The Immortal Invincible Novels & Stories

Siri said as she walked over and sat on the bed next to me. “I thought I would," I admitted as I sat up in the bed and looked at Zander. “The pain of losing you was too much.” I looked at Persephone then. “How did I do all that?” “I have limited power over the earth and weather. The Demon who fathered your father was the original fire Demon, the only other immortal I know of besides yourself who is immune to incineration. Now I believe there is only you. It seems that through your blend of immortal breeds, you may be more powerful than any immortal I’ve ever known,” she said calmly.

Herculia asked. “Who is the next Immortal on our list?” Nicole asked. “Let's see, we’re supposed to find Avia Ignius, the Immortal of Phoenix Magic; Episteme Psyches, the Immortal of knowledge; and Edith Anima, the Immortal of life and light. The moon goddess said these Immortals are easy to find, and we don't really need to do anything. We could just give Daniela a phone call and wait for the other two to cross paths with us,” Mary replied.

“So there’s no other way to find Mr Isimud except through the Tailor?” “No.” “Can he really make someone immortal?” “You’d have to ask him. He’s certainly been alive for thousands of years.” “Thousands of years, is that possible?” “So you doubt my words now, white boy?” “No, no, not at all, I just wondered how that was possible?” “He conjured up some powerful forces and he created something monstrous, something that’s kept him alive ever since.” “Something monstrous?” “Yes, you’re too ignorant to realise, but you’ve already met it. You carry its scent.” Something in the way Vince said this, made Jimmy cold all over.

🔫 "Player 13 is cornered by player 2! Let's see what this player got! Is she really worth the $100,000?" The man in black suit immediately opened his eyes when he heard the number 13. He glanced at the scene, the both of them looked like they were having a conversation. "Can't wait for this to be over soon." his hazel brown eyes was pinned on the big screen. Was it really worth it to put a bet on this girl? 🔫 "I won't make this long. Die, you bitch!" Eleonna was taken aback when the guy suddenly attacked him. Thank god for her fast reflexes to dodge his attack, or else she'll be lying on the ground with a cold body.

It can kill us. Maximus was already shot by a silver bullet but fortunately, he didn't die. Flynn has researched that grace wolves are immune to silver. Werewolves like Maximus were stronger and faster than their normal brethren and that's why he is our alpha, he is the stronger one. We also didn't know if some of us are immune, but we make sure that we're not get hit by a bullet when we embark on a mission. We hold guns against the enemy, and guns are also the enemy's weapon against us. So we are close to the thing that can kill us. If only we were immortals like vampires, we can live longer together but we're just mortal like humans.

Haldir asked as his eyes darted around his rickety hovel. Michael gave Haldir an apologetic look of understanding because he'd had a similar gift bestowed on him many, many millennium ago. "You will live among the Others in their world. Since you can never really be like them because you were born of human blood, the gods gifted you immortality. No weapon ever used against you will succeed, you will not age and you will never know illness." Haldir laughed out in his raspy, throaty way. "That is quite a gift."

The hardening between his legs, the way his fangs elongated just from her scent, alerted him to just how inviting she was to him. She felt it to. The heavy scent of her arousal wafted towards him, pungent yet sweet. Ripples of desire washed over her flesh, cheeks flushing. Yet, she denied it. Of course she would. They had only just met. Being immortal, Malik had learned long ago that life was fleeting. It was best to simply take what you wanted, when you wanted it. But with Annabelle, Malik found himself unable to take what he desired from her. He ached to hear words of acceptance fall from her tongue. Until that moment, he would do nothing to break her.

“Greetings.” A male with a deep, elegant voice greeted him while he bowed his body. At the back, was a big, ring-like sofa. His body was clad with shiny, dark brown metal. His long dark bronze hair was flowing on his shoulders, and his ruby red ayes stared at Ricky as he smiled. “Ricky, this is Valheiter, my spirit animal, a galaxy dragon. This is his human body. His original body is too big for the world to contain, so he stays in space.”

She didn’t care much for mortal affairs beyond what her job required her to know. Lisa circled over the building and landed gently on the roof. She wasn’t worried about anyone seeing her; mortals couldn’t see reapers unless the reaper wanted to be seen. There was a glass dome in the center of the roof, made from green, transparent glass. One side of the dome had a giant hole in it, as though something heavy had been thrown through it. Lisa approached the hole and jumped in, tucking her wings to avoid the jagged edges.

Zach questioned, and although I wasn’t expecting that from him, he was valid to have asked, “Many mortals... I mean, immortals; sorry for mixing it up; I have heard them to have lived a much longer life.” “That is expected of them,” I said, not withholding my tongue from calling him out for being so slow. I mean, they are immortals for a reason. “I have a period in which I am supposed to live, so you can’t say I am immortal; I am just lucky enough to live for longer.” “So you are like, twenty seven?” “I stopped aging at twenty five; it is a long story.” "So, how old are you now?” “Old enough to be your great, great, great, great, great, great, should I keep going because there are several mo