The Immortal Invincible Powers Novels & Stories

As for the rest of my punches, they landed on areas that wouldn't be easily found. After all, he was the chairman of Kingsley Group. Hence, it might lead to a series of troublesome events if I left too many bruises on his face. Half an hour later, my parents-in-law and Oliver were all easily subdued by me and sat on the sofa listening to my lecture. "Maybe you all haven't heard that I was born with superhuman strength. So, don't try to rebel against me. I am stronger than you think. Men are not the symbol of strength. I am.

I knew lots of immortals had served in wars. There have always been a few humans who knew about us and were willing to make use of our special abilities. Most immortals were given special assignments rather than serving in the trenches since they couldn't afford to have humans see them regenerate if they were wounded. I was absolutely sure some of those "special assignments" had been pretty horrible. I picked up his hand and kissed it then changed the subject. "Your niece I met - she was actually your brother's granddaughter, wasn't she?"

I swallowed. “She failed.” Raven’s eyes hardened. “She couldn’t cure him, and she couldn’t kill him. And how do you kill a demon?” “Divine powers,” I said, suddenly all the pieces clicked into place. His fingers tapped against the phone. “And Asher is immune to divine powers. You witnessed it yourself. The holy rain, the divine dome, the divine weapons,” he showed me his scarred fingers. “Combine all those powers and it will be enough to eradicate half of the Prime pack’s population. And if there was any room for doubt left, the hidden bond filled it.”

"His name is Bashir, the Supreme Battle Warrior from a special outland organization. Bashir is known to be the strongest among hundreds of organizations in the outlands. On top of that, he's said to be immortal.” Adrian instantly frowned. An immortal? Immortality arts was said to be a power that had existed since ancient times, but he had never met an actual immortal before. Ever since finding the black metal below St. Elmer’s Church, he had suspected that immortals existed. He never expected to have his suspicions confirmed today. "Are you sure?"

I was pissed off to see them here wondering who was keeping watch. “We are not immune to their commands, Adam; I doubt you will be. We have everyone outside training and have left them alone in their cells,” Sam says with disgust. “The power behind them is incredible,” Jack murmurs as he watches his warriors training. “I do not know how we fight them, but we need to figure out something soon. We cannot keep them alive,” Sam says with finality.

"They broke the rules. T h o s e... w i z a r d s... h a s... g i v e n... s a c r i f i c e... o f... a n... i n n o c e n t... a n d... g a v e... h i m... t h e... i m m o r t a l i t y... s p e l l. He is an immortal now and you can think what powers he has. He is going to destroy this world."

I pushed, trying to get him to show whatever power he thinks he has that gave him the audacity to say he’s immune to my power. There was only one person in this world immune to my power and that person isn’t even my son; it’s Octavia Adler. Any other person that isn’t her bow to my power regardless of how fucking strong they think they are, they would never be a match for me. “Why? Does my power frighten you now?” I questioned, knowing fully well that his tongue was too twisted for him to make out any words. His pupils rolled so far back that they disappeared into his head, his frail old body shook, convulsing violently as he forced his hand to his neck as if trying to get a hold of the forc

"They are the Necculeans. A species with untold telekinetic abilities. Their strengths also extend to their political expertise, their military strategy and warfare. The other dominions practically bow at their feet." A cloying weight presses down on my chest. "I don't want to do this. Is there a way I can, I don't know, return my powers? Turn mortal?" "Practically, you are." "What do you mean?" "Death bringers are one of the only known immortal mortal species." A pause. "So, let me get this. The gods want me to off a race of immortals--while having low health-life battery?" His lip twitches at the corner. "Yes."

As the youth finished, he whipped out his phone and dialed a number. A dozen goons soon stormed in and surrounded Frank. Plum promptly cried out in warning, "Watch out! They're very powerful, and you must—" Before she finished, Frank bellowed at the goons, "Enough!" In an instant, the dozenish goons were knocked out by an invisible power! Both Plum and the youth were shocked. Those dozenish goons were Ascendant-ranked individuals and immune against guns, so how did that brat get so powerful?! Still, the youth soon recovered and charged at Frank excitedly. "I knew you were different, and I was right! Come on, kid—do that again, don't hold back!"

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.