Immortal Samsara Novels & Stories

Renah said bluntly. “I’ve never even met the council,” I protested. “Before today, I mean, I’m human! I don’t know how I did the partial shift. And it’s not like I’ve done it since. You have to believe me.” I looked from one to the other and found, unsurprisingly, no support. This was bad. And I needed to do better than this. I drew in a steadying breath and narrowed my eyes. “You have a shifter’s fiery spirit,” she said.

“You’re still running your mouth even as your body is about to break? I can tell from this angle it won't be long before you die. Tell me, Drogo… you miss being immortal, don’t you?” My jaw ticks. “If you were still immortal, that poison would have no effect on you,” he says. “You’re wrong," I counter. "I don’t miss being immortal. Not with the price that came with it.” My breathing steadies after healing enough. “Those periods of time were replays of what your father did to me. They broke me every day until the goddess sent me mercy.” “I heard you cursed the moon goddess every night. And now you are taking her side?” he asks.

Warmth surged through every channel in her body, so bright her vision went white. “Good,” Shen Yijun murmured, steady and quiet. “Do you feel it?” “It’s like… drowning in warmth.” “That’s grief changing form. Don’t fight it. Let it pass. It belongs to you. It’s fuel, and real, and nothing to be ashamed of.” She let it move through. She breathed and waited. When it settled, she was ringed by gentle, spinning silver lights, like lazy planets looping around her. The silence lingered. They just sat there.

REBECCA At the sight of my nakedness, he clenches his jaw, a bead of sweat rolling down his temple. “Do you like what you see?” I purr, taking a step closer to him. I know my body is fucking perfect, thanks to my vampiric gift of eternal youth. My full breasts, my flared hips, my creamy fair skin… everything I possess on my body is more than enough to drive any sane man crazy. I have walked this world for over a thousand years, but to human eyes, I look barely twenty-five.

He sighed, “It technically isn’t like yours. You have perfect memory forever, but these people have perfect memory only in that lifetime. I don’t usually give this gift to people forever because it can be tough on some people. Being immortal isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be. People can go a little crazy after experiencing multiple lifetimes with this ability. It’s mainly because of how they choose to use the gift. Unlike you, they want to use it for self-gain. I’ve seen many that used the gift to cheat their way through life. I was proud to know that you used this gift to change the world for the good and not for the bad. I also believed that you would use your best judgement to use the

he yelled at Immara, “You are not worthy to talk to the great Duke Borda!” My consciousness inside Immara froze… I realized that the leader's resemblance to Samil wasn't a coincidence... They even shared the same name! Exactly as I could have been the reincarnation of Immara, Samil could have been the reincarnation of Duke Borda – the leader of the Black Hoods. That meant, our fates had already crossed before… in our previous lives.

(I circle them with the incense) Grant them access to your throne Let them reign with you till ages past To you oh queen of blood!... Let your light absolve their dark. Make them faithful to thee alone. Forever they shall remain in this brotherhood. I touched them with the owls and immediately thick groans filled the air. They coughed and changed as the Immortality filled their soul. "The rebirth of immortals…"

"But once there are just a few Immortals when they do twenty years old, after a lot of training, they are sent to a respective world, where they must complete an important mission." For father's sake... "And if they did it right, they will meet their soulmate and will be able to bring their mate with them when they come back to their home in a land above all the worlds, and there, the evermore turns their partner into an Immortal so they can be together." I think I am having goosebumps. How does this person know so much about us? Not only him- but his ancestors... h-how can this be happening? "And you know how they fall into our world? They fall like a shooting star from the sky, in a baby b

Her eyes were blank, and she repeated everything like a mindless doll. Sara smirked and walked toward the bathroom in the back of the room. Kisa heard Sara making a phone call from inside the bathroom. "All set. Let him come. Hurry, I'm afraid the hypnotic effect will wear off." Kisa's heart sank. 'Who are they bringing in?' She tightly gripped the candle holder in her hand, a flicker of fear crossing her mind. Fortunately, she had already figured out the problem with the tea. Otherwise, she might really have been hypnotized by Sara. If she had lost control of her consciousness and been completely controlled by Sara, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Your niece I met - she was actually your brother's granddaughter, wasn't she?" "Yeah, the whole overlapping generations thing takes some getting used to, I guess. Mostly we just say cousin and ignore the details." "All these years I never knew there were immortals who lived like this," I told him. "Not always moving, changing identities, living alone. It's like I've been in a box for the last century."