Immortal Me And Eldritch Wife Novels & Stories

I moved to him, wrapping my arms around his waist and resting my cheek against his back as he faced away from me. “Morpheus, I have not said that I do not want to be your wife” I felt him breathe out as if relieved. “I honestly don’t know what I want.” “I understand. If you marry me you will lose part of your mortal realm which you love so much. You’ll become immortal and you will bear children into the dreamscape. You’ll have a lot of sacrifices to make and you’ll carry a lot of burdens.” I hadn’t even thought of those things, but as soon as he said them I felt my heart skip a few beats, freezing me in shock. He unwrapped my arms from around him before turning to face me and embracing me, w

Seraphine whispered, her voice trembling against the roar of chaos. The immortal’s gaze was steady, unshakable. “Then we will surpass it. Together.” He released a pulse of energy, silver and gold threads weaving outward, striking the monstrous armies with precision born from their shared bond. Seraphine matched it, her hands glowing, shaping the chaotic magic into protective shields and offensive arcs of light. Every movement they made was synchronized, every strike an echo of their trust, their love. The First Immortal hovered above, his immense form radiating power that could collapse entire dimensions. “You think your love can stop me?” he roared, unleashing a torrent of energy that bent

“I’m not who you think I am.” “You are,” he said, stepping closer. “You are Queen Seraphine Elara Vellaria Landon Vaelthorne.The Nexus of Lycan Carl and Vampire-Witch Maika. My wife. The one who stopped the Council from awakening Lucifer.” “Lucifer…” she echoed, her face pale. “The name keeps appearing in my dreams.” He was beside her now, but didn’t touch her. He knelt instead, his head bowed. “I swore I would protect you. Even from yourself.”

Then he slid the pink pearl back. “The precedent’s already been set. Noble sacrifice earns Immortality. Reel will testify to that.” Angel looked at her brother, who held his wife’s hand to his lips. Reel had earned Immortality for sav¬ing Erica’s life, then declined it to spend the rest of his with her.

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding against my chest. No matter how hard I thought, no solution came to my head, we were surrounded. “Go get him” he gave his order. “Over my dead body” Old, who had snapped out of her shock, shouted, planting herself in between us. “You…What have you done to my husband? You are supposed to be dead, not fighting for the queen.” "I did die," Aldrich said, moving closer. His soldiers parted to let him through. "The man you married died. What I am now... this is what the queen made me."

He turned back around to look at me with a confused look on his face. "I want to meet your wife first. We are immortals, we don't need to rest. let's go and meet her." I said and he smiled widely. He nodded his head and gestured to me to follow him. I did as I was told. EVANGELINE'S POV:-

A burst of soft but pained laughter escaped his mouth as memories flooded his head. “Mathew, this is Lucretia. She will be my wife soon. After your mother died, I never knew I’d be happy once again. I hope you understand how I feel.” Bernardo Solic, the black werewolf alpha and the first ruler of the beast tribe, patted his son’s head as he introduced him to the woman who healed his wounded heart. Lucretia smiled sweetly. Her eyes were twinkling like the stars. She bent down to level her face with the boy. “Hello,” she greeted, her blonde hair hanging above her shoulder smelled so sweet like blossoms in the wild.

He increased his pace and soon he spilled his seeds all over her sex, her stomach and her breasts, joining Meryl as she got her orgasm. All the tension that had accumulated in their bodies, washed away with it. Brishor wiped the bodies of his mate before he lay beside them. This was like heaven. And he had to take her to Galdere before he lost control of his beast. He was well aware that Chezzal wanted to claim her too, his need higher than his because she was now his legal wife. Containing their dragons wasn’t easy. Brishor wrapped his arms around Meryl and pulled her closer to his warm body. “I want you to come to Galdere with us as soon as possible, Meryl.” She couldn’t agree more. But sh

She annihilated dozens of males whom she thought deserved such punishment. Damian's father, Damascus, who Matilda thought of as only a human, was her recent husband who she accidentally killed with her ability. After such an incident, Damascus faked his death and left the village, leaving his wealth and his castle in the moor, to whom he had sworn to serve. "...But your father was sick and exhausted of immortal life, so he went here in Daisy Valley and married my sister," Elfar added and took a pot of tea and offered some of his herbal tea to Damian as he continued his tale.

The hardening between his legs, the way his fangs elongated just from her scent, alerted him to just how inviting she was to him. She felt it to. The heavy scent of her arousal wafted towards him, pungent yet sweet. Ripples of desire washed over her flesh, cheeks flushing. Yet, she denied it. Of course she would. They had only just met. Being immortal, Malik had learned long ago that life was fleeting. It was best to simply take what you wanted, when you wanted it. But with Annabelle, Malik found himself unable to take what he desired from her. He ached to hear words of acceptance fall from her tongue. Until that moment, he would do nothing to break her.