Immortal Sign Novels & Stories

Haldir asked as his eyes darted around his rickety hovel. Michael gave Haldir an apologetic look of understanding because he'd had a similar gift bestowed on him many, many millennium ago. "You will live among the Others in their world. Since you can never really be like them because you were born of human blood, the gods gifted you immortality. No weapon ever used against you will succeed, you will not age and you will never know illness." Haldir laughed out in his raspy, throaty way. "That is quite a gift."

“I guess it is to be expected. Every one eventually comes to fear death.” “Impossible! I am Immortal!” Berlak declared, eyes glowing with rebellion. “I am a god. I cannot die. This is but a vessel. A pathetic and weak vessel. You may end it now but I will come back in the next and I will hunt you down. I swear it by Grivit. I will find you and I will kill you. I will bring to you the fear of death…” now he was rambling, spittle and blood spilling with each word… “and when I’m done with you every one will understand my power. I am a god and you are nothing but a puny mor—”

Darian said, “the wisdom of the primordials is beyond whatever we have today. And as a matter of fact, I learned how to sign a contract with the Moon Goddess. I’m currently on an immortality contract and that is why I’m not scared of having a Lycan king’s claw to my throat.” Astonishment hovered over me the moment Darian said he was immortal. “Really?” Father looked startled, his eyes bulging out. “Tear through my heart and watch if I will die,” Darian dared. “There’s no need for that,” Father said, “I’ve been listening to your heartbeat all this while. Not one of your words is a lie.” “Thank you, sir,” Darian smiled. “So, do you believe me now?”

I'm not interested in that but I just asked. Grandfather shook his head. "The king does not age even in the mortal world he will live forever. But we who became immortal because of his blood cannot do that." He answered me. I blinked. Does that mean I will get old when I return to the Philippines? Probably, I was immortal, but that was because of Elijah's blood. I was turned into a human after rebirth but I reversed back again into being an immortal. "Grandpa, do you know that I have returned to immortality?" I asked him again. I don't know if he knows or not.

there's your signature behind it". Mom said with a shaky voice. My heart skipped a beat at her revelation. I asked again for confirmation. "Mom? Is it true?" 'Yes." she replied with a nod, looking at me with consideration. "Miss Williams? I don't care what you think, everything was clearly stated, we are getting married tomorrow and that is that." He said looking like it's the big deal to him. "Ana? Are you getting married to him tomorrow?" Drake asked quizzically, coming in. "Oh God, is this the only time he could arrive? This is indeed my 20th birthday celebration, so far so wonderful." I blink to ultimately allow the tears to fall, I couldn't laugh again, nothing was really funny from the

I was just stunned by the absence as I recalled my beautiful dream. What is beauty in immortality?

The crowd burst into an uproar. "Samuel, that's Samuel. Damn it, I'm going to crack it." "He didn’t die in the endless abyss, neither did he die in the catastrophe? Is this guy immortal?" "Yes, it's simply a miracle. I've never admired anyone in my life, but this guy is indeed worthy of my pride for him. He's awesome. He neither died in the endless abyss nor in the catastrophe!" "What does it mean that he didn’t die in the Heavenly Tribulation? It means that this guy may have already jumped over the Eight Wilds Realm and become an Individual Immortal!"

Before deciding to go join Eve Matthews and the Chef in the kitchen, She remembered she hadn't replaced the vase that Sophie broke so she dashed to the store and took out the exact vase, then She made her way to Brain's room. Vanessa thought there was no need to knock since the owner of the room hadn't arrived so she badged into the suite as if it were hers and gently shut the door behind her. She came face to face with a very shocking view which made the vase she was holding drop to the floor and shatter into pieces. On the other side of the room was a naked man on his feet. Not just any naked man, a sexy greek god. He was muscular, had a well-sculpted body with perfect abs that makes you d

“My name is Stace. I come from a realm very far away. I shouldn’t be here, doing this, but Death has become too much of a threat.” “So you’re going to kill her?” The words feel ashy in my mouth. He nods grimly. “It is what must be done. Powerful immortals are becoming a threat to my kind.” “And what exactly is your kind?” I ask warily, my gaze falling to the tattoos on his neck, depicting patterns I’ve never seen before, a foreign story I don’t even want to begin deciphering. Not to mention the way they drift and curl tauntingly, ever so slowly that they nearly convince you that you’re just seeing things, and they are in fact nothing but normal tattoos.

I knew lots of immortals had served in wars. There have always been a few humans who knew about us and were willing to make use of our special abilities. Most immortals were given special assignments rather than serving in the trenches since they couldn't afford to have humans see them regenerate if they were wounded. I was absolutely sure some of those "special assignments" had been pretty horrible. I picked up his hand and kissed it then changed the subject. "Your niece I met - she was actually your brother's granddaughter, wasn't she?"