Immortals Book Novels & Stories

She pressed her forehead to mine and whispered words I didn't understand at first. It was a ritual called 'The Soul Forge'. A ritual that could transfer immortality from one person to another. I felt it the moment it happened. Warmth flooded my body, burning away the poison, healing the wound. Power settled into my bones—ancient, terrible, eternal power. I gasped, my eyes flying open. "What did you do?" "I saved you," Annitore whispered. "You're immortal now, Owaine. Nothing can kill you." "No—you can't—" I grabbed her shoulders. "You have to take it back. I can't—"

“What the fuck is going on?” “Language Marley.” Absinthe warned, and she flipped him off, turning her head to Othello. “Who is it? Why does it seem like I killed a ghost?” “Because you did.” I said, standing up, walking to the shelf and I pulled out a large Tome. Walking back to the table, I dropped it in front of Marley, sending dust flying. She coughed and shot a glaring look at me, making me grin, which sent a flush across her cheeks and down into her blouse. Concentrate dude… I turned and pointed at the book. “This tome is full of our Elders—Past, present and their bloodlines. Direct descendants. This is the last edition, the newest one is in production.”

Scotch burned trail gold, obsidian devouring every swallow, power humming balanced edge. Night deepened, bodies orbiting with no collision, but collision was inevitable. His hand ghosted spine trace absent—shiver traitorous. "Sleep," he ordered, soft menace, pulling me into the lounge plush without resistance. No fuck tonight—torture purer, proximity dominance submission unspoken. Dreams twisted Rourke's snap, Darius's grin fading peace, Kenji's obsidian guarding shadows. Blood ties bound us, visceral, dark romance, an empire forged in violence and want.

He just conjectured that they were unkillable before but sadly, that belief had been shattered by what Madame Ais had told him yesterday. "What's an immortal, Madame Ais?" Maru decided to get help. "They are existences who have achieved the rank of a Level 8 Cultivator, Maru. Being an immortal means that time can no longer touch their souls, giving them unlimited lifespan inside their current realms." Madame Ais replied promptly. "Okay." Maru said and he doubted that he could explain that to his sister since he was also grasping at the meaning of those words. "Really, brother!? But for how long?!" Uwyn asked and looked at Maru like he knew every answer to her questions.

Jeremy being quiet all through stepped forward and said, "I have. I've learnt about it." Now all attention was transferred from Alisa to him, so he went on, "During my search for my mother's death I came across I think this, in a book. It explained of a real immortal first noticed I think a thousand or two years ago. No weapon has been discovered to kill a real immortal." "Great, that means I can go and kill that bitch right away," William said. "Not just yet Willie," Alisa held his hand. "Stygian is ancient, smarter and the most powerful of all witches. And if she knows you're alive she'll find a way to put you down, us along."

Are they beings from the Beast kingdom, who came to personally ask her Father to live here in the kingdom? Then the brawny creature spoke; “We come to pledge our allegiance to the Protector, to abolish the sinful inhabitants who will rise and cloak this world in tribulation.” Wren looked at his Father once more then back to them. “… and who can you be?...” The brawny creature raised his head as the two-faced creature looked the other way. “We are who this world know as the, Immortals.” The brawny creature revealed. Randall slightly widened his eyes, her daughter on the other hand was much more surprised than her Father.

Synopsis Who are the immortals? They are the set of people who are so different from being normal people. They are powerful people. It got to a time when people began to get weary of them. They dreaded the immortals and run for their lives. And for this,the immortals gathered and divided themselves from the normal people. They created their own place, built a large empire and called it the IMMORTAL ACADEMY, where no normal person can penetrate. Everyday, people of this special ability discovers their powers and join the academy.

With a dangerous smile on her lips, she answered: “To the Vacil Empire.” The man and woman together with the baby headed to their destination. As they drew closer to the borders of the empire, thunders clapped as lightning flashed, giving them a warm welcome. _ To Be Continued _ Authors’ Note: Thank you for reading Immortal Desire until the end. I hope you enjoyed it. Ps. This is my very first book so please excuse any errors you've noticed. I'm working on improving my writing. Announcement: The story continues! If you want to know what happened next… kindly wait for the upcoming fantasy series- The Fangs And Witches! New generation characters, new tales, new love~

"Immortals would fight wars over you, and not just your face or your hair or the way your smile penetrates to someone's very soul — but because you're good." "You don't know that. I could be a horrible person…" "Your blood would taste bitter," I said honestly, "because the emotional manifests into the physical. Your blood would be repugnant to me, and other immortals would shy away from you because the last thing any immortal wants is to mate with a human who is pure evil." "Oh…" Her breathing picked up speed. "They didn't teach us that." "They wouldn't. It's a secret." I winked.

'That's what I can't think of especially and they are both immortals and kings. Stefano grinned at me. "You don't seem to be from Wysteria because there's so much you don't know. But I'll tell you anyway. Elijah was the first immortal created," he replied to me as my eyes widened. "Really?!" I felt like my brain was about to explode. The paintings inside that room say everything. If he was alive when the Vikings still existed, I wouldn't be surprised if he was alive during the time of the ancient Romans!