Immortal Rules Book Novels & Stories

I refocused on the book in front of me with renewed effort. It didn't take long before books started coming in. I laid them out in front of me. The spells varied. There were pregnancy spells, summoning your dead relative spells, changing time spells, and bringing someone back for the dead. The biggest question was, which one was the darkness up to? My finger ran over one line in a book. "This one here. It takes six blood relatives and ten thousand souls." "What's that one do?" She asked. "It's an immortality spell."

Mira sighed in defeat. "Okay, I'll take care of how you can register as students. I'll take care of the information needed." I nodded before folding my arms. "One thing I am thinking about right now is how to identify that immortal." The three of us looked at each other. "I have a book about that. Wait, let me find it first." Miss Rita stood up and entered a room. We waited silently until she walked out, holding an old, vintage book. He returned to his seat and quickly turned the page of the book."

Her brow is furrowed, aged skin creased. "What's that look?" I ask warily. "There is nothing, about whether you can become immortal again," she announces, once she had finished jotting down her results. She slams the book shut, dust billowing out, which I fan my hand through irritably. "Seriously?" "It appears to be barred by magic. This is a very unfamiliar territory, I don't think the wisest of Gaze Readers could navigate this." She gets up, shuffling over the creaking floorboards.

Besides, even if I had wanted to betray the prince, where would I begin? And how would I get out of the underground city alive? I wouldn’t be able to kill them all, it was impossible at my age, it was only when you either reach the age of immortality or practice that I would be able to do such a thing; and even then, there would be no guarantee that I would survive using that much magic. Silas turned to look down at me, his smile holding as he shoved me towards the Caprotti vampire, his words terrifying me. “If you think she will disobey me, then kill her.”

“What did he do?” After reliving the foyer scene in his memory, his eyes rose to meet Billy’s again. “He gave her his blood; he made her drink it.” A sharp breath came from Billy as he leaned into the seatback and pointed at Teddy. “That boy saved her life.” The old wizard sneered at his aching knees as he stood and peered out the tiny window that overlooked the dirty town outside and explained his orders. “The council won’t stand for this kind of treachery. They’ve authorized the other Orders to clean house in Savannah. We’ll kill them all, the Idrissi’s and all Jasper’s two-faced brethren.”

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.

“What the fuck is going on?” “Language Marley.” Absinthe warned, and she flipped him off, turning her head to Othello. “Who is it? Why does it seem like I killed a ghost?” “Because you did.” I said, standing up, walking to the shelf and I pulled out a large Tome. Walking back to the table, I dropped it in front of Marley, sending dust flying. She coughed and shot a glaring look at me, making me grin, which sent a flush across her cheeks and down into her blouse. Concentrate dude… I turned and pointed at the book. “This tome is full of our Elders—Past, present and their bloodlines. Direct descendants. This is the last edition, the newest one is in production.”

Immortal Dragons-shapeshifters that take on the form of a scaled dragon with four legs and breathe fire. Due to their high body temperature, they prefer colder environments and live off-grid, usually in areas with little to no technology. They are a dying species and only reside in a few select areas. They also have a King/Queen. Immortal General: Any of the species can have a mate Selene (The Moon Goddess) handles all mating bonds but prefers wolves (her own creation) over all species

I suddenly wondered how far that ability could carry him. How many things can he do? “Can you take the face of others?” “No.” He shook his head. “It doesn’t work like that. There are rules. A balance to everything.” I silently slumped down to sit on the foot of the bed. Willing to hear him out. “We’re far outnumbered and every year more of us die.” “I thought you were immortal?” “Immortal in the sense that we do not age, don’t catch disease. We don’t die as other things do.” He paused as he studied a particular crevice on the bit of wood. “But we can still be murdered in the ways anyone can be.”

To put it bluntly, the celestial calamity feared Chu Xun. If Chu Xun wanted to destroy the earth now, it would be a piece of cake. Jing Hong glared at him reproachfully and gently drifted out. The celestial calamity condensed in the air and did not fall for a long time. Chu Xun waved his hand and said, "Start. Take it easy. If you hurt her, when I take the last step to the Immortal Emperor Realm, I will change the rules." An Immortal Emperor had the ability to change the rules of the stars. Others might not be able to do it, but Chu Xun could. He could destroy the will of the earth and set new rules.