King Of Immortal Tithe Novels & Stories

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?"

Korrine spoke until she was cut off by a tall, red haired girl walking into the office to hand her a vanilla envelope. "Thank you, Alana. Now, Your Majesty, this envelope is for you. It has informative reading materials on my pack, as well as outlines the benefits of having my pack become a part of your kingdom. There's also two checks inside. One is an equity tithe, just to help even out the tithes that you haven't received from Stone Hill Creek over the years. The other is a quarterly tithe. While I may not have been Alpha for the first quarter of this year, this pack will still spend the majority of this year under my leadership. Therefore, I wanted to ensure that you began receiving quar

The silver light below the crypt pulsed again. Stronger. Like a heartbeat. Lucien continued carefully. “He became obsessed with immortality. With preserving the throne forever. The bloodlines rebelled against him eventually.” Liora frowned. “And they imprisoned him beneath the throne?” “Yes.” Thomas looked deeply offended by history. “You people really buried an immortal king underground and then built kingdoms on top of him?” Nobody answered. Because another sound rose from below. Not a voice this time. Movement. Heavy movement. Something shifting deep beneath the throne vault.

"There's no rush or need to panic. That old friend of mine, the little prince, the older brother of the last emperor of the Fallen Crimson Dynasty… he had a kind heart. "When we were kids, we played cockfighting and wandered the Luminous Palace together—he would let me have everything. So I believe that even after His Majesty's passing, he would still agree to my request!" The puppet's voice sharpened with fury. "Stanley, I told you! The Elixir of Immortality is a sacred relic! It cannot be given away. It belongs to the royal bloodline—to me!"

Agent screamed, his voice echoing through the hallway, shaking the entire building. He wanted to scream more. He could now see what healing him had cost King. The idiot tom had given his last life to keep Agent alive. He'd given up everything for a broken excuse of a no-fur whom he would never see again. Because, as an immortal, Tricksy knew what happened to a god who died. There would be no afterlife reunion. No chance to box him about his stupid ears. King would be thrown into reincarnation immediately, all of his soul memories buried and inaccessible. He would not know Tricksy or his mortal shell of Agent if he ever saw them again.

Blade shrugged but that wasn't his business at the moment. Mr. Williams annoyed by his words, raised his stick and hit Blade on the head, "What's even strange is how a human who got the immortal punishment seduced s fairy and made her do unimaginable things. Maybe I should have just made your face ugly as your punishment then" Mr. Williams glared at Blade who shrugged.

'' Lyra i can save you , i can even if your body is no more i can still bring you back by summoning your soul and transfer it onto someone else's body '' he said to her whispering in her ear . '' I will try everything no matter what it takes '' he said to her . Then he closed the coffin and went back to research about wasteland again . According to wasteland , whoever stays there can gain supernatural powers and there was some records of the philosophers stone and elixir of life which can give eternal youth and life . Later after two days , it's finally full moon . Arthur was waiting for that night . He went out into the evening waiting for full moon by the side of the lake .

As the contemporary sun goddess of Saffronesia, she only had four immortal crowns. Was the young man named Chad a true god of Hacniane? With a sinister smile, Chad broke free from the Eiten Mirror's control and kicked Mixulla away. "Sun Goddess!" Sten roared, revealing an immortal crown behind his head. As a warrior of the Divino school, he was the first to reach the status of martial immortal since the reformation of Saffronesia. The so-called martial immortal was equivalent to the earthbound immortal of Hacniane's Mystic.

The Immortal shook his head slowly. “No.” Seraphine frowned. “But the messenger said” “He serves the First Immortal.” The room went silent. Seraphine felt the weight of that realization hit her all at once. “You’re telling me…” Her voice dropped. “…that the First Immortal isn’t the king.” “No.” The Immortal’s eyes darkened. “He’s just the general.” A cold wave ran through her. “Then who’s the king?” For a moment, the Immortal said nothing.

Haldir asked as his eyes darted around his rickety hovel. Michael gave Haldir an apologetic look of understanding because he'd had a similar gift bestowed on him many, many millennium ago. "You will live among the Others in their world. Since you can never really be like them because you were born of human blood, the gods gifted you immortality. No weapon ever used against you will succeed, you will not age and you will never know illness." Haldir laughed out in his raspy, throaty way. "That is quite a gift."