Invincible Immortal Age Novels & Stories

(Kora POV) As I finish up with my morning training workout, I decide it be better to take a full shower before breakfast with the family. I get into the shower to wash the sweat of me, my hair using my favorite shampoo and body wash with sweet pea smell. I hurry up to get my hair dry, grab a pair stone wash jean and a black button t shirt. When I realize how late it was getting to, I raced out of my room and ran into my twin sister Bianca. Anyone that looks at us wouldn't even know that we were twin sisters. We were so different in every way. Her hair is a platinum blonde, my hair is a light brown with red highlights in it. My eyes are light brown with gold and green. Bianca are a pale blue.

She’s not a mommy’s girl nor a daddy’s girl. Askar Is a 17 year old who is Hindu and Immortal. Who cannot be destroyed. His Ancestors' religion is Hindu, which haunts him. He doesn’t quite fit well in his family. It all changes when he gets turned immortal by his human mom who births him.. His life flashes before his eyes seeing his mom die while birthing him will hunt him for all the years he shall live. Sooner than later he is a vampire trying to fit in with the humans. He isn’t like any other vampire, he doesn’t thrust for human blood. He is more disgusted with it, that each time his dad brought home some human for him to try, he would instantly puke it out. But what he really craves is a

Mr Lagon, who had been teaching them today, did not mind, he adored Tegan and let her get away with a lot more than the other teachers who were always sending her to the Principal's office, teachers did not appreciate being proved wrong by such a young child and Tegan was never wrong. Immortal children grow quicker than their human counterparts, between 1 & 5, in human years was 1 year in Immortal years, then 5 & 11, take about 2 human years, 11 & 18 took another 2 years, after those first five years they stopped ageing physically and grew into their features. They matured at different rates but the average Immortal [If there was such a thing] became an adult within its first five years and

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

Even if it was fragile, even if it came with its own compromises, it was preferable to chaos. But Vincent wasn’t interested in balance. He had a vendetta. And vendettas held by immortals are the most dangerous of all—they have the time, the patience, the rage to make them generational. And Vincent… he was ancient. Older than me. Older than Lancly. Maybe even older than Alexei, if the rumors dared to be true. If he raised an army, a real one, we wouldn’t stand a chance fighting him head-on. His experience alone would crush us.

Sabrina reminded Danica. “Perchance, physically. He is a freaking two hundred years old warlock.” Danica rolled her eyes. “Does that mean that I and Edmond won't age?” Sabrina asked as they took a seat, she was interested to know about her immortality side. “I think so but we should struggle to find what could destroy him. That should be our main priority.” Danica said. “That's Ace, he is the man for the job.” Sabrina said looking at Ace who was coming toward them, Earnestine had told her a lot about the Bobbie family and she was willing to work with them.

Elma pats her on the back. “500 years? You have been alive for five centuries?” Elena looks at the sphinx with awe. “Yes, that’s what it means to be immortal. We don’t age once we have reached our physical peak,” he says. “Wow,” Elena envies them. She wonders if she should become an immortal. “Your family will hunt you if ever act on that thought,” Gabriel says as he sips from his glass and let’s out a cough. Elena raises a brow, “Did you just read my mind?”.

Izfar "Phew..." Izfar sighed. He closed the world's history book that he's been reading since a few days ago and caned his chin on the windowsill. He crossed his legs. "How romantic..." He was talking about the tale of the child of the night and how they met all their Sol before they died. Some were lucky enough to live their whole life with their Sol, but most of the child of the night never gotten to live with their Sol because even though the Sol became immortal after the oath of faith and loyalty, the Sol still have a shorter lifespan from the child of the night, so they always die earlier than them.

I nodded and asked, still feeling pretty shaken up, “I want to know how you are an immortal and could still have this reaction to the poison.” “Cynthia the term immortality is not about not ever dying anymore. It just means we are able to live much more longer than a mortal. I am also vulnerable but not as much as a mortal. Whoever did this, he must have used a stronger version, enough strong to make me unconscious.” I nodded before remembering how his beast was trying to come out, “Your beast was coming out.” At this his eyes honed on my injury which his paw gave me, he recognized it instantly, he groaned and a tear escaped his eye, “I did this to you?”

“There are cases where there have been a few rotten apples in the white wolves. I suppose as they grow older, they get a little bored with peace.” “What do you mean?” “White wolves are nearly immortal. Once we reach our mid-twenties, we physically stop aging. It’s a long time before we begin to age again. Some have the ability to keep from aging at all.” “Nearly immortal. What does that mean?” “As long as no one kills us, we can live for many centuries, however only some white wolves are fortunate to have this gene or ability.” he shrugs. I stare at my feet. “Mazy is immortal.”