The Immortal Snail Novels & Stories

Aelanor cried. "Princess, if I may," Nimuel explained, "immortality refers to the act of living forever under the influence of ordinary factors, not withstanding external elements. In a way that the immortal creatures don't get sick or age when they live in their own worlds, the one created exclusively for them. It is when an outside factor is included in the equation, that we risk death, or illness, and this pestilence that is affecting the immortal worlds."

Only after did I got close enough that I realised that what I was standing on wasn't the floor of the dungeon but something else. It felt like adhesive, it was pulling me in the more I struggled to set myself free, before long I see the monster responsible for the current situation I was in. A Snail. Yes, it was exactly a snail, unlike those back in my world, it was enormous, it looked to be smaller than me by a small margin. But it was still a snail that was as tall as a human. It was taking its time as it moved ever so slowly towards me. The only thing that stood out was its shell that looked like it was made with the bones of different monsters…

He is a rare wolf that is supposed to be born once every two hundred years. Jeremiah's descendants break that rule with Marion, Mirielle, and Max, who are immortal and can be in the water. "Ivy, where are you?" called Max as he kept walking. His feet were led to the direction where Ivory was, and soon Max finally found the girl. Ivory was waiting for him—here, in the millions of cubic meters of water that became Ivory's new habitat. "I'm here, Max," the girl replied, sounding melodic and intimate. What was wrong with Ivory? Wasn't the girl also avoiding Max? However, why was her attitude this time different from Ivory's usual attitude? What was going on with that girl?

The kris turned back into a shawl. The man laughed and moved around Lady Nagini. Now the girl can see the stout young and half snake man. “Be my follower, Lady Nagini. It’s been a while I’m watching you and yeah, you’re the perfect one I choose. I will give you the immune spell and immortality. You can live forever, rule the universe,” he said. “I am not sure you are better than my master, Master Jagat Trengginas,” Lady Nagini mocked. The man laughed and turned around. Lady Nagini watched closely the surjan, the siple clothe he wore. His long hair flew by the wind. For a second, Lady Nagini dazzled by his beauty.

Boom! A loud noise shook the surrounding air. Jade swung the Martello Celio—a supreme one million pound weapon. Coupled with the Titan Tribe’s might, this heavy blow was estimated to be over ten million pounds. How terrifying this power was! The moment the snail immortal was hammered, he retreated into his shell. Then, he was sent flying. However, Jade was surprised to see the snail shell not shattering from the heavy blow and was simply dented and deformed.

She’s not a mommy’s girl nor a daddy’s girl. Askar Is a 17 year old who is Hindu and Immortal. Who cannot be destroyed. His Ancestors' religion is Hindu, which haunts him. He doesn’t quite fit well in his family. It all changes when he gets turned immortal by his human mom who births him.. His life flashes before his eyes seeing his mom die while birthing him will hunt him for all the years he shall live. Sooner than later he is a vampire trying to fit in with the humans. He isn’t like any other vampire, he doesn’t thrust for human blood. He is more disgusted with it, that each time his dad brought home some human for him to try, he would instantly puke it out. But what he really craves is a

No one outside the royal bloodline truly knows what it is. It can grant anything. Including ending my immortality curse. It went extinct in the royal bloodline centuries ago, and after Morgan's research, the Lunaretha was back. Manifesting, and I needed to find it. Whatever it is. "I hate you," Camilla whispers before me. She is tied to a metal chair, shackles wrapped around her like a criminal. Her red glowing eyes glares at me. It has been more than two weeks since I imprisoned her as a punishment. Her dark hair is messy; dry tears streak her face. I can feel the pain, the anger, and the betrayal from her through our mark.

The immortal man, sucked from the tip to the base to the root sucking and nibbling he moaned amid the pumping of his cock and being swallowed with will and speed. Between the start of each stroke, Dark-Dragon moaned and moaned then he came into Vandal's mouth who sucked and nibbled his testicles his cock dripped, and Vandal swallowed it all. Vandal Savage, sucked him, licked him, then he got up, knelt on top of him and opened his own pants lowering and getting between his legs on his knees and he began to rub himself on him. While his own cock running his hands across his chest pinching his hard nipples, the immortal ate him, he started sucking on his left nipple and nibbling the left and th

A secret path through the frost-silver trees, cloaked by enchantment and shadow. The path led to a clearing long forgotten by the rest of the world. Twelve skulls—snow-white and wolf-boned—circled a silver tree with bark like light and leaves like night. This was where she found her. Mother Noira. The pack witch. The Shaman of the White Wolves. Her skin was the color of storm clouds, her eyes blind but glowing with thin threads of violet. Runes were carved into her flesh, old magic pulsing from her bones like breath.

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.