Semi-immortality Novels & Stories

Those cases were called Spector protocols and more often than not, the reapers would just let the soul become ghosts. There was no protocol for what Lisa had just seen. She had never heard of anything like that happening in all her time as a reaper. Humans were born, they lived and they died, the end. That was the iron law of the universe that every human was subject to without exception. Of course, some could get lucky and survive fatal incidents but no one was so lucky that their wounds instantly healed. Something was definitely up and Lisa had a feeling she wouldn’t like what came next.

Their silver-blue ember glowed in the central brazier, a promise that truth and love endure beyond every trial. Author’s Note Eternal Embers was inspired by my fascination with hidden societies, the power of choice, and the alchemy of art. I hope Isabelle’s sketches and Alexander’s courage encourage you to discover then rekindle the embers within your own story. .

And I had the horrible feeling it was watching me closely. “You don’t have to look like yo’re walking to your own execution,” Davorin muttered beside me. I glanced at him. “That’s easy for you to say. You’re not the one being shipped off to a world of supernaturals without a clue how to… exist there.” His mouth twitched, but he didn’t smile. “I told you, Ravenhill will be good to you.” “Right,” I said dryly. “Witches, fae, full-blood vampires, wolves… you know, everyone who has an actual place. No halfs, except me.”

No, I wasn't thinking that at all; I was thinking how unfathomable it is to live that long, and she thinks that I'm shocked at my own immortality…because… I'm the daughter of two immortal beings…which would make me immortal. Oh, goddess. I'm immortal. What of Roman? He's a half-werewolf; does that make him mortal? What in the bloody hell will I do? If he only lives 150 years, that's a small fraction of my life, and then I have to face eternity without him?

"Immortality and achieving transcendence." Chad was shocked and asked, "But why is he dead?" Bernard scoffed. "Everyone will die eventually. Only the ones who are immortal will come back to life!" "Come back to life?" Chad was shocked. "Yeah!" Bernard kicked Yael's body and said, "There are pros and cons to that. People who practice immortality will wake up with partial memory loss each time they return to life until they have lost all their memories. Bernard laughed as he looked at Yael's body. "When I met him, he had already forgotten about me. Who knows how many times he has died over the years."

"If the mating is completed, both parties happy, babies are born into the world, and everyone lives happily ever after — that's fantastic, but recently, humans started… dying." "That's what we generally do." Genesis's eyes narrowed. "We don't live forever." "After giving birth to an immortal, you should. You used to." Mason explained. "It's life's final gift… immortality for your sacrifice to us. But somehow, along the way, it stopped working." "Oh." Genesis glanced at me. I looked away. Not wanting her to see my pain. "And how does Cassius fit into all of this?" she asked.

As Reavers, my kin and I possessed a unique gift, immortality. However, this blessing came with a crucial caveat: while we wouldn't succumb to the natural passage of time, we could still fall in battle. My brothers and I were the exceptions to this rule, bound by different circumstances that rendered us virtually unkillable. The rest of our kind, though, could be slain, albeit with great difficulty. Their immortal lives could be extinguished, and in those rare cases a funeral was custom.

She’s not a mommy’s girl nor a daddy’s girl. Askar Is a 17 year old who is Hindu and Immortal. Who cannot be destroyed. His Ancestors' religion is Hindu, which haunts him. He doesn’t quite fit well in his family. It all changes when he gets turned immortal by his human mom who births him.. His life flashes before his eyes seeing his mom die while birthing him will hunt him for all the years he shall live. Sooner than later he is a vampire trying to fit in with the humans. He isn’t like any other vampire, he doesn’t thrust for human blood. He is more disgusted with it, that each time his dad brought home some human for him to try, he would instantly puke it out. But what he really craves is a

"There are rumors scattered through history about him. Some say the same way he blessed himself by blood, he one day became touched, which was why he came to rule for so long. Another rumor that exists comes from one of the titles garnered, that of 'The immortal'. There are those who believe this man truly immortal, incapable of death, and that even after the fall of his people he still walks upon Ayla, meeting people and performing great deeds. Influencing their lives and leaving his marks upon Ayla. Often finding those who are unique, even amongst those that are special, and teaching them arts so old that only one who has lived through time can claim to remember." "And which do you believe

It was impossible for her to completely recover in ten days with her poor healing ability. Esmeray assessed her back closely. Even if her back was healed there were still angry red marks left along her spine from where she was guessing the stitches were removed. Esmeray groaned in annoyance. The marks were going to stay there for the rest of her upcoming eternal life. Any mark or disability caused to a person before freezing into his immortality stayed with him for a lifetime. Just like humans were left with scars after an accident. Waiting to turn into a true immortal sucked. . .