My Beloved Immortal Novels & Stories

He asked and this time around she told him the truth "I love you Diaz,I love you so so much but am mortal and you are immortal.you don't fall sick or die Diaz but I do! Some years later I will start getting old and will finally die Diaz,I will die!!" She yelled as more tears flowed out of her eyes. Diaz stood there dumbstruck as he stared at the beautiful woman crying in front of him. She was right!she was definitely right! He was immortal and she,she was mortal. "Come here Hazel" He whispered pulling her back into his embrace. "I will look for a solution Hazel,I will" He added still hugging her tightly to himself

"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.

"I'll remember our game earlier... forever!" Jack smiled shyly. He turned and faced Mifha and hugged her tightly. "Did I play to impress you so much?" Mitha nodded and then licked Jack's chest which was still open, because the shirt he was wearing had not been fully buttoned. "I'm going to miss this." "Sure, I'm the same," said Jack, starting to get carried away with sensual temptations from Mitha but his mind was no longer calm. Not because of the lust that returned to its peak, but because of other things that still lead to Reo.

"Simple, to create other beings and the first thing he created were the six gods. Ashton, the gods of dragons also known as king of fire. Asmodeus god of the demons and the king of hell, Zachary god of sorcerers. Rosalyn goddess of the vampires and known as the blood queen, and Iris goddess of the fairies. Last of course is Kamaria aka the moon goddess and my mother." Simion and I sat still for awhile processing on what she just told us. I reach over to his hand to hold it to reassure not just him but myself as well. As I touch Simion hand his first reaction was to flinch but calmed down fast when he looked at me. He held my hand tightly. "I'm sorry Skylar but if Kamaria is your mother, then

she smiled and looked straight into my eyes. "They think so?" I frowned and was flattered. Well, I won't deny that. My hands just naturally moved into fighting whenever faced with danger. "It's not surprising, though." The old woman heaved a deep sigh. "Long time ago, the immortals live separately from anyone in this world. They were maybe living independently but everybody respects them, not only because they are powerful but also they are good and generous people," she looked at me. "But everything changed, there's one kingdom who seized them out of greediness."

I was trying hard not to snap at him. “I know. If an immortal falls in love with a mortal, their life after the mortal’s death becomes nothing less than a curse. They lose their will to live, and they start craving death. And an immortal should never crave death because if they do, the pain of their existence becomes unbearable. I know, Raven.” “Yet you’re doing it again! Did you forget how bad it hurt—” “And it hasn’t stopped hurting ever since,” Ezra said with a faint smile. I grabbed his collar, lifting him to his feet and slammed him into the wall.

He says, tears filling his eyes, but Enya chuckle. "Oh my love, there is so much to learn, you are stuck with me forever, unless one of us is killed, we won't say goodbye at all." She says and he look at her confused. "What do you mean?" He ask and she give him a soft kiss. "Phoenix are not that many and due to the times being different inter specie mating was prohibited, so immortality was rare outside of us. But as soon as I mark you, you will become immortal, aswell as our children, you, my love, will be the first immortal dragon to ever live" She says and Folkor's eyes light up

“Yes, I did say that.” Sin intertwines our hands, and leads me closer to the horses. “Today, I will show the entire Kingdom to you.” “It was about damn time.” I speak, playfully, pulling a chuckle out of my King. “Okay, you are still feisty. I see.” “Oh, come on, you will die from boredom without my attitude.” “But I am immortal. I cannot die.” That makes the smile on my face wash off. Realization seeps into me. I am married to an immortal. I am mortal. I’ll die, and he’ll still live.

Endymion himself was as timeless as the first night I found him. Once, he had been mortal—fragile, fleeting, yet radiant in his mortality. I had loved him in that fragility, loved him enough to defy the natural order. I could not bear the thought of watching him wither while I lingered eternal. So, I gifted him the best that I could: eternal youth, immortality of flesh, so that when I came down from my throne of stars, we could still be as we were. It was never enough, yet it was everything I had to give.

"Will you come with me, Kyla? Be my mate, even though I live in the human world?" "Oh yes, yes, yes!" She threw herself into his arms and they kissed, hard and deep. "You said you know someone who can get me papers, right? I can stand beside you and be your real wife?" "Of course." False papers were a part of everyday life among immortals. One of his cousins could arrange that in a matter of hours. "Will you marry me, Kyla? As the humans do? I love you more than life." She already said yes, you brainless fur ball. Now get rid of those...defilers, and then get her some clothing.