Life Of The Immortal King Novels & Stories

said Chu Xun. "Once an Immortal Emperor, you say? So what was your regnal name then, boy?" Emperor Ao boomed. Chu Xun stared at him, the air about him shifting swiftly as his stature grew more overbearing and imposing as he had become a king who ruled over all the world. Proudly, he declared, "Immortal Emperor Chu, also known as the Immortal Emperor of Blood." "Ohh?" Emperor Ao sounded strangely all of a sudden before he finally said, "Haven't anyone called you a despotic Immortal Emperor before?"

he shouted. " Ahh...my heart feels at ease now. I have seen you all as I wanted to see you, in tears and in blood. You will die in my hand and guess what I will be gaining immortality and eternal life while you will be struggling all alone in this earth," he laughed. " You are diseased. You mind has only a sickness in them ?," said the King. " And, this sick person would be the King. I can finally sit on that throne and I know I can sit on that throne for so long time," he said.

"I took... I took what was needed to keep the light burning. Do you know how hard it is, girl? To keep a kingdom from falling into the weeds?" "You didn't keep it from falling," I snapped. "You pushed it. People are starving out there. Right now, your palace is on fire. Your guards are running away. Your 'light' is burning the world down." The King looked around the room, his gaze wandering over the flickering blue candles. "The light... it needs fuel. It always needs fuel. Selene said... she said the scrolls would show me the way. She said I could live forever. That the kingdom would never end if I just held on tight enough."

he responded, flexing his fingers effortlessly. Turning to the crowd, I mused aloud, “Imagine, if I record the king’s name into my database now, at his age of 30. What if, in a decade, when he is 40, I use his ‘name’ while he is still 30 to reconstruct his body? What will happen?” The king, who had been watching intently, suddenly stood up, realization dawning in his eyes, “That means, we can be immortal!”

"You will have to give a sacrifice for that. A dear sacrifice. Where you will have to reign over the world, you will have to do something great, sly and wise at the same moment. I fear that your companion is wiser than necessary." "What is it? That I have to sacrifice? I am ready for anything.", king was in way too hurry to know about that, to attain the eternal life. The eye lughed an evil laugh, at the haste that he held inside his heart. "That's the spirit that is needed for it. It's worth the reward. An immortal life, a life where you will reign forever. But, the more the reward, the harder the gamble will be.

the king commanded, his voice quieter, “because of you. I don’t have to ask how your mission went. You are here, alive, and so I can assume our ancient enemy slumbers once more?” I nodded. “He’s back in his coffin. I don’t know what his vassals will do, but most of them surrendered to us.” “I left one of my agents in charge,” Ronan added. “I don’t guess anyone thought to kill the old bastard?” Marcus asked. “It wouldn’t work,” the king said, speaking softly. “He is a true immortal. Even if they had burned him to a cinder, he would only return in a year or so. This is the best way. The slumber will hold him for years. Centuries if we’re lucky. The girl is stronger than her mother, and well mo

"He's a fucking monster, and that's all he is!" "It's not true." Yolanda spoke. "King Adrik is a generous and kind hearted man. He isn't monstrous, he knows who he is—the King of Jivan, and to become the true King, he has to gain power over it first. He is simply ambitious." "Are you actually that blind?" If they really believed that, then I had no hopes from anyone on this entire island because their word was law here. "We are not blind! It's all true. He is immortal now and he will be the King of Jivan soon, it's his destiny to become the King."

I whisper, reading the caption underneath. A history book, not a very new one judging from the yellow, worn-out pages. I grab a chair, sitting next to the fire, abandoning my quest for a bath. "Following the ancient war between wolves and humans, there arose the strongest immortal warrior from the ashes of destruction, forming a secret territory - the Lycan king's secret kingdom." Immortal... I stare down at my bandaged hand. What could an immortal king possibly need me for? The door pushes open. I snap the book shut, looking up as a man walked in, dressed in a white robe, carrying a first aid box in one hand, and a suitcase in the other.

Getting dressed and getting off her last sex partner, she kicked the dust off what was left of each of them and went to take a long shower to get rid of the fluids. He took the communicator from his jumpsuit and contacted the king of the dead. Very interesting, thought a Lich King, king of kings, his race was immune to human diseases, because to begin with, they died a long time ago, but they didn't stay dead, others like him, are eternal, not even when they die, do they stay dead. They are leaders of a sect that promises the end of problems and eternal life, since the Sect itself belongs to a dead man, the dead king who has reigned for thousands of years.

She will be my mate. The Council looked shocked at his words, but no one dared oppose him, power oozed from him. He had waited all his life to challenge and take this Crown, now he was King, the Immortal World was going to do things his way. The Immortal Army was vast, they stretched as far as the eye could see. Immortals of every species stood together before the mighty Dragon King. Standing tall he roared the Viking battle cry breathing fire into the sky, ‘Soldiers of the Immortals. It is better to die with honour than live with shame. To Valhalla this day we ride!’