The Immortal Man Characters Novels & Stories

Instead, he takes his place on a large throne that overlooks the whole scene and then forces me to kneel beside him. “Is everyone ready?” The man calls, drawing the attention of all those present toward him. “Tonight, you too will become immortal just like me!” Immortal. Did this crazy bastard just say that he was immortal? Feeling my stomach churn, I start to examine those who are present, and when I find Maverick and the twins, I begin to understand what I’m seeing. “This is how you did it.” I hiss, drawing the man’s gaze toward me. “What was that, pet?” He asks, picking up a bell and ringing it. “I don’t quite hear you.”

With the hunger in my stomach twisting and the thirst gnawing at my throat, I figured I might as well try to sleep, maybe unconsciousness would dull the aching in my body. “Wake up, slave. I already unlocked the handcuffs earlier." But just as I was about to close my eyes, A low, gravelly voice broke through the quiet, pulling me back to full awareness. I turned my head slowly. It was the immortal man. He was standing just outside the cage now, and in his gloved hands, he held food that looked like a rough chunk of bread stuffed with slices of meat and something pickled. The smell hit me immediately. Without saying much else, he reached through the metal bars and placed the food on the floor

The humans didn’t even know what were attacking them as they died a merciless death, some tried to fire their guns but to no avail, they ended up firing at their comrades instead. A movement at a far corner caught my eyes and I turned to see a man in a white lab coat trying to run away without being noticed. A hound followed my gaze and ran after him. “Let him live. He’ll come in handy,” I ordered the hound as it pinned the man to the ground and was getting ready to rip his head off. He stopped and sniffed the man, then pulled back its muzzle and growled ferociously in his face, leaving him unconscious with fear. Within minutes everyone in the house was dead, except for the immortals in thei

I see some of her published works on supernaturals like Wendigos, vampires, and… Werewolves. She knew about our kinds, maybe that’s one of the reasons why Mr. Hanks ended her life? Sadness rolls through me at the thought of Rain losing her mother. Shutting off the computer with a heavy sigh, I rub my temples. I can’t help wondering if Rain knows this truth about herself. Worse yet, the disturbing reality now is that the four men who are my worst enemies are immortal. Not even I can kill them no matter how strong I am. Their lifeline link must be broken but how in hell do I do that?

Now, they realize how stupid they were then, blinded by their desire to get warmth from a relationship that they had not had in their hundreds of years of life. And the thing that really wanted to make them laugh was, that their hundreds of years of waiting ended with the appearance of an immortal man from the Berthold family, one of the human families who was bestowed with the gift of immortality from the Celtic gods and the class of creatures with supernatural abilities they hated the most. among all the supernatural beings that exist on this earth. The grandson of an old immortal named Pierre Berthold, whose ability to make supernatural weapons is unquestionable. Alec Berthold.

He is half-naked with muscles covering most of his body, working down his thick arms and stomach like valleys carved from stone. I swallow thickly, embarrassed at myself for sweating when it’s not even warm outside. “And who are you? My mother?” There is a smile in his voice. I roll my eyes. “Whatever... Die from lung cancer then, the choice is yours,” Amusement flash in his gaze. “I’m immortal,” “Right,” I feel incredibly dumb. Ariel chuckles, and I shiver in response to hearing his voice without meaning to. “I guess it’s easy forgetting. You are only human,”

I was about to jump when all of a sudden small stones seemed to collapse and I heard a growl and saw a figure in the distance. It struggles to stand—it is neither an animal nor a monster. It is immortal. I didn't think twice and ran towards the immortal to help him stand up. "Sir—let me help you," I promised him and he was even surprised to see me. He was shocked as if he had just seen a creature. I helped him stand up. The old-looking man is dirty, but I know that he is not, he only looks like this because of his dirty appearance, as if he hasn't bathed and dressed in years.

The place was looking like a hut on the outside but when they got in, it was a vast land and it was filled with men training hard. She was surprised as she saw the men in black training so hard as if they were hypnotised. "Who are these people?" She asked. She was scared because the aura of the place was creeping her out. "Those are my men of immortal armies," he replied. " Immortal armies? She asked, confused. " In order to be able to get the Alcon, I did a lot of things over hundreds of years and these men you are seeing are men that can't die, no matter how you hurt them, " he explained.

"So, tell me how it happened. You've never told me how it all started. When did you know that you were an immortal?" The fisherman sat down across the ancient Viking of island legend and pushed himself back against the green leather seat of the booth. The handsome blonde man with steely blue eyes peeredout the window at the frozen ground as his hot breath fogged the glass then he wiped it away. "It's kind of a long story." Bose shrugged his shoulders as he waited for his coffee to cool. "It's not like I don't have the time. Entertain me, old man."

Houses and establishments were built all over. He met two mortals and his companion whom he meddled and mingled with in this time of the year. He fell in love with her yet, she can’t return his love. Leana and Geanne were the mortals whom he saved; Whitney, his lovely companion never left his side, they all escaped World War together. After the mortals left him, he felt lonely that he studied blood transfusion, he wanted Whitney to be an immortal. He never failed, his once mortal dog became immortal because of the blood transfusion. It was a successful one however, Whitney’s appearance changed. But it didn’t changed his companion’s attitude.