rosalyn goddess of the vampires and known as the blood queen, and Iris goddess of the fairies. Last of course is Kamaria aka the moon goddess and my mother." Simion and I sat still for awhile processing on what she just told us. I reach over to his hand to hold it to reassure not just him but myself as well. As I touch Simion hand his first reaction was to flinch but calmed down fast when he looked at me. He held my hand tightly. "I'm sorry Skylar but if Kamaria is your mother, then

Their kings and queens are the most powerful immortals in all of Wysteria. They are called immortals because they do not die and do not age like normal people. They can be killed at will and murdered. There is no old man to be found in Wysteria. Most of the citizens of each kingdom also live richly, but there are places in each kingdom where simple citizens live, and simple life is enough for them.

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.

It happened so fast it barely felt like the same person who'd been grinning two seconds earlier. "Guardians are a lot of things to a lot of people," he said, and the air around us seemed to thicken with the words. "To some, you're a power source. To others, a protector. And to a few—" the pause stretched, deliberate, "—you could be considered something closer to a god." His voice darkened on the last word. "You're unclaimed. Untethered. A living battery with no one guarding the outlet. If something like that gets its hands on you—" he paused again, gaze gone serious, "—it'll drain every last drop you have. Right up until there's nothing left to drain."

He froze, realising what he just did and waiting for his heart to stop or some other consequence. Their eyes met and hers widened with shock. She tried to rip her arm from his but he gripped it hard and slowly peeled up her sleeve, revealing her pale skin underneath. "Don't." She whispered, her entire body shuddering but he did. He touched her bare hand and she searched his face, desperately looking for signs of his death. "There are only five hallowed weapons that can kill a true immortal, Nehemey. You can never kill me with your touch." He told her.