Name Meaning Immortal Novels & Stories

Immortality is born of a vampire of the Mohini clan, she is the property of the Mohini clan. “What if I say No?” Augustus frowned, he couldn't give Sharmaine to others, the immortal is someone who can create a vampire super soldier, but the price to create a super soldier is Sharmaine's life. Augustus did not allow anyone to harm Sharmaine. "Then I will kill you." The vampire let out a scream.

"I think not." "Memento mori." Remember your mortality. He declared and he saw the brat's eyes widen; there was no question that they were on equal grounds in terms of prowess though their abilities and strengths differed however the one crux the brat probably never bothered to think upon was that he was immortal and therefore much, much harder to kill as compared to a mortal. "Maranasati." Remember death.

She let Leena decipher the meaning of her words. ~~~~ [Leena] After the scary confrontation with Hades earlier, the gods excuse themselves and Grandmother brought us to her abode. Until now, I still wonder why Luna says that I am immortal like her. I keep thinking about it for some reason, especially the words she said to me. ‘If sacrifices were made by the chosen one. Their soul will come back and will be granted a gift. An eternal life. It means ‘Immortality’ What does that mean? Who is the ‘chosen one’? Isn’t she the chosen one? That’s why she became a goddess, isn’t it? I’m really confused.

He was just looking at me and talking as if he was talking to someone who was on the same level as him. “They said, I must die. That’s why we are being chased, right? Everyone wants me to die, and Mom couldn’t let that happen that’s why they have to fight for me. But they are hurt because of me.” “Everyone in the wild thought that you are an immortal baby, and an immortal baby is a threat to everyone. But you are not. They don’t know that you are not,” said uncle. “Then, why don’t we tell them? Let’s tell them that I am not. Maybe I can talk to them.” I stood up.

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!"

"His name is Bashir, the Supreme Battle Warrior from a special outland organization. Bashir is known to be the strongest among hundreds of organizations in the outlands. On top of that, he's said to be immortal.” Adrian instantly frowned. An immortal? Immortality arts was said to be a power that had existed since ancient times, but he had never met an actual immortal before. Ever since finding the black metal below St. Elmer’s Church, he had suspected that immortals existed. He never expected to have his suspicions confirmed today. "Are you sure?"

“Lancelin.” The way my name whispered out of her lips felt just perfect, like my name was always meant to be for her lips alone. My father had named me Lancelin, which meant servant of the Gods, but at that moment I was willing to be her servant for all eternity. Maybe I was moving too fast, but I had known Sanaya was the one since the first time I had laid eyes on her. In a room full of glamour and dazzle, her light still shines the brightest and it comes from the depth of her soul. I needed that light in my life to thwart away the darkness of ennui that being an immortal brings with it.

“The little prince was hidden away in another realm not even knowing if his mother and unborn sister had survived. That little prince grew to have his own son who was also an immortal.” “But only females can be immortals!” Seneca exclaims almost upset that I had contradicted her beliefs. “That is true, however, the gods work in mysterious ways. So yes, there was another immortal born but no one knows where he is.” Even I didn’t know where this child of immortality was. “What was his name?” She asks now more curious. Thanks to Ascena and her travels between the realms before we shut the gates, she had heard about her brother's son, her nephew, the immortal shifter. “His name is Auroras Boreal

As red as crimson and as deadly as a plague, the name of the immortal sword was Limitless. Limitless could not be broken, neither could it be dented. It required no maintenance like regular blades, and didn’t require the nourishing of the soul like other soul weapons. It was a sword that was as unusual as its origins; and it was the one used by the Heavenly Demon.

“Yes. I still have most of it. I didn’t want to spend it because… it felt like it carried too much meaning. Maybe this is what I was saving it for.” The thought hung between them for a moment before Sienna’s eyes brightened. “So… what do we call this company of ours?” Damon’s gaze softened, thoughtful. “Phoenix.” Her lips parted in surprise. “Phoenix?” “Yes. A bird that resurrects from its ashes. Immortal. Renewal.” He reached across the table, taking her hand. “Just like us. Our love. Our lives. We burned. We fell. But we’re rising again. Stronger.”