The Immortal Snail Novels & Stories

REBECCA At the sight of my nakedness, he clenches his jaw, a bead of sweat rolling down his temple. “Do you like what you see?” I purr, taking a step closer to him. I know my body is fucking perfect, thanks to my vampiric gift of eternal youth. My full breasts, my flared hips, my creamy fair skin… everything I possess on my body is more than enough to drive any sane man crazy. I have walked this world for over a thousand years, but to human eyes, I look barely twenty-five.

They were going to do things right for once. Krystal was happy as she ate her dinner back at the villa. To think that she had gotten that strong in just a week made her excited. According to the cultivation book Immortal mortal she needed some spirit stones or pills to aid her in her cultivation and since she couldn’t find any stones at the moment she needed to go with the pills. The only way to get the pills was to upgrade the system. Something that she was going to do once she was done with exams.

"Simple, to create other beings and the first thing he created were the six gods. Ashton, the gods of dragons also known as king of fire. Asmodeus god of the demons and the king of hell, Zachary god of sorcerers. Rosalyn goddess of the vampires and known as the blood queen, and Iris goddess of the fairies. Last of course is Kamaria aka the moon goddess and my mother." Simion and I sat still for awhile processing on what she just told us. I reach over to his hand to hold it to reassure not just him but myself as well. As I touch Simion hand his first reaction was to flinch but calmed down fast when he looked at me. He held my hand tightly. "I'm sorry Skylar but if Kamaria is your mother, then

They were mysteries that could not easily be seen through, even by great Scholars. The other type of seals was the immortal type. An immortal seal was just as the name implied - it lasted forever. The caster had no right or the ability to remove the seal, neither were they any hidden locks - conditions for removal - that had to be met. Immortal seals were the most brutal of seals since it took the life of the caster and/or a number of other sacrifices to create it. Fortunately for Mane, the seal that had been cast on him wasn’t an immortal one. It was the first kind of seal; it could be removed, but only by the caster.

"Lord Fifth, calm down. He's just guessing. Don't take it so seriously!" Doug embraced the snake head and glared at Chad, saying, "Corpse Herbs are an occult item, while immortals practice the righteous path. Your words are an insult!" Chad scratched his head in embarrassment. He never expected the spotted python beside Doug to be so large. However, he still could not understand the notion that those so-called immortal animals could understand human speech. "You're pretending really well. Can they really understand what we're saying?" Doug glared at Chad, and with a hoarse voice, he angrily retorted, "You're not welcome here. Get out!"

Something about them. Seraphine looked back up at the moon. “What if he’s right?” “About what?” “What if prisons always break?” The immortal followed her gaze. Then he said quietly: “Then we’ll build a stronger one.” The moonlight brightened. The wind carried the distant sound of wolves across the valley. Peace… for now. But far beyond the Veil In a realm untouched by time The First Immortal stood before a vast sea of silent stars. His silver eyes watched the reborn moon glowing faintly through the fabric of reality.

Adrian remained silent for a moment before he said, “These immortals that I speak of are capable of living past a thousand years old. Ten thousand, even. Since Hannibal’s a part of this, he must still be alive. We have to get to the bottom of this.” Mya said, “If all of this is true, we could never go up against an immortal. After all, everyone at Wyvern Peak is nothing more than a character in his game.” “I want you to keep this a secret from everyone else while I investigate. Also, make sure this piece of metal is stored safely. We mustn’t let anyone activate its powers, or the whole city might be destroyed.”

An immortal medicine catalyst was trapped in the chaotic battle and had become the focus of the life-and-death struggle between the two sides. The appearance of this immortal medicine catalyst was different from the one Ding Hao had obtained. It did not look like a baby, but like a snow-white rabbit with blood eyes. It was extremely cute. There was not a speck of dust or dirt on its snow-white fur. It was fleeing in panic. It had a magical power similar to Shrinking a mile in mere inches. With a slight jump, it could cover hundreds of meters. Its speed was extremely fast. Ceromen and the Feather Clan were madly fighting.

I sat up quickly to get a better look at them. Raspy deep laughter left the creature but their lips did not move a bit. They stayed rooted to the ground as if the edge of the cruddy room was as far as they could go. "Straight to the point, just like him," the voice was filled with amusement," you can call me Novu. I am an immortal." "A god?" their words piquing my interest. I wanted to ask about who they'd mentioned but immortals were notoriously vague. A strange humming sound surrounded them," yes." Their figure approached the bed until they completely covered the light emitting from the TV. Only their red eye lit up the dark shroud around them.

"The kernels of me which existed since the origin of space and time, finally found a way to the entrance of the plane of eternal consciousness. This very moment will loop over and over in this perpetual eternity. There will never be a rest nor there will be an escape. Fear is the only shelter. Pain, the ultimate outcome. The concept alone is gut-wrenching." "Fortunately enough, the lenght of human life has yet passed the barrier of insignificance. So, I latch on to the belief that my entire being is composed of stories, of cravings, of strivings, of frugal desires of the future. In regards to that tiny, abstract, immature, soothing belief, I once again bid everyone present here the wishes of