The Immortal Man Characters Novels & Stories

“It’s going to take a while to get used to that.” After a beat of silence, I mutter, "Why is he so cold?” “You mean Drogo?” I nod slowly, staring at him. “I know he is a lot for any sane person to handle. He is cold, detached, ruthless. He has always been like that ever since I met him, but I can assure you that is not all he is.” “Is he really immortal? Why is he cursed?” “Long story, Isolde. And it’s not mine to tell,” he says softly.

Even the air smelled synthetic — a cocktail of ozone, engine mist, and recycled rain. At the edge of a half-collapsed bus stand, a man sat — clothes rumpled, hair unwashed, eyes heavy with the kind of pain that comes from living too long. In one hand, he clutched a half-empty bottle of whiskey; in the other, a dying cigarette that barely glowed through the drizzle. That man is me. My name — or at least the one I go by this century — is Callum Vire. I've had many names through the centuries, most long forgotten, some carved on tombstones that still bear my face. But these days, most people just call me The Freak.

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

, the patriarch of the universe, the one who created and named each star in the galaxies. It is said, that he created them because he was lonely. None of us know where he is now, but we do know that he is watching us from somewhere with a beautiful view. Calling him my grandfather would not be wrong, since he is the father of the Evermores, and the Evermores are our parents. We, Immortals, are not a very populous race, as it is difficult for the Evermore to have children. Therefore, it is difficult for us to have children with each other.

the mafia boss said. His henchman shook his head. "What happened to them gave justice to be called immortals," The man chuckled and the boss smirked. The Elixir's leaders are called immortal since the elixir has many purposes. And most of them believe that the group name stands for the elixir of life. And what happened to Derek and Alice proved it. *** The day has arrived. Everyone is busy getting ready. "Uncle Sam's and the other don's men are ready," Alvic said.

He sighed, “It technically isn’t like yours. You have perfect memory forever, but these people have perfect memory only in that lifetime. I don’t usually give this gift to people forever because it can be tough on some people. Being immortal isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be. People can go a little crazy after experiencing multiple lifetimes with this ability. It’s mainly because of how they choose to use the gift. Unlike you, they want to use it for self-gain. I’ve seen many that used the gift to cheat their way through life. I was proud to know that you used this gift to change the world for the good and not for the bad. I also believed that you would use your best judgement to use the

said the tiger mutant, still exuberant and excited. "Magnificent is an understatement. I wonder if Immortal Chu should go on fighting them. Imagine if he kills Huang Hai? He would have been the first man to slay an Immortal-level being!" cried the lion mutant, failing to contain his thrill as well. "Slaying an Immortal-level being is easier said than done, you know," chuckled Chu Xun. "Were you concerned about the human champions, Immortal Chu?" asked the elephant mutant suddenly. Chu Xun stared at him. True to his character, the quiet and reticent elephant mutant seemed to have a very clear grasp of things.

'That's what I can't think of especially and they are both immortals and kings. Stefano grinned at me. "You don't seem to be from Wysteria because there's so much you don't know. But I'll tell you anyway. Elijah was the first immortal created," he replied to me as my eyes widened. "Really?!" I felt like my brain was about to explode. The paintings inside that room say everything. If he was alive when the Vikings still existed, I wouldn't be surprised if he was alive during the time of the ancient Romans!

An even more uglier man asked while stepping forward. Adonis was confused at the man's words, but he had to defend his mother. "Who are you guys?" He demanded. "Simple. We are death agents and like it or not, you are one of us." Tarada said. Adonis stared hard at the man before him and knew he wanted absolutely nothing to do with men like them. "Let her go." Adonis voice thundered way too loud for a seventeen years boy.

The man standing in front of me, with the crazy gold and black hair and strange sense of fashion is an immortal, who owns an apartment in a city which completely belongs to him. And as all this settles into my mind, it almost seems to make sense. The money, the ability to show up in the most irritating of places. Cian is an immortal. And for whatever reason, I’ve been selected to be tortured by him. “I don’t understand why you suddenly attached yourself to me like some kind of leech. You’re an immortal…Haven’t you lived long enough to find a hobby? Or are you just so bored you have to target a random girl and make her life hell?” I questions, folding my arms across my chest.