Immortals Cast Novels & Stories

He laughed with blood dripping down his mouth, with Damon’s hand still locked around his throat, with the tree bark cracking behind his back, with his face so wild it didn’t even look human anymore, he laughed like one of those villains in the movies who knows the whole world is about to burn and wants to watch it happen just for fun. “You can’t kill me,” Darren choked out between that horrible laughter, his grin splitting wide, his voice shaking with the sound of it like he didn’t even care Damon could crush his windpipe any second. “I’m immortal, brother. Did you hear me? Immortal. We will see who dies first.” Immortal? And then he did it.

He said with urgent concern. "Yes My Lord." I replied him and walked away. ELLANDRIA I woke up and met myself in a different place. It was all white and saw tombs everywhere. Am I also dead? I walked closer and saw that it was the Legendary Tomb of Past Heroes of the Human Race. I walked closer and saw a tomb that had ONIL engraved to it. It seemed like my ancestor's. But why am I here? Wasn't it meant for men only? Just then someone came out of it.

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.

He knew that he simply couldn't go against the Conquerors with the fake power he had accumulated. "Asher, we will let you borrow our power for this fight alone. " The tallest gentleman, with a black fabric covering his eyes said. He had long been declared as their chief. " You have one chance Asher, one. We will only go against the Conquerors for only one battle. " He spoke slowly, instigating fear in the forty-year-old man. His baritone voice went lower and lower as his speech continued. " If, by mistake, you couldn't bring our dearest queen back to us, our sorrows would befall your family. If her wolf wakes up, after the years it took us to make her go to sleep, we will take our revenge on

The academy gates loomed ahead, massive black iron twisted into the shape of thorned vines. It glowed faintly along the metal, humming with magic that made the hairs on my arms stand on end. Two guards stood at the entrance, both armed with blades that looked older than the city itself. One was a vampire, pale as moonlight with eyes like melted gold. The other… I didn’t even know. His skin shimmered faintly, like his shape was never fully fixed in one form. They scanned us, eyes lingering on me, but Davorin murmured something under his breath and they stepped aside.

I knew lots of immortals had served in wars. There have always been a few humans who knew about us and were willing to make use of our special abilities. Most immortals were given special assignments rather than serving in the trenches since they couldn't afford to have humans see them regenerate if they were wounded. I was absolutely sure some of those "special assignments" had been pretty horrible. I picked up his hand and kissed it then changed the subject. "Your niece I met - she was actually your brother's granddaughter, wasn't she?"

Johan piped up. Harlow nod at Karina, and smiled at Johan. An immortal never truly dies, unless their killer knew what to do to make sure they stay die. They would reborn again each time, but that meant their mates would have to wait until they were of age.

'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!

she bowed her head and stole a glance at Pietro. He didn’t even looked at her. He opened his eyes, straighten his shirt , and stood up. He claps his hand once and at that, one by one, hybrids show themselves. I stepped back, Pietro held my back and whispered, “Remember what I told you?” It rewinds in my memory: When we got there, stay calm. They might take you as an opponent. Hybrids… half human, half immortal, it doesn’t matter who’s the human what matters most were who were the immortals.

Yuna agreed, “Yes, I have heard of them, but I didn’t think it was a gift like mine.” He sighed, “It technically isn’t like yours. You have perfect memory forever, but these people have perfect memory only in that lifetime. I don’t usually give this gift to people forever because it can be tough on some people. Being immortal isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be. People can go a little crazy after experiencing multiple lifetimes with this ability. It’s mainly because of how they choose to use the gift. Unlike you, they want to use it for self-gain. I’ve seen many that used the gift to cheat their way through life. I was proud to know that you used this gift to change the world for the good a