King Of Immortal Tithe Novels & Stories

And Mia… she was breaking with it. After we dismissed Varin, I followed her to the overlook above the south ridge. She didn’t acknowledge me at first. Just stared out at the hills, silent and unmoving. “What’s the Tithe?” I asked. “A sacrifice,” she said. “Of one leader’s blood to protect the rest. Ancient law. It hasn’t been invoked in centuries.” “And they think you’re the one to make it real?” “They think I’ll choose to be the knife again.” “And will you?”

Ancient, deep, and unmistakably mournful. And then — a voice. Clear this time. “Freya. The Tithe is unpaid.” Kye’s sword was in his hand before I could blink. “Who said that?” I didn’t answer. Because I knew. The Ghost Tithe. The memory of a story told to me long ago. By my mother. By every bloodline before her. Magic, true magic, always has a price. When we escape death… someone else pays. The Revenant wasn’t the only debt I'd left behind.

"I've seen him in action during training sessions. The way he moves, the way he commands respect... It's like he was born to lead." "And did you know," Ava chimed in, her eyes shining with excitement, "there's been a rumor going around since my childhood that he's immortal? Like, he never ages or anything. It's crazy, but you have to admit, he does look the same as he did years ago." I exchanged a glance with Morana, feeling a mixture of awe and unease at the thought of Adrian being immortal. It seemed too crazy to be true, but then again, Adrian was unlike any alpha we had ever known. People call him the Lycan King.

"Fuck that deal!" The Grand Ape King suddenly took a step forward, and his entire body seethed with killing intent as he said, "We've come to kill you. Since you're Hades True Immortal, then prepare to die!" Because of the dark remains of the Beast Clan's Second Sage, the Beast Clan's two immortals were both filled with hostility toward Hades True Immortal.

Then, his soul traversed across a myriad of eras as he glanced across the past, present, and future. Finally, he pinpointed the source of the summons amidst the boundless chaos and followed the flow of time to its origin. King Luther found himself enveloped in the essence and blood of true immortality. A majestic force formed his corporeal being while the vast pressure of heaven and earth burst forth from his body. Sensing that his strength was only less than ten thousandth of what it was at his peak and was—at most—a mid-stage true immortal, he frowned slightly and felt a little dissatisfied.

Has she been toying with him all along just like he is doing with her? Now that he thinks about that, it was always him who succumbed to her wishes, who let her run wild in this kingdom raising havoc. It's his army, his men who are doing the grunt work; His places where they are keeping the captives; His money which is being used to hire the mercenaries. All that mage is doing is chanting some silly lines, doing some stupid magic tricks any mage can do. Enough! He has let that mortal make him dance on her tune. He, an immortal with centuries of experience.

"As payment for all your losses and pain. I formed a line of Lycans. These Lycans will be your descendents. Each will be male and each will be immortal. Each immortal king will have a mate. Only with their mate can they produce the next King. You shall hopefully, never watch one of your male descendents die of old age, but I can not promise it. As I precaution I did have to set a restriction. If a Lycan King rejects his mate, he loses his immortality. This portion of the gift shall never leave this realm. If they go against my matebond, they do not deserve to rule. When a King marks his mate, he will gift her immortality. So no need to worry there. Now since I gave away all of my immortal es

Sebastian, who paid no heed to their repetitive greetings, in which he's started to get annoyed, sat on the seat prepared for him. “TALK,” he ordered in his monotone voice. The three elders stared at each other, after what happened to Lorenzo, the other two were hesitant to even start a discussion. “My lord,” Landro, one of the elders and the head of the Lachouves started, “The beast tribe usurped the cities outside the empire. Time is running, and the king has not been born yet.” Sebastian sneered, “And so?” “We beg you to let Claudia conceive your child.”

I said, forcing my chin up. He studied me for a long, uncomfortable moment. “We’ve never had halfbreeds, it’s never heard of.” “It’s from my father’s Council orders,” Davorin said again. “We got his message,.” The man leaned back, folding his hands. “And she’s to be your mate?” “Yes she is.” Davorin says. “Then you’ll need to be tested. Placement, skill level, control… all of it.” “Control?” I echoed. His gaze sharpened. “Your hunger, Miss Neemah. We wouldn’t want… accidents, I will send for you when it needs to be done.”

, the other immortal king warned him. "That must be the strength of the treasure, after we kill it we can obtain it", said the immortal king. "It seems that I still underestimate the strength of an immortal king, I think that in order to kill him I will have to try harder", Long Chen took a deep breath and then began to release his power, first [Supreme Will] making even immortal kings feel inferior, Long Chen's will causes even the sky itself to shudder.