Unseen Immortal Of Three Hundred Years 소설 & 이야기

But things didn’t turn out the way we wanted. ‘’What happened?’’ I ask. My body was slowly shaking in fear. ‘’This time she is not coming for us. She is going for the immortal hearts.’’ ‘’What are the immortal hearts?’’ She takes a deep breath and continues. ‘’The three powerful hearts that can give one the power of immortality and also the power to defeat anyone. Most importantly it gives you the power to get rid of any sort of spell and wipe out human kind.’’ ‘’Something this powerful actually exists? Why didn’t you ever tell us?’’ Patricia walks forward closer to me.

________________________________________ 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."

Hale explains. I cast a sideways glance at him. “Oh, so it has a name?” Adria leans out of the shack, eyeing me keenly. Her dark hair is wound up in numerous braids, a cloak draped over her shoulders, covered in a pattern of bright gold, accenting the black. “You are mortal…This has never happened before,” she marvels. Her lifespan likely far rivals mine, and yet this is the first time she has come across a mortal in immortal lands. That is a terrible sign.

They tackled him to the ground, pinning him as Nixon and Canon tore into his body—fur and skin flying in all directions. I watched in silent horror as the life drained from his eyes. His heart stopped beating. His spirit—so dark, so corrupted—began to rise from his body, shimmering with a strange, unnatural light. I looked at Angora, desperately searching her face for confirmation—hoping she saw what I saw. She nodded, her expression grim, confirming my suspicions. His spirit shimmered, then vanished into nothingness, leaving only the cold silence behind. Emory and Liam shifted back to their human forms, breathing heavily. We made our way back to the pack house, exhausted, silent. We showere

One of them decide to rush toward Bianca with rage in his eyes, but before it could reach her someone blocked it. The guy was over 6 feet, dark brown hair and his eyes were so dark that they were black as the night sky. He wore a black sweater and black jeans. When I got a better look at him, I noticed that his left hand was soaked with blood, and that he was holding something that was moving. When I looked harder that's when I noticed that it was a heart, and not just any heart it was the heart of the creature lying at his feet. He looks down to the demon and growled with such angry, as the rest of them ran away in fear. He than turns to us, kneels in front of us as his right hand goes towa

Countless undead soldiers emerged from the ground as if answering the call. Raon and Horan were fazed by the loud sound, and they knew things could get worse if they didn't act fast. Horan placed a spying rune behind the tree trunk before grabbing Raon by his hand and unseathed his long sword. He closed his eyes as he chanted a spell, "13th tier spell: Teleport!" Immediately, the amethyst stone that was embedded in the sword started to flow and the both of them disappeared in a flash. *** Ricky

'' Lyra i can save you , i can even if your body is no more i can still bring you back by summoning your soul and transfer it onto someone else's body '' he said to her whispering in her ear . '' I will try everything no matter what it takes '' he said to her . Then he closed the coffin and went back to research about wasteland again . According to wasteland , whoever stays there can gain supernatural powers and there was some records of the philosophers stone and elixir of life which can give eternal youth and life . Later after two days , it's finally full moon . Arthur was waiting for that night . He went out into the evening waiting for full moon by the side of the lake .

The man’s presence alone seemed to be able to knock down hundreds of creatures at once. He held the lives of those Underworlders easily in his fingers. And he was not happy with them. “And who else do you think is worthy to be considered as the princes?” Alexander asked. “You all know what had transpired three thousand years ago. The story is passed down to every generation. And if that is not enough, warlocks who are immortal saw what happened with their own eyes.” At the mention of warlocks, each creature turned to them. Warlocks looked like a bunch of humans in a cult. With their high triangle hoods and tattoos on their faces. Some even had their lips sewn together, an initiation for youn

The whole of the room was slowly fading into darkness, and it was not his eyes which failed only, but the light of the fire of the holy flame which flickered and faded along with his life. 'Fear not...' "What is that he's muttering?" one of the men asked curiously. 'Fear not...' "It's an old Kingsmen prophecy," Zahaynei told them, walking back away from the boy as he died. 'Coming...' "Oh. I wonder what it means," another man commented in awe and intrigue. 'Forth...' "It doesn't mean anything," Zahaynei snapped at him, their voices and footsteps departing. 'From... death.’

My name is Chester Jones. There was something a little different about my body. Because of that, I was almost thirty and had never been in a real, intimate relationship. It was the kind of frustration that could not easily be explained, the kind that settled deep in the chest and refused to go away. Then there was Gavin Cobb. His life could not have been more different. There were always new women showing up in his social circle. They came and went, one after another, like some endless party that never really stopped. All of them were attractive in their own way. Somehow, they all ended up around him, letting him handle them however he pleased.