Immortals After Dark Novels & Stories

It was an uneartlhy experience that still leaves me slightly unsettled to this day and will for the rest of my life. One thing about mastering death is that you come back immortal by bringing yourself back from the dead. I can still die, but it takes special weapons to kill an immortal being such as myself. I can always give up my immortality as a god could in the old folklores, which is what most do after a long life; they give up the immorality and die. I’ll be stuck at the age of twenty -seven until till I either die or give up my immorality. I have bonded Ari to me, making her immortal with me. I haven’t told her, but I’m going to have to soon. Ari will be able to give up her immortality

“They fought him together. Valerius with fang and claw, blade and fury. And the Primarch, with everything magic had ever taught us. Their battle lasted days.” “And they won.” A breath leaves me in a rush. Relief surges in my chest—until Eleanor’s face hardens. “Or so they thought.” I go still. “They brought him down. His body torn. His power quiet. But then…” She shakes her head slowly. “He got back up.” A chill rips through my spine. “He was immortal. Not just long-lived—truly immortal. They would kill him—only for his body to reform, stronger, whole again. Valerius and the Primarch were powerful, but mortal. They could bleed. They could tire. He could not.”

Wsyteria changed the his body. He doesn't age and he has acquired abilities that only come from fairies. So he thought that maybe the fairies disappeared and their powers passed on to him," Stefano said. "But he was sad because he was alone in this place. So he went out of Wysteria again and became sad. He went to every continent to persuade people to join him in Wysteria. Many did not join him, but there were immediately joined. Elijah went to all of them, and there he got the king of Waldorf and the queen of Mythion. The two were just ordinary people, but naturally possessed wisdom and knowledge. The king of Waldorf was an official when he was human, while the queen of Mythion was a child

"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." Simion and I sat still for awhile processing on what she just told us. I reach over to his hand to hold it to reassure not just him but myself as well. As I touch Simion hand his first reaction was to flinch but calmed down fast when he looked at me. He held my hand tightly. "I'm sorry Skylar but if Kamaria is your mother, then

The voice of her father lingered in her mind, she shook her head and kicked her legs. “Latina, everything will be fine. You can have as much as you want,” her mother continued. “Will it hurt you?” the little girl asked, concerned. She smiled while nodding her head when her parents said ‘no’. Everything went silent. Nobody dared to make a sound when Latina finally gave in on her desire. That night, she devoured her own parents. Her loving parents who managed to smile while their little girl sucked their blood to death. They may be known as the strongest siblings among the vampire race. The most powerful immortals but, they died just to provide what their love desires.

If Roy was the ember, Kieran was the smoke. Behind them, shapes materialise from the dark: cloaked figures, armed but silent, eyes glowing faintly with prana. Men and women once cast aside – orphans, slaves, fallen knights – are now reborn into something more. Roy pulls out his half-mask and places it on his nose while the wind tugs at his cloak. A stunning drop of a bright, dark crimson teardrop jewel hangs from the mask. Roy, standing over the edge, takes a step forward and falls.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

“You will join me tomorrow at the facility.” “Why not me?” Raoul protested. “He’s too soft for this. He raised his lifebond’s child, for fuck’s sake!” “She earned that place”, Lucien countered hotly. “You played father”, his nemesis growled.”You forget who you are.” Isolde’s voice cut like ice, her English accent becoming more prominent. “And who you might become. Dorian’s tenure is ending and if you are to be selected, Lucien, we might have a problem on our hands with anomalous persons. I want to know that you will make the right call regarding these creatures.”

I need to make sure if I can at least act like my normal self for a better job. "Except for those who already know the body's character, you can act freely in front of anyone." Okay, that's cool, I thought. "For the first time, you said something great." It's just a ball but I swear I can imagine it pouting its non-existent lips. "Can you tell me what my tasks are in this world?" "Sure!" Red Strings of Fate World of Gods and Immortals Grade Level: S+ Main Tasks: • Protect the Aphelion's family (35,000)

’ She pointed to the front door, ‘Motorbikes waiting for you honey’ Atalanta hugged her Mother tightly, ‘I love you Mama’ She whispered fighting tears and her Mother gulped, ‘I love you to baby’ Then she was running and throwing her leg over the powerful bike, a gun over her shoulder and another in her pocket as she turned it around and sped off down the road her Mother cried, ‘Please God protect my little girl’ She prayed but somehow she knew that God had abandoned the human race to the fate it deserved. The humans never really stood a chance, Shifters and Immortals working together gave them so much advantage the fact the humans outnumbered them by six to one made no difference. They were