Semi-immortality Novels & Stories

"But everything changed, there's one kingdom who seized them out of greediness." "What do you mean seized?" I asked her. "They got rid of them on the land," the village healer's eyes grew mad. "King Hydrae ordered Thud to slaughter every immortal. He ordered that no one should live---," I cut her words. "Do immortals die?" "Of course, they do through decapitation. That's what the Aquans did," she narrated. "They were strong you said. How were they decapitated?" It confused me.

Johan piped up. Harlow nod at Karina, and smiled at Johan. An immortal never truly dies, unless their killer knew what to do to make sure they stay die. They would reborn again each time, but that meant their mates would have to wait until they were of age.

I control them all to some degree. Kai and I were born as necromancers, an ability that used to have to be mastered and earned. Dad had to learn how to become a necromancer. He died and had to bring himself back to life. I’m glad I got to skip that part. I was born with all the necromancer's abilities, such as controlling death, talking to spirits, and immortality. That’s why eighteen feels like a blimp to me. A moment in time that I will forever have. I won’t age past eighteen. This is the end of the line for me regarding aging. I’ve always been immortal, but I stop aging now. I’m technically a year younger than my mom, who has been stuck at the age of nineteen since she became my dad’s fam

Human in appearance. Weapon in purpose. “Your ancestors were designed,” the figure said quietly, “to counterbalance immortality. Your blood does not simply heal. It corrects.” Seraphine watched as scenes played out immortal beings wounded, dying, resurrected by glowing hands like hers. “When an immortal is healed by your blood,” the figure continued, “their existence is rewritten. They are bound more tightly to life. More real. More… mortal.” Her breath shuddered. “So when I saved Lucien…”

she objected. "How ironical, that the tree of life should be hidden in a place of death and torment," he mused. "No one survives more than an hour in the realm of the immortals, you'll be stuck forever unable to leave. It is more or less like dying," she argued. "I have done it before, I can do it again," he drawled calmly.

He followed suit and was soon seated beside her. She closed her eyes and heaved a deep breath before nodding. "It reminded me of how short life is. We might grow old enough to actually be like immortals. Heck, some people are able to achieve immortality but there's always an end to everything. In death. It doesn't have to be physical death. Heck, immortals die a thousand times while still living."

The leader stepped forward again, "Power. If you know the story...we are cursed men, Alpha Xander. We need to gain power in order to break our curse of immortality." "Most men would kill to possess the power of immortality." The leader looked dazed slightly. His eyes glazed over as if he were reliving a memory of some kind, "There are many different types of immortality, Alpha Xander. Our immortality comes with rules. The witch has made it near impossible to find our true mates, we cannot bear offspring, we cannot help but have this urge to be evil. We are immortally damned. We gain territory because it is power...if we get enough...we can break our a curse and we will be at peace. If that m

“We can be together and not worry about me aging. I can be with you for eternity. Both you and Ruby…” “But what about our child?” Joseph asked, still eyeing Emmet carefully. “Would that mean our child will be immortal too.” “If our suspicions are correct, then your child will be the Heavenly Light. So, yes. They would have to be immortal as well,” Emmet said. “They would also be a hybrid. A cross between a vampire and a witch,” Esme further explained. “So, there’s a definite chance that all your children will be immortal. 25 is usually the time that immortals stop aging because that’s the age of full maturity and growth.”

“Seriously what’s wrong with you?” “That is why I still think being immortal is a curse not a blessing. What’s the use of living for hundred or thousands of years if all you could do is watch people close to you disappear and then remember that for another decade, century or generation. It’s not like we can die whenever we want. It’s not like we can do what mortals do; suicide.”

“The loser is the ugly one.” She invited the wrong girl. Zaya got there before she could take three steps on the stairs. “That’s unfair!” My daughter laughed while walking to her room. “Mina,” I asked her to watch over Zaya. I went to my library and sat on my favorite chair. Soon, Hella came in and sat next to me. “What was that?” “I don’t know,” “You looked bothered,” “I am, she said Zaya’s immortal. Only pure ones could have that immortality, Zaya can’t be immortal.” No matter how I said that. I couldn’t find it assuring as it should be.