Is Superman Immortal Novels & Stories

“First I want to add that it’s a decision I do not regret because I am enjoying the privileges of which I never had as a human.” “Really?” Stan nodded with a small smile on his face. “Yes sir. I was turned by a fake changer and was used as a slave in his coliseum for many months until I decided to take another step. But I gained the strength of a warrior from those underground fights and I also have immortality.” “A long live span, you mean?” she argued. “I like to see it as immortality because I know how long I have lived in this world but can still look this young.” She defended.

he answered, leaning forward to stare at me curiously. “So there’s this Alien-Scientist who was the assistant to the chief in charge of the laboratory, they had a project called—SUPER-SOLDIER Project- Using that Alien tissue you brought from the Proxima Centauri B, extracting their genome and editing them to create a powerful formula that will turn an ordinary human into superhero, with abilities to teleport and disappear as well as to self-repair. Unfortunately, after many trial-and-errors, it became obvious that the formula was only compatible with the person, whose specific, rare blood. The blood that is immune to HIV” Judging by his face, I could see that he knew what was next, since he

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.

“They fought him together. Valerius with fang and claw, blade and fury. And the Primarch, with everything magic had ever taught us. Their battle lasted days.” “And they won.” A breath leaves me in a rush. Relief surges in my chest—until Eleanor’s face hardens. “Or so they thought.” I go still. “They brought him down. His body torn. His power quiet. But then…” She shakes her head slowly. “He got back up.” A chill rips through my spine. “He was immortal. Not just long-lived—truly immortal. They would kill him—only for his body to reform, stronger, whole again. Valerius and the Primarch were powerful, but mortal. They could bleed. They could tire. He could not.”

he asked. I nodded in curiosuly, "It's because I am a true blood, and I am immortal. Over the years, I have trained to become powerful. No one can defeat me," he said. "You're immortal?" I asked, I never heard of immortality. Most the wolves die in war or in other fatal conditions. "Yes, I am," he nodded. "You're my mate and you would be immortal too," he said which took me in surprised. "How could that be possible?" I asked.

If they do decide against us, we'll just give the Queens the old heave-ho and deal with it later. Again, delusion. She sighed. You seem to be working under a flawed premise I've meant to speak with you about for quite some time. Sorry? Where was the flaw exactly? It's not like they can really hurt me or anything. I'm immortal. Immortal, yes, she sent. But not invincible. Gulp. Explain? Immortality means you will live forever, and never grow old, she sent. As long as nothing happens to you. That sounded rather final for something I was given the impression would go on and on forever. Why was this the first time I was hearing this information?

Me, his armor should follow him where he would go, where he would rest, together and happily. I ended up the 2500 years old chronicle this day. Now, there would be no more Hadius. There would be no more schemes, no more pains, and no more sacrifices. The thing that would be will be only the joy, the merriness, and only the love, the immortal love of mine, and him. I gently opened my eyes. This might be heaven. Heaven had such a similar builts like that of earth. Why do they even need the fan there? I smiled as I open my eyes and looked around.

________________________________________ Xandra woke up seeing the handsome figure in front of her as she gasped clutching the comforter in her small hands. She tried to get back from him, she feared him. "Alexandra, it's me. Don't be afraid," he tried to make her calm. "Yea, it is you whom I am afraid of," she answered giving him pains in his immortal heart. "This is true that I am an Immortal... An Immortal Billionaire, you would say," he scoffed at his last sentence as he walked towards the window. "I hide it from you and every possible person I could. But I am not an evil person, Alexandra."

Even worst “, Colonel Thomson replied And soon after completing his sentence Colonel Thompson attacked on him with the most advanced weapon according to him but to everyone's surprise that weapon didn't even scratch him and response to which he told us, " I am not just Immortal with the help of Robert Thompson but now I have also become the almighty as no one can beat me not even your so-called Savior” " but still we are going to put you to end”, I replied him

A tear slipped down my cheek as the horror of it sank in. "Now…" He stood up slowly, power radiating off him in waves. "I am fucking immortal." The room went quiet, like the entire house held its breath and at that moment, I realized... This wasn’t the end of a story. It was the beginning of something terrifying. Of something... eternal.