Mass Effect Fanfiction Immortal Humanity Novels & Stories

Human in appearance. Weapon in purpose. “Your ancestors were designed,” the figure said quietly, “to counterbalance immortality. Your blood does not simply heal. It corrects.” Seraphine watched as scenes played out immortal beings wounded, dying, resurrected by glowing hands like hers. “When an immortal is healed by your blood,” the figure continued, “their existence is rewritten. They are bound more tightly to life. More real. More… mortal.” Her breath shuddered. “So when I saved Lucien…”

The nightmare was over. Thanks to the holy celestials who stopped the war that almost caused the empire's destruction. They distributed healing potions to those who were injured and with the gods' blessings, they were able to revive those who were killed. But the said revival of the dead was only for humans who were involved in the dispute between the vampires and beasts. Ezekiel, the messenger of the gods and goddesses, had to wipe the memories of the bloody war from the human’s mind, to protect the peace. He believed that if humans knew nothing about the existence of other races among them, as long as the blood and beast tribe avoid causing conflicts to one another that will harm the morta

She fanned herself with her hands and I laughed, ignoring my growing red cheeks. “Did you admit that you thought he was cute when he was human?” I asked when I remembered her asking me about him a few weeks ago. “Yes. And I think it reminded him that the stories of what our kind is and isn’t are mostly just that- stories. Transitioning is hard. Unless suicide and murder happens, immortal life was just granted to him. I think he’s just struggling. But realistically, we still keep the majority of our humanity. It isn’t a movie, we can’t turn that part of us off.”

"Love is just something that happens to us, something that comes into our lives without permission." Aphirielle had warned me about Malakar, said a god like him couldn't be capable of love, but I had shunned her off, had warned her never to speak of something like that ever again. I had believed Malakar was the one for me, but how wrong I was. Immorals didn't always get lucky with their hearts. The lucky immortals who had found the second half of their hearts were always with a human. After just a few years the humans die and leave the immoral without the other piece of their heart and soul. How cruel fate was.

Underneath the power of immortality, however, there are flashes of the man who loved me so deeply. I hear a glimmer of it in his voice, traces of my human. It is this flicker of humanity in his voice that is my undoing, making me respond in a way that does not align to my being. “Then he is welcome, too,” I say calmly. “Of course.” Kieran shifts his blazing eyes back to me. He releases the man from his back and readjusts his tattered clothing. He stares at me unabashedly as he does so, raking his eyes down my face, down my torso, and back up again.

I didn't detail the story anymore because it's four books and it might take me a new year before I finish telling the story. "It's a nice story...from the human realm?" Elijah confirmed with me. I nodded. "I like reading their books," I answered him. "Human being is an interesting race," Stefano commented that he was also listening to the story without me even noticing. "You were once human too, Stefano. Maybe you forgot?" I love him. "Excuse you, people are my parents, I was born immortal already so don't judge me." He complains to me that people are low-class. But I can't blame him. A human being is inferior compared to immortals.

he says, putting his hands on my cheeks, trying to soothe me. It's not enough; it's not enough. I can't take ", Well, it should work this way" as an answer. I can't brush it off and do nothing about it. What if it's not how it works? I would live the next hundred years before he starts to age and do nothing about it; it could be too late; there has to be a way to tie his life to- "Amara, he's right. He would have gotten that trait from you if he wasn't already immortal. Demons are rarely mated with other species, but the other species becomes immortal when it happens. Breathe." my father cuts in.

Hello, I want to apologize to all of you for my lack of regular updates to this story. I have had a lot of things going on in my personal life that has been keeping me busy. However, some things have happened and a few circumstances in my life have changed so starting next week there will be more regular updates to the story. I am also pleased to announce some upcoming stories that I will be putting out soon! Rogue's Human Soul: Prequel to Alpha's Human Mate Coming Early 2023

’’ ‘’You need to nullify that plan, kiddo; I am telling you. ‘’Spending time away from them made me realize that being here is dangerous for me,’’ I confessed ‘’Is this the same person that was almost depressed when Darius left? You were just worried a few minutes ago that the immortals would leave you if you told them about the dream.’’ ‘’Well, people’s minds change in seconds, and mine just did. ’’ ‘’Fucking bullshit, and what about your friends?’’ ‘’They have each other; I am the third wheel’’ I muttered

The heavy door of the cryopod slammed shut right in front of my face. Freezing mist instantly enveloped me, blurring everything outside into a hazy smear. I pounded on the reinforced door with all my might until my palms turned bright red from the impact. "Dad! Mom! I didn't mean to! I'll never do it again!" I screamed. "Please, let me out!" Mom's voice cut through the thick walls of the pod. "Oh, now you're sorry? Too late!" she snapped. "Beckett has a fragile constitution. His immune system is much weaker than yours. You stole his high-energy nutrient meals. Were you trying to kill him? You're going to stay in there and think about what you've done!"