The Immortal Invincible Novels & Stories

Arguments happened—quiet and deep—about immortal sects or mushrooms (the only vegetable he reliably remembered to grow, apparently). She learned he didn’t laugh often, but when he did, it was open and unguarded, like it surprised him. She found out he’d been exiled—not officially, but in every way that mattered—because he refused to hide a cultivation discovery that could help rootless cultivators. He lost everything for that choice. She learned he knew about every bruise she’d had even without asking, because he paid attention, and checked in about them the way you talk about old injuries—not to poke, just to know which doors not to open carelessly. One night, sitting there, she realized sh

“It must be her. There is no one else.” Even if I am the target of her vengeance. I closed my eyes, remembering the rage in her eyes after I dragged her from Casimir’s quarters, the fire that consumed my wing, her utter indifference to my injuries. She knew. She had pieced together my immortality and traced it back to the witch purge three centuries ago. “By the time she is strong enough to perform the ritual, she won’t just break the curse, she’ll have your blood spilled across the walls of this manor,” Andreus hissed, his eyes blazing. “I will not stand by and watch it happen again!”

“I won’t let him do anything to you.” “What are you going to do?” she asks. “How are you going to stop him?” I narrow my eyes at her. “I’m trying very hard not to be offended right now. He’s just an Alpha, and I captured him.” “He's not just an Alpha. He is my..." she can't bring herself to actually say it. "He is an immortal Alpha.” “Immortal doesn’t mean unkillable.” “How?” she asks, and finally sinks to her knees, driving her little fists hard into the floor, cracking her knuckles and splitting the skin open. “How could he do this to me?”

I tell her and she pulls me into a big hug and then pulls away and says, “Shit they are going to kill each other.” I knew exactly what she was talking about. We both began to race through the sand to the sidewalk and then it happened. A large black van stopped in our path and four large men with masks on jumped out of the van and grabbed us. Emily and I tried fighting them off but they were too strong as they threw us in the back of the van and shut the door. Emily moved to me wrapping her arms around me like she was protecting me from them. “Leave her out of this. She isn’t one of us.” Emily said to the men and I realized that the men that took us were immortals just like herself and now me

"No.. I mean master... I'm just happy to see your God gave you, I mean immortals." "Nice!" He complimented Butt. "We will unbox this heaven-sent box! Don't you know Gods differed from Immortals?" He asked. "Immortals?" Butt is sure curious. "Yes! That God of mine is an Immortal!" "Ah..." (Author: Poor Butt you're fucking SCAMMED by this idiot.) "Now.... we will unbox The Immortal Artifact!" He called. 'I hope this is the heavenly sword artefact in the legend! Please....please give me a fucking sword.'

He liked the name 'Moriah', so he decided to wipe his real name off for ever. "You will not win against me, Hadassah," he shook his head. "I have risen again, you are nothing compared to my power. My existence was prophesied and also," he waved his hand at the dead bodies and blood. "These lives were also prophesied, they were meant to be dead," he grimaced like a beast. "There is nothing which can stop me, because I AM THE LORD OF LIFE! I am immortal and I CAN NOT BE KILLED!"

For a moment, Vance doesn’t speak as he considers Damien’s question, and when his face falls, I know that I’m not going to like what comes next. “His body was impenetrable.” There it was, but that didn’t mean that I would accept defeat so easily. “There has to be something that can penetrate it; nothing and no one is invincible.” Even we, as immortals, had our weaknesses. It took a single ray of sunshine to turn us to ash, and bodies of water were uncomfortable to pass. So just like us, there had to be something that the bastard lizard was weak to. “There is one thing,” Damien begins. “But it hasn’t been seen for hundreds of years.”

Thank you for being with Madison, Aleister, Mallory, Hunter, Farkas, Ahina, Roberto and everyone else! Battle of the Immortals officially signing off!

Blade shrugged but that wasn't his business at the moment. Mr. Williams annoyed by his words, raised his stick and hit Blade on the head, "What's even strange is how a human who got the immortal punishment seduced s fairy and made her do unimaginable things. Maybe I should have just made your face ugly as your punishment then" Mr. Williams glared at Blade who shrugged.

He tapped the tip of my nose. "You didn't have to fight him." He nodded. "I know, I just love to fight. He gave me an excuse, I couldn't pass it up. Anyway, I'll leave you too alone. Oh, wait, how was the funeral?" "It was… a funeral," Simon said dryly. "So you know… not too good." "Someone was really mean to me," I whined. "Want me to kick his ass?" He asked jokingly. "It was a girl. Yzza Lambino," Simon said.