Immortals Cast Novels & Stories

"AND THE NAME OF THIS RACE IS IMMORTAL." What the fuck- "They are the children of the Evermore, the gods who watch our world from above." How this human is able to know those things? No one told me that they had any knowledge of us. Then how is this even possible. "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."

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

Noel answered. He scoffed upon the answer. "He looked stupid." Noel didn't deny what he said. In addition of being reckless, Ricky is also somewhat stupid. He chuckled. "Did something happen?" Ricky switched his glances from Noel to that intimidating, shadowy creature that came out of nowhere. Since earlier, the both of them were conversing in the monster language, leaving Ricky clueless of the situation. "Ricky, this is Kairos, guardian of the undeads. He is also my fellow friend."

immediately she said those words she disappeared and almost immediately everything went back to normal The six immortals were terrified as they were planning on how to kill this evil child born to cause destruction to the world. Several Noises could be heard as the six immortals were seen having an argument "Enough!!!!" Dandan, who was the honorable superior of the immortals realm roared with such a voice that his eyes blazed with fury and his face was holding an angry expression, "You are all dismissed" "But......" "It's an order Granad" He roared as he shot Granad a deadly glare

"Who are you?" The foreman beside her stammered. "What are you?" A voice from the crowd shouted, "A god! He's a god among men!" I shook my head. "No," I said quietly. "I'm no god. I'm a man, like you all." They stared, waiting for an introduction. "My name is Ala—" I stopped. No. Not Alaric Thorn. That name belonged to a ghost buried four hundred years ago. "…Alen," I finished softly.

“You’re still running your mouth even as your body is about to break? I can tell from this angle it won't be long before you die. Tell me, Drogo… you miss being immortal, don’t you?” My jaw ticks. “If you were still immortal, that poison would have no effect on you,” he says. “You’re wrong," I counter. "I don’t miss being immortal. Not with the price that came with it.” My breathing steadies after healing enough. “Those periods of time were replays of what your father did to me. They broke me every day until the goddess sent me mercy.” “I heard you cursed the moon goddess every night. And now you are taking her side?” he asks.

Like he punched a hole in a roll of paper. “They’re down there,” he hisses. I crouch and peek through the window to where he’s pointing. Three Silver Hunters walk through the courtyard. The Hunters are clad in black armor, their heads covered with hoods. Their mouths are hidden behind masks, and their eyes are hidden behind dark visors. Their boots crunch on the grass, and their voices are low but contain a sense of urgency. “Can you hear what they’re saying?” I whisper. Alec growls low in his throat. “They’re talking about how well this has worked out. That the… invitation was a great idea.”

The most powerful immortals but, they died just to provide what their love desires. “So this is how you wanted to end your love?” the red flame fairy asked but the couple won’t be able to answer anymore. “Nooooo!” The fairy quietly watched as the girl mourned on her parent’s death. Hugging the red clothes they used to wear as they turned into ashes, Latina started to feel scared. She tried to kill herself many times, her blood filled the cracks inside the cave yet, she remained alive. That was the time when she realized, the blood within her was once her parents’. Lonely and hopeless, she curled her body and closed her eyes. Latina chose to sleep for life than to be alone and awake in the da

“You insolent fool! The apostle of Dazzle, the Witch Doctor, is the king of traditional medicine, also known as the Immortal Doctor. The Immortal Doctor can never be disrespected. Consider yourself lucky that I only gave you a slap!” Jim clutched his face and looked on in horror.

Cae murmured in fear. The Immortals were a group of Fenrir creatures, a race of monstrous wolves who have been in existence since the beginning of time. They were different from the lycans and the werewolves. They were even more powerful than the Wildings, and deadlier than the Reapers. They stayed faraway, in the hills and caves, living in isolation. They only emerged when it was absolutely necessary. If they suspected that Gwendolyn had the slightest connection to a dark, unknown power source, they would kill her.