Immortal Realm Novels & Stories

That's slander already if that's not the truth. "Flutter? I may have...but that's because I have this aura that can make everyone comfortable and gain empathy. They usually mistook it as love or desire or compassion. He did flutter before but because of my aura. He got used to it as soon as he was with the queen. So to make it simple, a person who already has a loved one dearly will not be fully conquered." Erenea explained to us that she seemed proud. I was amazed at what he said about his ability. That's very rare for an immortal. Usually, immortals have no ability aside from being immortal and don't age.

"Long ago, there were three realms. The first realm, the second realm and of course the third realm. The people there lived in peace and unity, they even married each other until tragedy struck. A regular human killed someone with an ability and it angered the goddess so much. She trusted that they could all work together but she felt stabbed in the back. So because of that, the king of the first and second realm went to different sources for a solution. "You have to kill the goddess then draw the power from the third realm to your realm. That would make you the most powerful. Your dad was the first to get that valuable information and with that, he was able to do exactly as the dark magicia

And I had the horrible feeling it was watching me closely. “You don’t have to look like yo’re walking to your own execution,” Davorin muttered beside me. I glanced at him. “That’s easy for you to say. You’re not the one being shipped off to a world of supernaturals without a clue how to… exist there.” His mouth twitched, but he didn’t smile. “I told you, Ravenhill will be good to you.” “Right,” I said dryly. “Witches, fae, full-blood vampires, wolves… you know, everyone who has an actual place. No halfs, except me.”

Why did she give him power, immortality, strength beyond measure—but leave his soul to rot unloved? He rose from the throne slowly, the heavy black cape embroidered with ancient silver sigils trailing behind him like stormclouds. The guards snapped to attention, but he didn’t see them. Didn’t acknowledge them. His eyes were fixed on the balcony at the far end of the hall, where the night stretched on endlessly. Outside, the wind was cruel and sharp, slicing across the high cliffs where his fortress rested like a crow’s nest above the world. He gripped the stone railing, letting the chill bite his skin. It was better than feeling nothing.

They were around fifty, wandering around the world, living among the human just as the perfect human, still waiting for the sacrifice that could lead them to the path of eternal afterlife to heaven. ********* Author's note. Hello everyone !!! So, here is the completion of the second part of the story, The Immortal Love. Third part is on the way. You can find me on instagram as @Rosechrys5996. Do follow me to know more about my works and to chit chat with me. Trust me, I am a good speaker on chat, hehe. So, stay tuned and stay happy and healthy everyone. Thank you clicking the story and reading it. *******

“If he was a good man, maybe it would’ve worked how he wanted. But he wasn’t a good man. Just because he believed he was didn’t make it true. We can’t have someone like him taking control of the Republic. “What’s equally important to me is that we all share the burden of power equally. If we’re all gonna build it together, then we also gotta maintain it together. We gotta keep watch over each other, and defend us from people like my father. “All of us together are more powerful than not, no matter what. And we’ll have that strength forever.” “Which kinda brings me back to a few things about some of us being immortal,” Freya said. “This is something we all need to keep in mind. I fear, way in

~Vaela Morality is a punishing thing. Been there. Done that. Died young, spent nearly a century in death before arriving here. The immortal realm, where I am to live out a not so immortal existence, as I shall eventually die. The name must have sounded nice in its creation. The only true immortality belongs to the pure-bloods. Dark, twisted individuals with magic beyond their means. Magic to crush realms, to torture and abuse. Eyla’s voice echoes through my subconscious, jolting me from my vacant thoughts.

BLACK THE ORIGIN PROLOGUE The world was divided into two realms, same space but different dimensions. The Magic and the Mortal Realm. The dominant world of immortals is led by "God" Prominent to provide peace and coexist with the mortals. The descendants of Heaven, as the immortal's reign peacefully for thousands of years.

There were the remains of dead Rogue Immortals! Rogue Immortals were Cultivators who had passed the Nascent Soul, Nirvana, Apotheosis and Grand Completion Realms. After the Great Completion Realm, they must survive the Ordeal. If they succeeded, they would turn into real Immortals and soar to Heaven's Realm above. They would be released from the cycles of life and death. They could continue cultivating and become Immortal Lords and God Kings.

One of those details happened to be the 'World Map'. From his findings, Immortal Era is divided into nine continents. So far, players have only been given access to just four of them and even then, these four continents have a few places that players cannot access via normal means as they are either sealed or the monster level cap is far above their own. The four continents that the players currently have access to are called the 'Four Cardinal Continents'. Each continent is named after the cardinal directions North, South, East, and West, and these continents form the outer layer of all nine continents, showing off a greater landmass together than the remaining five continents combined. Thi