Immortal Invincible Comics Novels & Stories

The Invincible Guardian's eyes flashed with fierce light, a terrifying aura of Infinity Asura erupted, a world of light sparkles on its back, a light of Ten Thousand Realms passed through the spear frame, towards the black sky haunting the world sweeps by. Countless dark spell seals and chains collapsed in front of the light of the ten thousand worlds, and the entire dark world collapsed in an instant. A corpse spear tore through the void, one hit hitting The Invincible Guardian on the body. The Invincible Guardian's body was suddenly pierced directly, and countless corpse auras filled his body. The Invincible Guardian slightly let out a thunderous roar. "Ethereal Warbringer!" The Invincible

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

If he had known this would be the case, he would have killed Aldrich back then. "So you already know the secret behind immortality?" Looking at Jason, Dennis asked. "Yes." Jason nodded gently. "I've always wanted to push you out of the game, but I didn't expect this to happen." Dennis smiled bitterly. Once Jason entered the game, he would be invincible. No one in the world could do anything to this man unless everyone joined forces. "A dying man. You talk too much nonsense." Jason sneered. In the past, he had been looking forward to these people, but now he hated them from the bottom of his heart. In this case, what was the point of keeping such a person alive?

I knew lots of immortals had served in wars. There have always been a few humans who knew about us and were willing to make use of our special abilities. Most immortals were given special assignments rather than serving in the trenches since they couldn't afford to have humans see them regenerate if they were wounded. I was absolutely sure some of those "special assignments" had been pretty horrible. I picked up his hand and kissed it then changed the subject. "Your niece I met - she was actually your brother's granddaughter, wasn't she?"

"Lancaster is protected by Alice." I hunted Alice nearly a hundred years ago. And that moment was my closest moment to death. Unlike humans, Volder is an immortal being. But immortal doesn't mean it's impossible to die. If we were to compare it to the Valkyries, our race is even more likely to die than theirs. I don't know how Luke Lancaster got Alice's protection. Of course it wouldn't stop me if Lancaster found out where Lana was.

Immortal Cravings Part 1-Temptation If there was ever a time to be worried about my safety, it was now. This very moment. Sneaking through the factories. Hunting creatures which shouldn’t exist. Persona Sanguinis. Person of the Blood. Vampires. Well, one kind specificlly. Sanguinis Perfide. Traitor of the blood. Somewhere on this dock, in this seething scent of fish, rubbish and motor oil, was a rogue vampire. A rogue which my boss wanted dead.

Victor, half his body stained with blood, changed to a new magazine and fired wildly, “All I know is… debts must be repaid! It’s a matter of course!” “Bang!” A sniper bullet struck Victor’s shoulder, he swayed violently and fell behind a container. “Boss!” “Hold on!” Victor roared through gritted teeth. Just as “Old Scar’s” mercenaries were about to rush onto the gangway, a wolf howl came from the entrance of the dock. “Roar—!” Jack, carrying Catherine, appeared in the center of the battlefield as if by teleportation. “It’s…it’s Jack Sterling!” “He’s here! Immortality has arrived!” The mercenaries’ eyes instantly turned bloodshot. They turned their guns and opened fire on Jack.

"Does this fool know that I have no limit to finances?" He turned his head and stared at Damont who felt a cold hand squeeze his heart. He trembled slightly and couldn't stare him down so he lowered his eyes. Frost made a 70 million bid and Damont again raised it to 80 million. He was determined to gift Vinca the vase she had desired to get. His small mind was overworking. Vinca had lost her memory so she didn't remember him. Moreover, the kidnapping incident involving him and what followed after was completely wiped off her memory.

I asked, voice barely above a whisper. The warrior paused, collecting his thoughts as if weighing whether or not to speak. “Varyn is no mere warlord, girl. He’s cursed—immortal, bound by a dark magic that not even death can break. He is reborn every time he falls, each resurrection making him stronger. That’s why you’ve never been able to defeat him. Each time he dies, he’s reborn with more power, more cruelty.” The room went deathly quiet. Lucien’s grip on the table tightened, his knuckles turning white. His voice was strained as he spoke. “That’s impossible. No one is truly immortal. Not even Varyn.”