Immortality Stories Novels & Stories

"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

No matter the reason for their inherent wildness, they are a liability and our future already teeters on a knife edge. The humans who seek out immortality hear the stories of average men gaining the speed and strength of a god, they suffer no illness or frailties, heal from near death, and live a splendid life in the notorious Blackledge Castle. It’s a fairy-tale my father perpetuates to bring him more willing sacrificial lambs. “Like moths to the flame.” He chortles over his drink every time a new one arrives.

"There are rumors scattered through history about him. Some say the same way he blessed himself by blood, he one day became touched, which was why he came to rule for so long. Another rumor that exists comes from one of the titles garnered, that of 'The immortal'. There are those who believe this man truly immortal, incapable of death, and that even after the fall of his people he still walks upon Ayla, meeting people and performing great deeds. Influencing their lives and leaving his marks upon Ayla. Often finding those who are unique, even amongst those that are special, and teaching them arts so old that only one who has lived through time can claim to remember." "And which do you believe

She rhetorically asked and scoffed a brief laugh. "What does that mean?" The leading woman asked. "Unlike the pack of Blood Mooners that I subdued many years ago, there was another group of undying vampires known as the 'real immortals'. Stake them they live, cut of their heads another grows back, burn them, butcher them, yet they join back together. They can't die."

How dare he do this to us. In her bid for revenge, Isolde inadvertently stumbled upon the secret of immortality. As she delved deeper into dark magic, she discovered a ritual that granted her eternal life, allowing her to witness the repercussions of her curse for generations to come. This revelation struck fear into the hearts of the realm's inhabitants, creating a legend that would be passed down through generations – the legend of the immortal witch who sought vengeance against the lycans.

Isimud remained alive the whole time. “I don’t understand. Why doesn’t Isimud die?” “Why don’t the names of story tellers like Homer, Shakespeare or Dickens ever die? Because their stories keep them alive. A story inhabited by immortal beings will keep the story teller alive indefinitely.” The vision changed, it moved to the back room of a tavern in Babylon. The tavern was owned by Isimud, no one but him knew of the backroom. He was showing four jaded aristocrats into it, they acted with patronising disdain, but they were expectant, as if some particular entertainment had been promised.

he added to my story so I smiled at him. "How did you know about that story?" I asked and he look proud. “My dad also told me that story, and that’s my favorite story since I was a kid,” he said. “I like that too,” I said. We also saw fireflies appear around so it was even brighter. "Do you know the story about the beauty of immortality?" he asked, I laughed a little when I realized that now he is always asking. This guy is weird. "I haven't heard that story, so share it with me," I said and he turned to me.

she objected. "How ironical, that the tree of life should be hidden in a place of death and torment," he mused. "No one survives more than an hour in the realm of the immortals, you'll be stuck forever unable to leave. It is more or less like dying," she argued. "I have done it before, I can do it again," he drawled calmly.

But today we plan on it. We are both curious to see if by telling him the story of Lucian and Amon, if that will trigger any memory. Angels apparently can remember their past lives if they've lived before. Angels are immortal, the only way they die is if they're killed. And sadly all of them have been killed. Which is why none of them are old, and also the reason they're so few. According to the books, since an Angel is immortal, when they find their mate. Their mate becomes immortal too once they complete the mating and mark each other.

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.