The Great Immortal Novels & Stories

Jeremy being quiet all through stepped forward and said, "I have. I've learnt about it." Now all attention was transferred from Alisa to him, so he went on, "During my search for my mother's death I came across I think this, in a book. It explained of a real immortal first noticed I think a thousand or two years ago. No weapon has been discovered to kill a real immortal." "Great, that means I can go and kill that bitch right away," William said. "Not just yet Willie," Alisa held his hand. "Stygian is ancient, smarter and the most powerful of all witches. And if she knows you're alive she'll find a way to put you down, us along."

He said with urgent concern. "Yes My Lord." I replied him and walked away. ELLANDRIA I woke up and met myself in a different place. It was all white and saw tombs everywhere. Am I also dead? I walked closer and saw that it was the Legendary Tomb of Past Heroes of the Human Race. I walked closer and saw a tomb that had ONIL engraved to it. It seemed like my ancestor's. But why am I here? Wasn't it meant for men only? Just then someone came out of it.

But I never expected that after regaining my hearing, the first thing I heard wasn't you telling me you loved me or you saying 'I do' at our wedding. "Instead, the first thing I heard was you and Camilla in the next room, flirting and making love. In these past two weeks, I've broken down, but I found peace in the end. I finally understood that there was no such thing as eternal love. "I'm grateful that you once appeared in my life. But in my next life, no, for all my lifetimes, I never want to meet you again." By the time Eric reached the third line, he was already crumbling.

They were around fifty, wandering around the world, living among the human just as the perfect human, still waiting for the sacrifice that could lead them to the path of eternal afterlife to heaven. ********* Author's note. Hello everyone !!! So, here is the completion of the second part of the story, The Immortal Love. Third part is on the way. You can find me on instagram as @Rosechrys5996. Do follow me to know more about my works and to chit chat with me. Trust me, I am a good speaker on chat, hehe. So, stay tuned and stay happy and healthy everyone. Thank you clicking the story and reading it. *******

“Precisely like the grim reaper, only more dangerous and hateful,” He said. “Damn, that was a lot. Wait, how do you know all these?” She eyed him, “and if my memories serve me right, Az is a god.” “Only after he ascended to godhood.” He shrugged, like it was the plainest truth out there, “Also, we immortals have the best information network,” he said proudly, “I don't think there's any race that beats it.” His voice was smug.

The crowd burst into an uproar. "Samuel, that's Samuel. Damn it, I'm going to crack it." "He didn’t die in the endless abyss, neither did he die in the catastrophe? Is this guy immortal?" "Yes, it's simply a miracle. I've never admired anyone in my life, but this guy is indeed worthy of my pride for him. He's awesome. He neither died in the endless abyss nor in the catastrophe!" "What does it mean that he didn’t die in the Heavenly Tribulation? It means that this guy may have already jumped over the Eight Wilds Realm and become an Individual Immortal!"

Gideon had firmly set his sights on obtaining these two divine flames. "Marshal Snow," Jandial called, pulling Gideon from his thoughts. Gideon responded, "Your Highness, please proceed. What kind of great danger lurks in Mount Immortal?" Edric confessed, "Honestly, it's been decades since we last ventured to Mount Immortal. We were young then and barely escaped with our lives." "The exact nature of the great danger is elusive. Overall, Mount Immortal seems to harbor a mysterious power," he explained. Freddie chimed in, "There are numerous terrifying beings in Mount Immortal, including peak-level beast lords, possibly more than one."

“They fought him together. Valerius with fang and claw, blade and fury. And the Primarch, with everything magic had ever taught us. Their battle lasted days.” “And they won.” A breath leaves me in a rush. Relief surges in my chest—until Eleanor’s face hardens. “Or so they thought.” I go still. “They brought him down. His body torn. His power quiet. But then…” She shakes her head slowly. “He got back up.” A chill rips through my spine. “He was immortal. Not just long-lived—truly immortal. They would kill him—only for his body to reform, stronger, whole again. Valerius and the Primarch were powerful, but mortal. They could bleed. They could tire. He could not.”

Charlie was crying from happiness, witnessing how lucky Cass was from that explosion. "I can't die, Charles. Even if you hit me with a brick, I won't die." Cass answered. "Stop joking! We are at war, anyone can die from this!" Charlie said. Cass stared at him and the crew. "I'm serious. I'm an immortal, and I'm 1,999 years old already." Charlie snickered. "You're joking again, Cass. That is good, you're well and you're trying to ease us up."

“You’re still running your mouth even as your body is about to break? I can tell from this angle it won't be long before you die. Tell me, Drogo… you miss being immortal, don’t you?” My jaw ticks. “If you were still immortal, that poison would have no effect on you,” he says. “You’re wrong," I counter. "I don’t miss being immortal. Not with the price that came with it.” My breathing steadies after healing enough. “Those periods of time were replays of what your father did to me. They broke me every day until the goddess sent me mercy.” “I heard you cursed the moon goddess every night. And now you are taking her side?” he asks.