My Immortal Meaning Novels & Stories

The most powerful immortals but, they died just to provide what their love desires. “So this is how you wanted to end your love?” the red flame fairy asked but the couple won’t be able to answer anymore. “Nooooo!” The fairy quietly watched as the girl mourned on her parent’s death. Hugging the red clothes they used to wear as they turned into ashes, Latina started to feel scared. She tried to kill herself many times, her blood filled the cracks inside the cave yet, she remained alive. That was the time when she realized, the blood within her was once her parents’. Lonely and hopeless, she curled her body and closed her eyes. Latina chose to sleep for life than to be alone and awake in the da

“A dhampir to be precise.” I didn’t even know what to do with that word. Dhampir. It didn’t feel like it belonged to me. It felt like the kind of word you read in an old, dusty book you’re not supposed to be touching. “Which is an illegal creation,” the enforcer added, his voice sharp enough to cut glass. His lip curled when he said it, like the truth of my very existence left a bad taste in his mouth. “Illegal?” I blinked at him. “But that doesn’t even make sense!”

I didn’t know how to explain it, so I just said, “He is a murderer.” “Well, he is the Immortal King. What did you expect?” Lena now said and I looked at her confused like she thought it was normal for someone to kill someone else. “I think what Lena is trying to say is, that the immortals are known for their brutality and force. I know you haven’t been raised to know their ways and I think you need to see it from an immortal’s point of view as normal.” Aunt Beverly said but she had no clue what I witnessed before my eyes or the fact of what happened because of his actions.

I'm not interested in that but I just asked. Grandfather shook his head. "The king does not age even in the mortal world he will live forever. But we who became immortal because of his blood cannot do that." He answered me. I blinked. Does that mean I will get old when I return to the Philippines? Probably, I was immortal, but that was because of Elijah's blood. I was turned into a human after rebirth but I reversed back again into being an immortal. "Grandpa, do you know that I have returned to immortality?" I asked him again. I don't know if he knows or not.

Their kings and queens are the most powerful immortals in all of Wysteria. They are called immortals because they do not die and do not age like normal people. They can be killed at will and murdered. There is no old man to be found in Wysteria. Most of the citizens of each kingdom also live richly, but there are places in each kingdom where simple citizens live, and simple life is enough for them.

“If she’s a Goddess, that makes her immortal.” Azrael’s grip on me tightened—not painfully, but with a sudden, instinctive need. My breath caught. I had never actually thought about that. Immortal. Azrael is already immortal… and now so am I. That means we’re equals. That means we will walk through centuries together, side by side.. for eternity. A warmth bloomed in my chest, spreading through me. Azrael lowered his head, brushing his lips against my temple as if he was thinking the same thing.

"Sadly I cannot answer that question. But you will see soon enough. I promise that I will always be around to help. " "Do we become Dragon Kings like him?" "No," she said. That discouraged them. "You will become even better." Then the two looked at her in disbelief. "Do you know what it is like being immortal? It is not the inability to die but to not feel anything. Hakja lived that kind of life and feels nothing, no greed or motivation. Even if such a threat that could destroy him appears before him, he would more likely accept it than face it. The reason he is doing this is because I asked him to at this point. The two of you are mortal but you have create bonds, relationships, attachments

Life of an immortal is both easy and hard. Easy because you have unlimited resources, you were born in a wealthy family; well almost every immortal is rich. Hard because you rarely see another immortal, you follow certain sets of rules which I have disobeyed since I met someone. You can’t even marry the one you love most – especially if it is a mortal. You cannot mingle with their lives. If they were born a mortal, let them live and die as a mortal. Infusing a pure immortal’s blood, loving an immortal and creating offspring with it are a few that prohibits us to do. Doing those makes a new set of life – the hybrids.

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."

(IMMORTAL) “MY TWELVE GUARDIANS AND HOLDER OF THE GODS AND GODDESS. ME WHO IS THEIR PLEDGE MAIDEN AND THE BLESSED DAUGHTER OF THE HEAVENS. WE WILL NOT GET OLD, EVEN IF THE YEARS WILL PASS BY. OUR AGE WILL STOP AT EIGHTEEN FOR OUR LINE IS IMMORTAL, SO THAT WE CAN PROTECT THIS WORLD.” “Immortal.” Whispering the word more than once and many times within the day, she excitedly prepares everything that she needed as her isolation and lies of being dead is what everyone knows about her, and that very word is the title she is now holding.