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He liked the name 'Moriah', so he decided to wipe his real name off for ever. "You will not win against me, Hadassah," he shook his head. "I have risen again, you are nothing compared to my power. My existence was prophesied and also," he waved his hand at the dead bodies and blood. "These lives were also prophesied, they were meant to be dead," he grimaced like a beast. "There is nothing which can stop me, because I AM THE LORD OF LIFE! I am immortal and I CAN NOT BE KILLED!"

The Immortal shook his head slowly. “No.” Seraphine frowned. “But the messenger said” “He serves the First Immortal.” The room went silent. Seraphine felt the weight of that realization hit her all at once. “You’re telling me…” Her voice dropped. “…that the First Immortal isn’t the king.” “No.” The Immortal’s eyes darkened. “He’s just the general.” A cold wave ran through her. “Then who’s the king?” For a moment, the Immortal said nothing.

He added. "Immortal!" The king burst into laughter. " I am certain you definitely kidding. She can't be immortal because no human had been immortal. She won't even want to be one. Every Chosen with different endowments and specialty in various ways in correlation to their task and what they are destined for." The King said.

"Hey, do you know if my father heard from Romania yet?" "No. My father said that he hasn't heard from King Simion yet. He's says that he is one of the youngest to become King at the age of 16, so they're still wondering if he will want to come or not. There is a lot of talk about him not going anywhere cause of his mom being so sick." "So, I guess we will wait to here from there to find out."

She will be my mate. The Council looked shocked at his words, but no one dared oppose him, power oozed from him. He had waited all his life to challenge and take this Crown, now he was King, the Immortal World was going to do things his way. The Immortal Army was vast, they stretched as far as the eye could see. Immortals of every species stood together before the mighty Dragon King. Standing tall he roared the Viking battle cry breathing fire into the sky, ‘Soldiers of the Immortals. It is better to die with honour than live with shame. To Valhalla this day we ride!’

Mom wanted nothing to do with him, especially after knowing that he had a long-term relationship with another fellow hunter. Today, as I joined my family for brunch, I was happy to know that at this moment, I had the best of both worlds. My human family was as much a part of my life as was my immortal family. It was surprising but the King and Queen were actually a lot accepting of me than I had expected them to be. But the happiness and peace won’t last forever. As an immortal, I’ll soon outlive everyone I’d ever known and loved, it was a price I had to pay to become immortal. But more than that, I lived in constant worry about what would happen if people found out that their would be King,

Life of an immortal is both easy and hard. Easy because you have unlimited resources, you were born in a wealthy family; well almost every immortal is rich. Hard because you rarely see another immortal, you follow certain sets of rules which I have disobeyed since I met someone. You can’t even marry the one you love most – especially if it is a mortal. You cannot mingle with their lives. If they were born a mortal, let them live and die as a mortal. Infusing a pure immortal’s blood, loving an immortal and creating offspring with it are a few that prohibits us to do. Doing those makes a new set of life – the hybrids.

He slowly knelt on the floor and grabbed both of her hands, she visibly flinched, “Please believe in every word that would come out of my mouth.” Olivia scrunched her brows and unconsciously bit her lip, “Go on.” Smiling, Lucius finally popped the truth. “I am a King from Hell. I have had help from both Emily and Victoria Davis to find for the woman that was destined for me and written in the scroll of prophecy. I need you, Olivia. My immortality is fading and I needed to marry the woman written in the scroll to retrieve my full immortality. I’m sure you noticed that you felt cold whenever our skin touch, it’s a sign. And now that I found you and you’re mine… we can go back to hell and marry

A hole where a god once lived. I shake and whisper to the stone: “Not again.” It swallows my words, gives nothing back. They look at me differently now. The guards. The courtiers. The wolves who once bent their necks. I see it in their eyes when they think I’m not watching. Pity laced with relief. Better him than me. They whisper broken heir, useless, gods cut him loose. A wolfless heir is a joke. A king without a beast is a grave waiting for dirt.

The demon King was rumored to be resurrected from time to time too. Murea: The demon King is a joke. Everything about him is rumored. The only fact that he had incredibly fast regenerative abilities that made him immortal is true. You are all too taken in by these rumors. Ban: Rumors? Lisa: You see the demon King's appearance whenever someone visits him or at least sees his figure seem to keep on changing from one person's description to another as the years roll by. It was then rumored that he kept on reincarnating to maintain his immortality.