Immortals Vampires Novels & Stories

Now in this very room at this very moment the immortals outweighed regular humans. "The twin bimbo's are Dark Elves, Marielle over there is a dragon, Elise is a Spirit. They're the immortals. As for the Christopher and I we both have the blood of a god flowing through our veins." "Sorry I have to call bullshit on that last part there." "Really? What do you think the first Vampire was? She was a god cast out of the heavens. Cursed by her own kind because she wouldn't bow to their will."

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of

Valerie said. “So, who are these Immortals? What are they?” Angela asked. “They’re just like you Heralds, only a step lower in the power pyramid. The Immortals spiritually and physically represent elements that serve as the major building blocks of nature. We have found three of them, but there's still about five left, so we need to be quick,” Nicole explained. “So... who are the Immortals you've found?” Angela asked, jumping off her bed, which was above Valerie’s.

"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.

The oracle explains. I lean my head to rest on Wynter's, as I gently squeeze her thigh in relief. I could feel myself instantly relax after hearing Amandeus' response. "Wait.. one last question..." Kenji remarks, bringing our attention back to him. "Aren't vampires immortal?" With that, the room fell silent once more. Everyone's eyes simultaneously focused on Amandeus in desperate need of a response. Much to my disappointment, Amandeus remained silent, as he continued to watch us.

"But everything changed, there's one kingdom who seized them out of greediness." "What do you mean seized?" I asked her. "They got rid of them on the land," the village healer's eyes grew mad. "King Hydrae ordered Thud to slaughter every immortal. He ordered that no one should live---," I cut her words. "Do immortals die?" "Of course, they do through decapitation. That's what the Aquans did," she narrated. "They were strong you said. How were they decapitated?" It confused me.

That I was only here to give him heir. "Vampires cannot fall in love with humans." Tears started stinging in my eyes as I walk towards Alex. " It's Forbidden."

These are all vampires who have spent at least three centuries in service of the goddess, for they are all permitted to be awake on the night of the full moon. So many years of religious piety have stripped these immortals of all vampiric charisma, leaving them mummified husks of grotesque countenance—their goblin-like visages eerily similar to the vampire in that old human-made film called Nosferatu. They stare at Annia and I in silent contemplation as we enter and walk up to the gold-and-stone structure at the centre of the hall, but they make no move to stop us or interact with us as we slip inside the shrine.

“An Immortalist can be made human by draining a vampire of their blood.” Scarlet could hardly breathe. “You mean he’d have to kill me?” The black eyed woman smiled even more devilishly. “Of course. But this can only happen whilst in the vampire city. And an Immortalist can only enter the vampire city of their own free will.” “He will do it,” Scarlet said passionately. “If I tell him what he needs to do, he will do.” “They must be willing to be mortal,” the sister added with vicious glee. “And they must do it for love or they will perish.”

When Red asked why our identification laces differed from the other students, I told him that we were scholars. Actually, aside from Red and me, I no longer see any other mortals. During the first week of the school year, I saw some mortal students here, but after a few weeks, I observed that they had already started to vanish. Vampires are incredibly skilled at killing their victims, and no one will be able to determine the cause of death. "I'll just get some ice cream," red said, and I agreed. We both make our way to the canteen's freezer, and he takes a step back when he opens it.