My Beloved Immortal Novels & Stories

“You’re still running your mouth even as your body is about to break? I can tell from this angle it won't be long before you die. Tell me, Drogo… you miss being immortal, don’t you?” My jaw ticks. “If you were still immortal, that poison would have no effect on you,” he says. “You’re wrong," I counter. "I don’t miss being immortal. Not with the price that came with it.” My breathing steadies after healing enough. “Those periods of time were replays of what your father did to me. They broke me every day until the goddess sent me mercy.” “I heard you cursed the moon goddess every night. And now you are taking her side?” he asks.

And in that moment, I realized: even for the immortal, love was the rarest treasure of all. "I'm sure you will soon, King Azrael," Bella said like a foreboding prophecy, her voice heavy with a knowledge unspoken.

“I know you’re not something to keep. You’re becoming something huge, and you’ll outgrow this mountain, and that’s good. That’s as it should be. But, if any part of you stays in reach—if you let me, in whatever shape—I want to keep you.” She lay there and let it fill her up. “Then keep me,” she said. “I’m not going anywhere unless I choose it. And I choose—” She reached for his hand in the dark. “I choose this. I choose you. I’ll keep choosing, every day. That’s the only way I know to love something without getting lost inside it.” He lifted her hand and pressed his lips to her knuckles—quiet, certain, like a promise. “Every day,” he said.

“How can I be dead? I still walk. I still speak.” “And yet your heart is silent. You don’t need to breathe, or eat the way mortals do. You are dead. As are we all.” Salem’s eyes became distant, and he suddenly appeared very old. “But according to legend, an immortal’s heart can still beat. It beats when he is in love.” “Has yours ever beaten?”

Oh, my beloved Aurora… What am I to do without you? A slight movement made him look up at once. His mouth fell open as his eyes met with those of his beloved. She beamed, sitting up fully. "I knew you would be in so much pain, you worry excessively. Did you not remember that I am immortal?" Her hands ran through his hair while she smiled brightly. He only became more stunned. Of course, she was immortal. How could he not remember? He pulled her at once into his arms, joyful tears rolling down his face.

My eyes involuntarily searched for the lock Katherine had locked. "You can't find it," Mike said, staring down at me. When he noticed the confusion on my face, he added, "The very next day, I sent a locksmith to unlock Katherine's lock. It was never meant to be locked because"—he lifted his hand, showing the lock of our names—"this love lock was meant to be locked." I crossed my arms around his torso as I hugged him. His arms came around me, pulling me closer to him. "I love you," he whispered as he nuzzled into the crook of my neck.

The immortal noticed her reaction. “He’s sensing you again.” Seraphine stepped back instinctively. “I need to leave.” “Running again?” “I’m not running.” “You literally just stepped backward.” Seraphine shot him a glare. “This conversation is over.” She turned to walk away. Then the immortal spoke again. “You loved him.” She stopped. “Past tense.” Seraphine didn’t turn around. “Yes.” The immortal’s voice dropped slightly. “And you think loving someone again would betray him.” Seraphine’s shoulders stiffened.

“So you mean I will not be able to know what is in that file? the lady look furiously, she instantly move closer to Adax as if she wants to strangle him I Adax stammers seeing how irately the lady is yes, maam Adax finally said something when he sees that the lady stop a little closer to him, he is almost fidgeting, if not that he is good at his work the action of the lady just now could make one shivers, her eyes just now is so void of mercy as if she will kill Adax just keep his cool because he knows his very sure of what he is saying, people that works with the lady already knows how ruthless she could be, it is said that the lady kills mercilessly, so Adax knows if he is not sure of what

Love was one of the holy teachings of his clan. He knew the Book of Love by heart and memorized it from cover to cover. The precious romances of his mighty ancestors stood the test of time and shared their heartfelt passions for the following generations. "Thank you, Sir Quickstep." Althea replied to the bald immortal. She was a bit deterred by the shameless actions of Quickstep. But what was she to lose? She was going to get burned one way or the other. Her stubbornness made her forget her fears as she went to the side of the naked immortal and looked at her mother unflinchingly.

I thought he was obsessed with her that was why he tried to mark her forcibly. "You don't know", Vienna said. "But Fiama has a boon that's only helpful to her mate, not to her" I couldn't understand what they were saying. "What?", I exclaimed. "You're immortal now, Jay", Vienna's words almost forced my jaw to drop in distrust. Immortal? How could I be immortal? "Immortal? How?", I exclaimed. "The one who would mark Fiama the very first time would be immortal. That was her boon. And also, only she could kill that person. Now, at this moment, there's no one who exists on this earth who can kill you, Jay. But she can"