My Immortal Novels & Stories

It was less the sharp pain of someone missing and more the quiet warmth of someone still present — the way people who shaped us stay in how we move through the world long after they are gone. She touched the jade tablet on the windowsill. The first thing lit by morning every day. She pressed her fingers to her mother's name. I am getting bonded today, Mama. To someone who sees me. Completely, without editing. I think you would have liked him. He is exact and stubborn and he named his fox Nothing as a form of self-protection and then loved him completely anyway. I think you would have looked at him once and known. You always knew. I am happy. I want you to know that. Not because everything is

“You are alive, and that's enough. You don't need to worry about anything tonight.” “And who said I am worrying about anything?” I step closer, close enough to feel the chill radiating from his immortal body, close enough to see the hunger beginning to burn behind his mesmerizing amber eyes. He wants me. I can see it. I want him too. “Draven,” I call softly, refusing to release his hand. “Don't leave. I want to do this, not because I owe you, but because I want to. Allow me to thank you properly. I want to be your exclusive blood thrall tonight. Use me. Drink from me. Take everything you crave.”

She was betrayed by the man she loved. He intended to use the woman he hated. Lorraine Silvius thought losing her sight was the cruelest thing fate could give her, until she discovered the person she trusted most had been lying to her all along. Determined to uncover the secrets surrounding her mother’s death, she enters the territory of Alexavian Lancaster—the immortal Alpha of the Crimson Pack. A man who has spent centuries despising witches. Bound by secrets, old hatred, and a dangerous attraction neither of them expected, Lorraine and Alexavian must uncover the lies buried beneath centuries of betrayal. Because the closer they get to the truth, the harder it becomes to tel

I demanded, my voice shaking with fury. Azumi looked up, startled. "What are you talking about?" "Did you ever mention that you were immortal?" I asked, taking a step closer. "Did you ever think to tell me that little detail?" Her expression changed, became carefully neutral in a way that made my stomach sink. "How do you know about that?" "So it's true?" I asked, my voice rising. "You are immortal? You've been lying to me this entire time?" "Amara, calm down," Azumi said, standing up slowly with her hands raised. "Yes, I'm immortal. Yes, I've lived a very long time. But that doesn't mean—"

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.

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.

Beads of sweat run down his forehead, and he’s turned pale. “When they were talking in the courtyard…” He licks his lips. “I heard something I didn’t understand then, but I do now.” “What? What is it?” And does he seriously think we have time to stop and have a conversation right now? The new wave of Silver Hunters is probably already in the main building. They’ll reach the pool house in no time at all, and I don’t have what it takes to defeat that many of them. “It’s an old relic.” Alec grabs my shoulder. “It’s all powerful. If they get their hands on it, nothing can stop them. I thought… I thought it was just a legend, that it wasn’t real.”

I would have flipped my shit if he told me when I first came with him. “When I became a necromancer, I had to die, and when I brought myself back to life, I came back immortal. When you became my familiar, you also became immortal.” My eyes go wide. Okay, that’s not something I saw coming. “I know it feels overwhelming, and I should have warned you beforehand, but you were already so overwhelmed I didn’t want to push you over the edge. I know the idea of forever is intimidating. We can give up our immortality at any time and die of old age. Just remember you can still die, Ari. Immortal doesn't mean indestructible. I have to stay immortal for a bit to make sure our kids and grandkids are set

That’s when it hit me that one day I would bury my mom, but it could be thousands of years before I died, if I ever died. He looked at me. “It no longer pains me, it did, and then one day I moved on. It is something you learn to live with as an immortal.” He reached over and wiped a tear from my cheek, a tear I’d not known I’d let slip. “It will hopefully be many years still before you have to face such with your mortal mother, but you have time to prepare yourself. Immortals never know if they will live thousands of years or a short 50 or 60 years, there is no way to prepare for that.” He tucked my hair behind my ear. “Save your tears for when they are needed. You should have full control o