Soul Immortal Novels & Stories

"Worst that happens the bitch dies, best she wakes up an idiot." Summer had to stop herself from laughing at her father's harsh words, neither man had noticed that she had woken up yet and she wanted to keep it that way. "The men will be here soon." Michael huffed, "If she doesn't wake up soon what good will she be for them?" "I'm sure they'd enjoy even if she was asleep." Jackson chuckled. No longer able to remain calm Summer shot up eyes flying open. Looking around she found herself in the hole underneath her fathers house with the devil and and his master.

He had to make sure that Alex didn't live to see tomorrow. "Ummm sir we can't." the subordinate said too scared to explain himself. He had seen higher ranked soldiers get killed for lesser Fuck ups. "What do you mean you can't. I wasn't asking. That is a direct order and if you can't make it happen. I know a lot of Gods who would love to take your place once I burn your body." The God said causing the subordinate to cry out. "Sir I'm not saying I can't, I'm saying it's impossible. He is truly immortal now. Mazaya did the emergency soul bond spell and now he can never die." The subordinate said, if he could pee he would've definitely went on himself already.

As long as the Zandorian World Will was alive, the planet would be fine; and General Siwa knew more than the lot of this planet, just how much it took to destroy this spirit. “An Immortal Spirit is an immortal spirit indeed. A blast that would have destroyed even high class planets and broken their World Wills could only wound you. Not only that you managed to protect the planet in such a weakened state. This really is the Promised Land.” General Siwa’s compliment was an insult to the World Will. It shook in rage, but didn’t do anything. Rather, it couldn’t do anything. It was a spirit. Without its master its power was limited. And everyone knew that its master was no more.

As you know most True Blood wolves are immortal, right? Every word that tumbled out of Earl's mouth left me wishing he would shut up. Curiosity killed the cat and it sure as hell allowed Earl to continue on with whatever it was he was ranting on about. ''Mmh." I hummed. ''Well, Terror is also immortal but when he was born, he was born of spirit without any subconscious to take up and as you know wolves who are born of spirit are very powerful. It took Terror a very long time to find a subconscious worthy of his power.''

The old man could not help but click his tongue and said arrogantly, “Listen up, boy. I’m Cedric Yule, the Skyspring Sage. In life, I was a top-tier late Aureate Immortal. However...” Cedric’s voice suddenly dimmed. “I was ambushed by two Immortal Realm kings while searching for secret treasures in the Upper Realm, resulting in my death. Now, only the remnant of my soul remains to drift in the mortal world. For countless years, I’ve been absorbing spiritual energy in Wraith Valley to ensure my soul survives, clinging to life.” A soul remnant of an Aureate Immortal! Andrius was secretly shocked. Aureate Immortals were far more powerful than Primal Immortals. They were the true rulers of the I

Adrian was left speechless by Soulnascent's information, and Lexie, frustrated, pinched Soulnascent's ear. In response, Soulnascent mentioned a final method: sacrifice. Any law could be fueled by life force, implying that if every life had value, it could be used in this context. She also pointed out that while an immortal might seem to have only one element, this was just the most prominent attribute of their body. In the Spirit Domain, this notion had long been discarded. An immortal consisted of various attributes like gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, space, time, and fate. This diversity explained why every life was considered a miracle. Sacrificing many lives could improve

He just conjectured that they were unkillable before but sadly, that belief had been shattered by what Madame Ais had told him yesterday. "What's an immortal, Madame Ais?" Maru decided to get help. "They are existences who have achieved the rank of a Level 8 Cultivator, Maru. Being an immortal means that time can no longer touch their souls, giving them unlimited lifespan inside their current realms." Madame Ais replied promptly. "Okay." Maru said and he doubted that he could explain that to his sister since he was also grasping at the meaning of those words. "Really, brother!? But for how long?!" Uwyn asked and looked at Maru like he knew every answer to her questions.

Oh my beloved, now I can trust that admiration is not a mirage. Thanks for giving me the sight of God's most beautiful creation. Which retainer needs to attend a crusade if they get your accommodation. My colorless life is now fully colored, more than the rainbow. The meaningless soul is expected to be this divine soul's shadow. After being feast on those eyes, my existence is triumphant now. Realm of beauty, I want to present myself to you as a bestow. <><><><><><><> Hello readers, Welcome to my first book 'Soul'

“But you said it so yourself, I’m a terrible person.” I’m too fired up to police what comes out of my mouth. “Do it, hurt me.” He takes a few threatening steps toward me, which I match backward, ensuring I’m nowhere near the cliff edge. It would be so simple for him push me of and allow me to have the same Fate as Jasper. “You shouldn’t play with an immortal like that,” he warns, his tone sinister. “Don’t you know, we don’t have souls.” From behind me, I hear the sudden sound of someone clearing their throat.