Immortal Pines Novels & Stories

The second thing I noticed was the smell. Iron. Smoke. And… sweetness, that I couldn’t just place, more like rotting fruit. And the third thing? We weren’t alone. Figures moved in the distance, silhouettes against the skyline. The very tall towers pierced the fog, and black stone bridges stretched between them and intertwined. A dark river cut through the valley far below, and was glowing faintly red under the moonlight. “This is…” I trailed off, not sure what word to use. “Ravenhill,” Davorin said simply.

Esmeray looked around only to find herself standing in the middle of what seemed like a magnificent garden. Even if her senses weren't as keen as an immortal yet, the scent of various flowers still overwhelmed her senses. The sky above was dark and the garden wasn’t illuminated well and Esmeray forgot to bring her glasses. Without her glasses, she couldn’t see very well in the dark. Esmeray can't wait to step into her immortality. Because in her current position she was as vulnerable to fatal wounds as a human. And once she will turn into an immortal she won't have to use glasses for her vision problem and her hearing and other senses will be magnified.

When the world starts building itself around me again, I stumble over my feet, but Sinful grabs my arm, holding up, even as my legs crumble. And then, I can see where we are. I’ve never seen a place like this in my life. I can immediately sense this place is immortal, magic drifting around me the moment I open my eyes. We all stand in front of a large window, looking out at a view I would never find in the mortal world. Mountain peaks for miles stretch out in front of me, all capped in pure white snow. Perhaps I could have enjoyed it more if the implications for seeing it weren’t so horrid. Even if the sight of a the dark sky and glittering stars in the sky is beyond beautiful. It’s a facade

"That is to say, the most precious treasure left by Immortal Emperor in this Immortal Secret Land is the Eternal Spring Tree?" "That's right, but it's not all right!"

Pine walked quickly to her room, while behind her Kevin was trying to catch up. But Pine had no intention of stopping at all, she didn't even answer the many calls he was given. "PINE!" Kevin stopped her then grabbed her hand, making Pine couldn't help but stop and turn around. "Listen to what I have to say first." "What should I listen to? Should I hear about you trying to kill yourself? Ahh… or should I say that you are hurting yourself since you're an immortal who can't die?"

Pine and Fire The gates of Pine Wood Pack loomed high, wrought iron framed with stone, the crest of a wolf entwined with pine boughs carved above the arch. Beyond it, Evandra glimpsed the sweep of the forest—towering redwoods and firs rising like sentinels against the sky. Their resinous scent drifted in on the mountain breeze, earthy and sharp, clinging to everything. The SUV rolled to a halt, its tires crunching over gravel. Evandra’s hands fidgeted in her lap as she peered out the tinted glass. This was it. Her second homecoming, the second step on the path the Moon Goddess had laid before her.

I reassured him. We spent most of the afternoon wandering through the Valley. Gregor showed me some places I had not yet seen. One place was particularly beautiful. A glade surrounded by ancient Tamerrin Pines, the oldest species of tree found in the empire. They stood thousands of feet tall, and their trunks were so large you could build a house inside them. Winding around the pines were the elegant and enchanting Amora vines. Their heart-shaped leaves hid a tiny pink bud until nightfall, then the buds would emerge and fill the forest with a surreal pink light. Running through the glade was a small fork of the river, and at the northern edge was a dazzling, three-tiered waterfall. “I have n

The ancient emperor cut down Yggdrasil to obtain more Evergrow and achieve immortality. Chad recalled Samuel's statement. "Evergrow is the key to becoming immortal." That implied that once infected with Evergrow, a person's body would undergo a transformative change, granting near-immortality. One could then attain an immortal body by using the three sacred trees to cleanse the Evergrow from their system. The three sacred trees were identified as Yggdrasil, Ashraddine, and Irminsul. Marshawn's diary mentioned that these three ancient sacred trees were paths to the Zenith, each leading to a different celestial realm.

The forest had not changed. That was the first thing Seraphine noticed as she stepped beneath the towering pines of Nightfall territory. The air smelled the same. Earth. Rain. Wolf. The pack had always chosen strong land. Ancient land. The kind of territory that held power in its bones. It should have comforted her. Instead, it hurt. Every step deeper into the forest felt like reopening an old wound. Beside her, the immortal moved silently through the trees, his presence unnaturally still compared to the restless life around them.

She gave a signal to the boy to lead the way. “Stop struggling,” Latina whispered to Azrene’s ears. The latter nodded her head. “Let me carry you until we reach the village. It’s safer to leave fewer traces.” “Quick,” the boy flicked his head to the side. There was a giant tree with beautiful orange leaves sparkling in the moonlight. It stood out among the other trees in the forest because of its mystical beauty. The boy stepped on its roots and his foot disappeared. Not literally, but Latina and Azrene could no longer see it while the rest of his body parts remained visible.