Juliet Immortal Novels & Stories

In an attempt to correct the story in the way we deem correct and to find our soul partner in the end. The soul partner of each Immortal is their ultimate goal when being thrown into this new reality. We don't have a clue about that person, but if we correct the story in the right way, finding him is our final prize. This is the person who will return with us to our land, earn the blessing of the Evermore, and become an Immortal through a secret divine ritual only known by Brayanlynn. When we turn 20 and are sent to the reality of our books of destiny, we arrive in such reality as a shooting star that fell from the sky, but in the form of a baby.

'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!

"Is there really no one left on the Earth? Even a baby who is still wet behind the ears has to come here to die?" Jiu You took out her golden halberd and pointed it at Jin Yujie. "You ugly bastard, do you have the guts to fight me?" The people of the Assembly of Immortals couldn't help laughing. Jiu You was so beautiful that even though she got mad, she didn't produce much deterrent effect, but instead she acted as an angry child feeling wronged. "I dare you," said Jiu You. "Jin, I agree with you. She is such a beautiful child. She is probably the child of Chu the Devil. If you can seize her and raise her into a beauty, it will be a good thing," Wang He said with an evil smile on his face.

ROSALINE I was busy scrolling through I*******m when the door opened and Bianca walked in. I quickly stood up and went to meet her. we hugged immediately and laughed. "How are you?" she asked me. "I should be asking you?" I chuckled. she flipped her long brown hair, "I'm perfectly fine, thank you." "Same here. I still don't know why he had to imprison me in his room," I said went to sit on Alexei's bed.

Cash says as he shoves another piece of bacon into his mouth. “Enough.” Aunt Beverly said to the two of them and then looked at me and said, “Lexie we had made an agreement with Mr. Conner all those years ago that you would become the Queen of the Immortals. I am not understanding how Mr. Conner isn’t enforcing this union.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. It sounded like I was sold off to the Immortal King but for what reason. Did my aunt profit from this union? “Well, if she doesn’t want to be the Queen of the Immortals, I would love to take her place.” Lena says to our aunt like it was no big deal.

But even in such a situation, Roselle still laughed. "Does it hurt? That's exactly what I felt when you abandoned me, Elijah. And by the way, I have a secret that I think you need to know. The girl you love, Alessia, my sister...is not immortal. She's a human and defenseless. She's now running around your continent, bare and exposed to the monsters. What will happen to a mortal exposed to those dangerous beasts? Maybe, you'll find her corpse—" "TAKE HER OUT!" Elijah's voice boomed and the sentinels quickly entered. Elijah is afraid that he might just kill Roselle and that Alessia will never come back to him. He was saving her from his deadly hands for the sake of Alessia.

Her "family" was not a massive, aggressive coven, but a small, tight-knit trio of immortals who had bound their fates together for survival: Julian (The Maker): The oldest of them, a soft-spoken scholar who had helps Elena after turning in Europe over two centuries ago. He was deeply intelligent, somewhat detached from humanity, and obsessed with archiving history. He wasn't malicious, but his cold, pragmatic view of mortals made him deeply intimidating. Vivienne (The Adoptive Sister): Turned a few decades after Elena, Vivienne acted as the fiercely protective, cynical older sibling.

She pointed to one of the thrones, the smallest and most feminine. “All this time I've been waiting to take my place. And now, out of nowhere, a human appeared with the intention of taking it from me. Tell me, Juliet... what should I do?” "I don't…" Her gaze on me was terrifying. Was she going to kill me? Was I going to die this way? I had nothing to do with his throne! Did she want it? Well, I would hand it to her on a silver platter if necessary. "Camille." It was a single word, but that voice managed to make my skin crawl. “What do you think you're doing?”

Juliet didn't respond to her greeting, and she felt uncomfortable, as she remembered how her stepmother's hatred for her grew worse. She knew that Justin's mother was still a kind woman, and kind enough to take her home the previous week, but she had been worrying about her having an affair with Justin. Olima wanted to walk back into the guesthouse and retire back to her room, but Mrs Juliet stepped out again to the balcony upstairs, and she called Olima by her name, "Olima come into the living room. We want to speak with you." "Okay, ma." Olima nervously replied, and she made her way towards the exquisite white mansion she approached the door, and rang on the doorbell.

Camila freaked out as Juliet grabbed her tightly by the arms, wanting to bite her neck like a rogue. "Ahh!" Camila screamed, and Juliet's eyes flew open, realizing that the delicious "meat" she was holding was actually a she-wolf. Her eyes burned red at Camila—a secret trait that even Henry wasn't aware of. Juliet often went hunting like a rogue, killing any tasty animals that pleased her senses and soothed her throat with their delicious scent. Her eyes narrowed, burning with intensity as she regarded Camila. "What are you doing in here? Who gave you permission to enter my room? Get out!" Juliet's eyes burned even redder as she gripped Camila's neck, choking her in an attempt to intimidate