Immortality Novels Novels & Stories

Elara's blood ran cold. "It was the seventh." No one spoke. "The first six ended before you ever woke up inside the BL novel." Elara shook her head. "No." "You don't remember because you weren't supposed to." The woman reached out. Her fingers touched Elara's forehead. Suddenly— Elara screamed. Memories exploded inside her mind. The first world. A war. The second. A plague. The third. A civilization that destroyed itself. The fourth. A world where humans became immortal.

"Mom, what were those needs?" "Simple, to create other beings and the first thing he created were the six gods. Ashton, the gods of dragons also known as king of fire. Asmodeus god of the demons and the king of hell, Zachary god of sorcerers. Rosalyn goddess of the vampires and known as the blood queen, and Iris goddess of the fairies. Last of course is Kamaria aka the moon goddess and my mother."

“The loser is the ugly one.” She invited the wrong girl. Zaya got there before she could take three steps on the stairs. “That’s unfair!” My daughter laughed while walking to her room. “Mina,” I asked her to watch over Zaya. I went to my library and sat on my favorite chair. Soon, Hella came in and sat next to me. “What was that?” “I don’t know,” “You looked bothered,” “I am, she said Zaya’s immortal. Only pure ones could have that immortality, Zaya can’t be immortal.” No matter how I said that. I couldn’t find it assuring as it should be.

While Azrail and Lucia walked the hallway that leads to Lord Adonis chambers, Azrail began to think of what could be going on in Lord Adonis chambers. As far as Azrail was concerned, Lord Adonis was as fit as a fiddle and if he was by any chance sick which he doubted, Azrail knew Lord Adonis wouldn't resort to modern medicine because it would be useless to start with. All death agents could feel pains but their bodies was immune to modern medicine because they are soulless, so Azrail concluded that the medical supplies were not for Lord Adonis but was for someone who has a soul and a heartbeat, of course only humans fit into this category.

"Not the cursed kind. Not divine transformation. The real kind. A life that does not end. A place that can leave a legacy of wolves for generations to come.” The word dropped in my chest like a rock into dead calm water. Ripples spreading outward. Immortality. “But only on one condition,” continued the First Luna. A state of affairs that neither one of you has anything to do with. And before I speak to Lyra, I want you to know what she will be choosing between. What she will be weighing."

Owing a favor from him would place her in a terrible place. Worse, everyone around Little Yin was weak. Everyone could die easily. She just had to blink, and who knows where everyone would be? The laws of this world were incomplete, and the strongest existences were pseudo-immortals who were simply big ants among this continent filled with ants. Pseudo-immortals would die the same way as mortals, without getting a chance to remember their past lives. Yin wanted to change that. She wanted companions in her immortal journey. She wanted to reconstruct her Church of Love. Sadly, just as she was starting to impart her knowledge, war broke out.

"There are witches, and vampires, and succubi—" I gasp. "Succubi?" "Yeah. You know—women who seduce men. There's also the other way around. Men who can make any woman fall for them. Some people are actually immune to those powers, though." She studies me for a second. "Rare people." "Oh." I shake my head, trying to clear it. "What else?" "Lots more." "That's a lot to take in," I whisper. Alice pats my back, but doesn't say anything.

"No.. I mean master... I'm just happy to see your God gave you, I mean immortals." "Nice!" He complimented Butt. "We will unbox this heaven-sent box! Don't you know Gods differed from Immortals?" He asked. "Immortals?" Butt is sure curious. "Yes! That God of mine is an Immortal!" "Ah..." (Author: Poor Butt you're fucking SCAMMED by this idiot.) "Now.... we will unbox The Immortal Artifact!" He called. 'I hope this is the heavenly sword artefact in the legend! Please....please give me a fucking sword.'

So let us not be judged by differences. Hope for a better future flashed through the eyes of many. They are tired of remaining in the shadows, fearing for their own lives, tired of proving that among them there are those who are worthy to coexist with other species without causing them fear or hostility. They just want a quiet life. There is no fight ahead. We have a long thorny path ahead of us. Even if the victory is won, it will take a long time until the beings adapt to the new laws and orders. The lycans really need a way to monitor every month during the full moon so as not to put people in danger. Before everything goes into a calm direction, we will have to try hard. Here is the answ

But now Joshua was saying something too. “ doing what?” he asked. Joshua's words hung in the air, his voice heavy with a sense of dread. "I don't know all the details, but I've heard whispers that they want to attain immortality... and to achieve that," he trailed off, the weight of his revelation evident in his voice. Lumiére's mind raced, his thoughts spiraling with the implications of what Joshua had just shared. Shit! Immortality? They were trying to attain immortality? That would explain all the human killings going on recently. He fucking couldn’t let them do this.