Novel & Cerita King Immortal Invincible

The place was looking like a hut on the outside but when they got in, it was a vast land and it was filled with men training hard. She was surprised as she saw the men in black training so hard as if they were hypnotised. "Who are these people?" She asked. She was scared because the aura of the place was creeping her out. "Those are my men of immortal armies," he replied. " Immortal armies? She asked, confused. " In order to be able to get the Alcon, I did a lot of things over hundreds of years and these men you are seeing are men that can't die, no matter how you hurt them, " he explained.

Invictus said while aiming his blazing big sword at me, but I dodge it with my scythe. “Of course, I didn’t. It’s the same word you say every time we meet.” I uttered while kicking his tummy when I found an opening. He groaned and used his black magic to attack, but I avoided it in a flash. “Hahahaha! I am Lord Invictus and I am the ruler of every bad soul. And I am the unconquerable demon-beast!!!” he said. I rolled my eyes because it’s the same word he said centuries ago. Nothing new.

he said as he pulled me into his arms. I sucked in a breath of pain and he eased me back against the bed. “But, you’re dead?” I asked in confusion. He closed his eyes and frowned. “I should have educated you better on all the ways immortals could be killed.” He opened his eyes and looked at me in shame. “There are only two ways to kill an immortal: decapitation and incineration, and some immortals are even immune to lava.” I looked around the room to see Persephone, Siri, Loki, Ash, Jade, Al, and my birth mother. “You must be Hilda,” I said as I looked at her.

“What if I say no, I mean don’t get me wrong I could really use some money right now but I don’t want to go into something that might get me killed” “if you refuse, you walk out here alive, just keep you mouth shut and we’ll leave you” Throughout their talk, Kim had been staring at Marcel with wild thoughts running through her mind about the boy ‘ he’s handsome, if you get past the worn out clothes he’s wearing I’m sure he’ll be quite the lady-killer with that body of his and to think that I’ve never seen him go to a gym” “Ok Mr. Marcus I’ll work for you, just tell me when and where I have to show up”

He promised me. He knows it, maybe he's one of the former humans, not a descendant. "Are you one of the people the king of Valeria took from outside Wysteria?" I asked him but I could already see his answer. "You're right. I'm one of the original humans and became immortal by drinking the King's blood. But that was a long time ago, the originals are no different from those born here." He answered me. I nodded in agreement. "You're right, except for the immortals born here," I answered him.

I knew lots of immortals had served in wars. There have always been a few humans who knew about us and were willing to make use of our special abilities. Most immortals were given special assignments rather than serving in the trenches since they couldn't afford to have humans see them regenerate if they were wounded. I was absolutely sure some of those "special assignments" had been pretty horrible. I picked up his hand and kissed it then changed the subject. "Your niece I met - she was actually your brother's granddaughter, wasn't she?"

The hardening between his legs, the way his fangs elongated just from her scent, alerted him to just how inviting she was to him. She felt it to. The heavy scent of her arousal wafted towards him, pungent yet sweet. Ripples of desire washed over her flesh, cheeks flushing. Yet, she denied it. Of course she would. They had only just met. Being immortal, Malik had learned long ago that life was fleeting. It was best to simply take what you wanted, when you wanted it. But with Annabelle, Malik found himself unable to take what he desired from her. He ached to hear words of acceptance fall from her tongue. Until that moment, he would do nothing to break her.

Those grey eyes have turned into molten, flaming glowing orbs. He opens his palm and glances down at the bullet he caught. Three more blasts release. One from me and the others from the Alphas. But like a blur, Jack is gone. A sudden chill rises behind me. I react quickly. The tree beside me explodes under Jack’s fist, splitting in half. I land several feet away. This bastard is stronger than I thought. “It seems I underestimated you, Alpha,” Jack straightens and glances over his shoulder, dust swirling in the air between us. “You are as they say. The unbeatable immortal Alpha.”

Sienna did not even blink, and she said expressionlessly, “Come. I’ll be standing here. You can beat me; it’d be better if you beat me to death.” Sienna’s father was the legendary God of War, who was a hero that once stood at the top of the world to defend his family and nation! It was not this eccentric scumbag who was blinded and could not even distinguish between right and wrong! He was not worthy! Sienna had riled Keegan, and his whip was about to fall. At this moment, a clear and low voice suddenly came from the door. This voice was attractive and pleasant, but it was also oppressive and sinister at the same time—

He is the only Lycan with the immortal gene, but do not be alarmed; my son will not force himself on you. I nodded, but it was not what I was worried about. "What do you mean the whole Lycans need his heir? What for?" "Do you know anything about the immortal gene? He asked me, then pointed at the beating heart. "No, what about it? I asked. "Only the eldest son of each king has the gene to produce the next immortal king. Both Reagan and Kingsley are immortals as they came from me, but only Reagan, the eldest, has the gene of immortality." He explained, but I was still confused.