Immortal Ice Empress Novels & Stories

Blue flames engulfed the entire throne, and just as I was about to question Balthazar about his impeccably bad timing for making some ridiculous grand entrance, a remark died on my tongue as the fire vanished, revealing an extremely pissed-off Imelda instead. I had never seen this side of her before, the side of the Queen of the Underworld. Her expression was cold and filled with the promise of death as her eyes locked onto Sorin. And the Empress's skin actually paled as Imelda pointed her finger at her. I looked over at Balthazar, who was staring at his mate with such pride and adoration. The idiot was actually enjoying this. "You," Imelda said, not bothering to move from Sorin's throne as

he intoned reverently. The Green Emperor waved his hand and said, "You may dispense with these formalities. I am but a shadow of my former self now—a remnant of my soul, if you may." Severin's expression contorted in shock as his eyes widened and his scalp prickled with disbelief. "A... A remnant soul?" he stammered incredulously. For the once-majestic Green Emperor—an individual revered as the pinnacle of immortality—to exist only as a faint echo of his former glory seemed to hint at the cruel truth of the immortal world.

He falls to the floor as his eyes return to crystal blue. Ida drops the knife on the floor and cradles her husband. "You have to get rid of that wolf. All of the imperial wolves will fall if you do not get rid of that white wolf. She is bringing all the spirits back from the realm, and she will possess us all," Ida says.

By the time she rose, the clinking of the bullets dropped from all over her body down to the floor filled the silence of the hall. The prince and princess were stunned upon seeing her face. Although they have suspected the woman they met in the forest to be Lady Amara, they were still amazed that they are now facing her. "I was right, she is Lady Amara, the last immortal," the prince told Melissa through the mind link. "Of course you are, you never got wrong in your guess." Melissa scoffed. She's happy to see the person they're looking for, for many years. At last, they are now close to their mission.

Her mask, which had been precariously perched on her face, slipped off and fell to the floor. A seasoned journalist named Alex, had been covering the Manchester family's social circle for years. He had seen countless photos of Liliana Anderson, the elusive "Ice Queen," but never thought he'd cross paths with her in person. Yet, as he scanned the room, his eyes landed on a familiar face - or rather, a familiar profile. The sharp jawline, the piercing eyes, and the distinctive nose were all unmistakable.

This information came as a surprise to me. “She isn’t?” He shakes his head negatively. “Then who?” “Are you that clueless?” Francis waves his hand over me as we near the tall glass windows. I watch our reflection, noticing a beautiful Victorian leaf diamond tiara sitting on my head. “The man gave you, not her, his dragon essence, the only thing that makes him immortal.” He spins me away before I can ask him to explain his words.

asked the demon who addressed the woman as “Empress.” “It doesn’t disrupt them too much, but I’m intrigued by that young demon. If possible, I’d like to test just how strong he is in bed!” the woman replied, her voice brimming with curiosity and lust. Hearing the words from the woman called the empress, all the high-ranking demons immediately looked at one another. The demon empress was both the lawful and first wife of the demon god, with whom she had one son—and that first son was the male demon sitting in the chair beside the empress. They knew the empress well; ever since the demon god had passed away, the empress had never shown any interest in other demons. What made the empress most f

The beast will bow before him, and so do the immortals. "May the greatness be with us?" Elijah responded and we were all dumbfounded. I did not know it was the king of Valeria who entered my domain. Regrettably, we met most unpleasantly. I can't believe the Basilisk is apologizing. It's a far cry from the Basilisk I've seen that doesn't seem to care and attacks everything. I feel like Elijah is lifting me so much, I'm shrinking. I am only human, he is immortal. Not just any immortal, but a powerful one.

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.

Even though the world was vast, she still chose to stay in this place that she was most familiar with. "Little guy, what brings you here?" In the ruins that had not changed for a hundred years, a woman in white slowly walked out. She was an extremely beautiful woman. All the words that could be used to describe a beautiful woman in the world were not enough to describe her in detail. Her extraordinary temperament made people first associate her with the word "immortal". She was one of the Immortal Period's Eight True Immortals, Bright Moon Immortal. Even though Ding Hao was now the imperator of this continent, Bright Moon Immortal still called him "little guy". If others heard this, they wou