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The most powerful immortals but, they died just to provide what their love desires. “So this is how you wanted to end your love?” the red flame fairy asked but the couple won’t be able to answer anymore. “Nooooo!” The fairy quietly watched as the girl mourned on her parent’s death. Hugging the red clothes they used to wear as they turned into ashes, Latina started to feel scared. She tried to kill herself many times, her blood filled the cracks inside the cave yet, she remained alive. That was the time when she realized, the blood within her was once her parents’. Lonely and hopeless, she curled her body and closed her eyes. Latina chose to sleep for life than to be alone and awake in the da

Needs to ensure she lives long enough to see it through. Performed the ritual tonight. H.B. is now functionally immortal. Cannot die by conventional means. Only way to kill her is to reverse the ritual or destroy the anchor keeping her tethered to life. She paid well. Three bloodstones and a century's worth of magical debt. Perhaps not worth the karmic price, but survival requires coin. "I found something," I called out. The others gathered around as I read the entry aloud. "Helena made herself immortal?" Petra said. "How is that even possible?"

On the day I got married, my father-in-law personally fastened an obsidian bead bracelet around my wrist. He looked at me and said, "Moses, from today on, you're one of the family. I'll treat you like my own." I had grown up in an orphanage and had never truly had a family of my own. Because of those words alone, I willingly married into the Zeigler family and wore that bracelet for six straight years. Even after it rubbed my wrist raw—leaving it swollen, ulcerated, and oozing with pus—I still could not bear to take it off. Everything changed the day I stopped by my childhood friend's antique and jewelry appraisal studio for a small get-together. The moment he saw my wrist, he turned grim

he replied to me. "Don't you have any other medicine for infections like this?" I asked him again. I know there isn't, but there might be. The nurse shook her head. "If an immortal gets sick or injured, it will be easy to heal. But like this, it is difficult, especially because the cause of their injury is unusual. Only the seed of life can save them, but the seed is limited so it cannot be just use it," he answered me and I didn't know what to think.

I mutter, watching fresh blood trail down my leg, dribbling onto the rock. They call him the Immortal Prince. The one I think is up here, I mean. Naturally, when creatures as immortal as the pureblood's, who remain unseen to us commoner's eyes exist, legends are created. The Immortal Prince...Well, his are dark, and cruel. If I had common sense, I wouldn't be up here. Then again, if I had common sense, I wouldn't have slipped into a magical pool and turned myself mortal. “I never said I was a good person…” I hear Eyla say from the cusp of attention.

Will, she will like it? "Are you going to buy for Joy?" Drake asks me. "Will she likes it?" I ask in confusion. "Come on, dude! Of course, she will. Girls like necklaces. Ah, this one. For sure, she will be happy if you gave her this." Drake pointed out the infinite design that is cost 15k. It's beautiful anyway. I can see that it will suit her. "Okay, I will take that." [END OF FLASHBACK]

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. *******

"Eleanor, have you thought this through? This project requires total isolation. Once you head off, you won't be able to see your family." Jonathan Hensley's words pulled me back from my thoughts. My eyes were still damp. A lot had happened at home these past few days—nothing everyone at the institute didn't know about. I, Eleanor Shaw, was a fraud. "I know this incident has hit you hard, but you shouldn't act rashly. This concerns your life."

"Weren't you aware of her life with the Harrises? She was called Mrs. Harris, but no one gave her the time of day, cared about how she felt. Even the fancy clothes and jewels in the closets were just for show, on loan to make her look the part. "Her depression was deep, man. She tried to find something to hold onto and thought maybe a pet that was truly hers could give her some comfort, someone to talk to every day. "However, in the Harris family household, that viper's nest, what pet could she keep? "Dogs and cats were out of the question. She knew if she brought home a dog or a cat, Chester would find a way to get rid of it by morning. "She racked her brain and ended up secretly keeping a

Henry was tortured so badly that he was almost unrecognizable, but the date stamp showed it wasn't from this year. "According to the criminal's statement, Henry was near death in the second year after they fled to Northern Myralis. So Joanna sold his organs, one by one," the officer explained. Henry was dead. He probably never understood why Joanna, the woman he once loved and trusted, had done this to him. But I did. I had once stumbled upon Dad's old notebook. I learned from it that the case back then had an anonymous tipster. This person provided a ton of key info just to bring down their competitor.