The Bored Immortal Novels & Stories

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 he likes you, apparently." I'm not sure why, although Hale is known for being unpredictable. Larsen grins, flashing his perfect white teeth. "Because we are both tortured souls. How about you?" "Doesn't matter. I need sleep," I sigh. Tonight, I don't want to be entertaining a powerful Noble. I start toward my bedroom, wanting nothing more than to crawl under the covers and bundle up away from all these overwhelming men. "Death is a strange concept for me, as an outsider. Mortals die, they serve a sentence in another Realm ran by a tyrant immortal pureblood, and then emerge here, in the immortal realm where they can live out a long existence until their eventual death."

The Immortal Emperor roared and shouted angrily, "Everyone, why don't you help me?" The Immortal Emperor shot backward like a bolt of lightning. Then, a terrifying thing appeared. In the starry sky behind him, ripples surged, and another White Jade Bone Claw tore open a rift in the void. The Immortal Emperor shot backward rapidly. However, it was too late for him to react. He was sent flying straight into the rift in the void. That terrifying rift was like the bloody mouth of an enormous ancient beast. The Immortal Emperor was swallowed. The rift rapidly closed and disappeared.

GINGER "How are things going?" Tyler asked after I'd been doing my job for a couple days. "Really good, actually!" I replied cheerfully. "So you don't mind all the tedious data entry?" "No, not at all, actually! The stuff I'm learning is so interesting. Like, I always thought werewolves were immune to almost anything, but there are all these crazy things that can happen to them. Like one doctor observed a werewolf that stopped being able to heal quickly, except when there was a full moon. The doctor decided the guy had bad blood, and they actually ended up chopping off his balls so he couldn't reproduce and pass on the defect."

“Imagine, please, that you receive a private message “would you like to come together and destroy a small village, or maybe spread a small black plague. It has become an app for very strong and bored supernatural beings looking for each other. Many miss the days when mortals fell on their faces in awe of our power. When human sacrifice was taken for granted. Remember that tsunami a couple of years ago? It was a BM couple having too much fun." "BM?" I looked around the bar, but no one needed me. "Immortal Match. The death toll was too high. They're closed." Meg's eyes also flickered to the other patrons. "Where is your demon? I thought he was supposed to be here to guard you?"

Bastion opened the door and lowered his head to walk through keeping his eyes before him. Following behind him, Raven and her mama stole glances at each other in assurance they should continue following him. Neither of them were sure they weren’t being taken to their demises. “Bastion,” Alexandre whimpered, “Where are you taking us?” “Look.” Bastion pointed his long thick finger towards the other side of the room. There. The men that got away that day. Well the skeletons of them. But they had a tether to them. It looked like a spell bag hanging from each of their spines hanging over their rib cages. Bastion said some quiet words and the bones came alive as their spirits filled their dangling

After he took a clumsy bite of his sandwich, Bose said through sloppy open-mouthed chews, "Now that you and Haldir found each other, you'll be popping off to that other world." Mory took a sandwich from the stack and bit onto the edge. Chewing slowly as she looked at Bose, Mory thought for a moment. Bose and Haldir were pretty chummy and he probably knew more about the old Viking than anyone. "Yeah, I guess so. But, uh, not right now. I just got here. It should be great though, huh?" Bose waved his uncoordinated hand towards her as he stuffed another bite in his mouth. "Can you imagine living forever? I mean how crazy is that? You fucking supernaturals are so lucky."

"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.

Now he was coming, the thought made her shudder with trepidation. It was rare for there to be any problems with prerogatives, and even in the event that there were, reapers were equipped to deal with them on their own. In the rare cases that problems occurred; it was usually just some soul refusing to move on and deciding to haunt the living. Those cases were called Spector protocols and more often than not, the reapers would just let the soul become ghosts.

As it fills the room, I feel the pain in exchange of travelling through time and for my immortality. I felt needles piercing my body, my skin felt like peeling. My mortal body was once again becoming immortalized. Tears filled my eyes , I'm crying because of the pain. The pain of being alone. As the blinding light fades, so did the piercing activities in my body. We're still in the room, Leana was hugging an older version of her son and a grown Dante. I fell down to my knees, though very weak I was able touch her shoulders and said, "Leana, we're safe."