Name Meaning Immortal Novels & Stories

Concern was dripping out of them. “Forget not who I am and what I can do,” Cetus knew exactly what that meant. And for the first time in the immortal being’s life, he could not be more grateful for the fire king’s infatuation with his daughter. “Then what of the children’s names,” Arethusa asked, it was one of the most important events in an immortal being’s life. The name that they carried for all eternity influenced their abilities and the way they lived. Nereus spoke, “Their mother should name them, and that is the last I would hear of it,”

He liked the name 'Moriah', so he decided to wipe his real name off for ever. "You will not win against me, Hadassah," he shook his head. "I have risen again, you are nothing compared to my power. My existence was prophesied and also," he waved his hand at the dead bodies and blood. "These lives were also prophesied, they were meant to be dead," he grimaced like a beast. "There is nothing which can stop me, because I AM THE LORD OF LIFE! I am immortal and I CAN NOT BE KILLED!"

“How then do you intend to rule forever if you have no successors to continue your name?” Nikjin grinned widely, looking very impressed with himself. “Only people who die need successors, not me. I am immortal.”

Chapter 68: Godly Treasure. "So despicable," Ryan mumbled. "What is an immortal?" KuLaa asked. She already had an idea but preferred to get more explanation from Madam Su. She believed that Madam Su knew more than the texts she had read. In fact, most of what she had read and what Madam Su was saying were conflicting. "Immortal is a level of cultivation. Humans cultivate to become immortals and Immortals cultivate to become gods. Both immortals and Gods can't die of natural causes. Someone stronger than them is the only thing that can kill them."

He said with urgent concern. "Yes My Lord." I replied him and walked away. ELLANDRIA I woke up and met myself in a different place. It was all white and saw tombs everywhere. Am I also dead? I walked closer and saw that it was the Legendary Tomb of Past Heroes of the Human Race. I walked closer and saw a tomb that had ONIL engraved to it. It seemed like my ancestor's. But why am I here? Wasn't it meant for men only? Just then someone came out of it.

“Hmm, Morgana. I should have known.” “Morgana? Her name is Victoria.” I say and Gisele smiles kindly at me. “No, Joshua. Her given name is Morgana. But, just like all immortals, she has changed her name numerous times to blend into the mortal world. Not to mention, names have power. Knowing a witches true name, gives you power other don’t. I am her crone, the crone of crones. I know everyone’s true name because I am the one to keep them in line.”

“In the spirit of our kingdom’s heritage and the strength of our ancestors, we have chosen a name that embodies resilience and grace, a name that will guide our child as they forge their own path.” A hush fell over the room as we announced the name, a name that resonated with our pack’s history and the hopes we held for our child’s future. “We name you Athena, after the wise and powerful goddess who represents wisdom, courage, and justice. May you carry her spirit within you and honor the legacy of our kingdom.”

“It’s going to take a while to get used to that.” After a beat of silence, I mutter, "Why is he so cold?” “You mean Drogo?” I nod slowly, staring at him. “I know he is a lot for any sane person to handle. He is cold, detached, ruthless. He has always been like that ever since I met him, but I can assure you that is not all he is.” “Is he really immortal? Why is he cursed?” “Long story, Isolde. And it’s not mine to tell,” he says softly.

The hardening between his legs, the way his fangs elongated just from her scent, alerted him to just how inviting she was to him. She felt it to. The heavy scent of her arousal wafted towards him, pungent yet sweet. Ripples of desire washed over her flesh, cheeks flushing. Yet, she denied it. Of course she would. They had only just met. Being immortal, Malik had learned long ago that life was fleeting. It was best to simply take what you wanted, when you wanted it. But with Annabelle, Malik found himself unable to take what he desired from her. He ached to hear words of acceptance fall from her tongue. Until that moment, he would do nothing to break her.

, the patriarch of the universe, the one who created and named each star in the galaxies. It is said, that he created them because he was lonely. None of us know where he is now, but we do know that he is watching us from somewhere with a beautiful view. Calling him my grandfather would not be wrong, since he is the father of the Evermores, and the Evermores are our parents. We, Immortals, are not a very populous race, as it is difficult for the Evermore to have children. Therefore, it is difficult for us to have children with each other.