Invincible Novels & Stories

He chuckles, as he wraps the towel around me. “Yes, she is, and her name is Coventina,” I say, beaming at him. “Coventina? Really? Do you know the origin of that name?” He asks, a look of nervousness on his face. “Um, no?” “Coventina is the Goddess of water.” My jaw drops. That’s just a coincidence, right? Like I know Auntie Morrigan’s adoptive name was not a coincidence, she really is the Goddess of War reincarnated.

] Will despaired at the thought, but he was too terrified to move. The armored Orc's yellow narrow eyes calmly ȧssessed the situation in front of him. He looked back at the two Orcs who accompanied him and said something Will didn't understand. The Orc then slowly walked towards the cave entrance completely ignoring Chief. This made Chief furious and he charged the big Orc, however all the Orc did was wave his hamaxe towards where Chief was approaching. The blow bȧrėly grazed Chief, as he was able to dodge it ahead of time. However the Orc just let out an annoyed growl, as if using any more effort on this Goblin was just a waste of time. He still swung again though, and this time the blunt e

he exclaimed in a voice that implied a little longing. Yes, who would have thought that Cally Dominic who is an expert in various fields, say martial arts expert, close combat expert, marksman, data hacking expert, expert in using high-level weapons, has a thin brain, is famous for his arrogance and unrivaled beauty. even very famous in the brutality of killing the person whose target is the son of a high-ranking FBI agent, General Frederic Dominic?

["True, but in special cases, you're allowed to kill them. This is one of those special occasions." "Why is this a special occasion?" ["The Male protagonist gained a conscious."] "What do you mean he gained a conscious, didn't he always have one?" ["Not that kind, no, this one is against the world's control, he broke free of his fate and broke the link that allowed the world to not only influence him but also control him, it's like a book character coming to life and refusing to follow the path that was laid down for them."] " I see, but why is this so dangerous that the world itself wants me to kill him?"

Samuel said with a smile, "People like you should keep your word. Because you've been invincible for a long time, the world is actually not attractive to you, or there is nothing you want to protect." "But there are some things that are lost, but other things will rise infinitely, that is, your dignity." The more powerful a character was, the more ruthless they would be. For example, an overlord could decide anyone's life and death at will. He seemed to be invincible. He could disregard emotions and even personally kill his own son. He was even more vicious than a tiger. However, there was one thing that was worthy of him using

No one has been able to survive their onslaught. The pack rose to prominence after Zavion Kessler- better known as Invictus- the unconquerable- ascended to the throne. He is called unconquerable both in terms of battle skills and looks. They say he is the handsome devil with a soul as bright as the new moon. You getting it, right? He doesn’t know what mercy is. He feeds off on violence and thrives in others' fear. None of his victims got the opportunity to look beyond his vicious death claws. It is also believed that the barbaric alpha eats his victims’ heart and bathes in their blood to enhance his power. Some say he has made a pact with a demon of hell who shares his power with him and in

" You little one are the key to a new life. A vampire female can produce immortal babies but mating a woman who is born to be the bride of a royal family like you and to your princes, your blood can give creatures like me invincibility." "Invinci...bility? Like, undead? Aren't you already are?" Jack shook his head. " Being immortal is one thing. It's like never having to grow old but, being invincible is when no weapon in the world, not even a sword or a gun or even the Gods can take your life no matter how much they put their life into it. Tis' was the gift of our Gods centuries ago. A simple ceremony and a long sip of your blood are the Holy Grail to an infi