The Immortal Project Novels & Stories

If they do decide against us, we'll just give the Queens the old heave-ho and deal with it later. Again, delusion. She sighed. You seem to be working under a flawed premise I've meant to speak with you about for quite some time. Sorry? Where was the flaw exactly? It's not like they can really hurt me or anything. I'm immortal. Immortal, yes, she sent. But not invincible. Gulp. Explain? Immortality means you will live forever, and never grow old, she sent. As long as nothing happens to you. That sounded rather final for something I was given the impression would go on and on forever. Why was this the first time I was hearing this information?

So he asked quickly: "System, please introduce yourself!" 【Master, this system is the Investment Rebate System. Whether it is a positive character or a negative character, as long as it has investment value, the master can invest in it and get corresponding investment returns! 】 【Investment value can be divided into one to nine stars. One star investment value is low, and the investment return is general. Nine stars investment value is the highest, and the investment return is beyond imagination! The higher the investment star level, the higher the investment cost! 】

“The real Project Echo is nowhere near that desk. The real credentials have never been printed. They’re on an offline server that only I have access to.” She walked up to the big screen, closed the CCTV video, and opened a new slide. On the screen: PROJECT ECHO - THE REAL ONE - Q1 2027 A completely different design and for sure, it’s not sometime one could easily steal because it was different. A logo no one had ever seen. Everyone in the room was wowed. “I’m working on the new project,” Imani told the board, her voice steady, powerful. “And it’s not stolen from anyone.”

Its voice vibrated in their minds, omnipresent and ancient. “You have reached the heart of my domain, anomaly. Every pulse of your bond disrupts threads I have maintained since the first dawn of creation. Will you endure… or be unmade?” The immortal beside Seraphine spread his wings, silver energy crackling along the feathers. “They feel the bond,” he said quietly. “Every heartbeat, every surge. And yet… they cannot predict its chaos. That is why we endure.” The ground quaked violently as the First Immortal struck, sending pulses of raw cosmic energy cascading outward. Shards of fractured reality collided, twisting, snapping, spinning. Shadows lunged for them, attempting to sever the connect

she turned her gaze to Sebastian, “Or was it you?” Sebastian attempted to speak, but he was too late, Latina had already knitted his mouth with invisible life thread, a string that was said to be made of an immortal life force, the secret behind the unmoving attack of high-level vampires. It was stronger than iron and could resist fire, in fact, the more the person who was tied with the fiber moved, the more their energy weakened. ‘Damn! When did she learn to wield a life thread?’ he cursed in his mind. He couldn’t do anything but watch how Latina tortured Rupert.

________________________________________ Xandra woke up seeing the handsome figure in front of her as she gasped clutching the comforter in her small hands. She tried to get back from him, she feared him. "Alexandra, it's me. Don't be afraid," he tried to make her calm. "Yea, it is you whom I am afraid of," she answered giving him pains in his immortal heart. "This is true that I am an Immortal... An Immortal Billionaire, you would say," he scoffed at his last sentence as he walked towards the window. "I hide it from you and every possible person I could. But I am not an evil person, Alexandra."

“If there was anyone inside, they’d have been fried crispy, unless-” My eyes widened in realization as I looked toward Kaleb, saw him mirror my reaction. “They were immortal.” We said at the same time. We might have a traitor in our midst. I remembered the conversation I had with Kathy and Al in the lab only a couple days ago. About how Kaleb and a bunch of other people didn’t even have registered names on the country list until two years ago. If an immortal was indeed helping them with Intel, it would be almost impossible to pinpoint who exactly had been at the spot.

"But everything changed, there's one kingdom who seized them out of greediness." "What do you mean seized?" I asked her. "They got rid of them on the land," the village healer's eyes grew mad. "King Hydrae ordered Thud to slaughter every immortal. He ordered that no one should live---," I cut her words. "Do immortals die?" "Of course, they do through decapitation. That's what the Aquans did," she narrated. "They were strong you said. How were they decapitated?" It confused me.

Johan piped up. Harlow nod at Karina, and smiled at Johan. An immortal never truly dies, unless their killer knew what to do to make sure they stay die. They would reborn again each time, but that meant their mates would have to wait until they were of age.

"This is primarily a wolf bar, but we can get you something to help with that...a nice red, perhaps?" He made a gesture and a waitress practically materialized beside him. He spoke to her in a low whisper that even with my vampire-enhanced senses I couldn't overhear above the din of the pounding rock and chattering dancers. Then he turned back to me. "So what's your name?" "I'm Ariana," I told him. "Ariana Stephanopoulos." It rolled easily off my tongue, though I'd only switched to that name recently. Like most immortals, I had to reinvent myself periodically.