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He sighed, “It technically isn’t like yours. You have perfect memory forever, but these people have perfect memory only in that lifetime. I don’t usually give this gift to people forever because it can be tough on some people. Being immortal isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be. People can go a little crazy after experiencing multiple lifetimes with this ability. It’s mainly because of how they choose to use the gift. Unlike you, they want to use it for self-gain. I’ve seen many that used the gift to cheat their way through life. I was proud to know that you used this gift to change the world for the good and not for the bad. I also believed that you would use your best judgement to use the

As her hips were driven deep into the mattress with each plunge inside her, Mory’s eyes fluttered closed and silent gasps fell from her lips until she finally cried out his name. While she shuddered underneath him, the Immortal sunk into Mory’s neck and claimed his mate. “Mine!”

He was just looking at me and talking as if he was talking to someone who was on the same level as him. “They said, I must die. That’s why we are being chased, right? Everyone wants me to die, and Mom couldn’t let that happen that’s why they have to fight for me. But they are hurt because of me.” “Everyone in the wild thought that you are an immortal baby, and an immortal baby is a threat to everyone. But you are not. They don’t know that you are not,” said uncle. “Then, why don’t we tell them? Let’s tell them that I am not. Maybe I can talk to them.” I stood up.

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

"I can't understand. I mean... I don't know where I should start to question!" " What you wants to know most?" He asked in a calm and warm tone. " Well.... My mate!" A soft sigh released. His eyes were on the Moon flowers that were next to the book I just placed. His fingers intertwined with a thoughtful frown between his eyebrows. " It's forbidden for an immortal and mortal be in relationship." My eyes narrow as a few creases appeared on my forehead. I leaned forward, unable to proceed with his words, " Dad! Who is immortal? Hades isn't an -!"

I wanted to be immortal too, so we could be together forever. He stood up as well. "How can I be one of your kind? I want us to be together forever." I hugged him. "I can't do that; I'm already breaking the rule of being with you." "But if this makes you feel better. While I'm immortal, I can be mortal like you by choosing to continue aging," he gently placed his arms around me, hugging me back. "I can never allow you to give up your immortal life for me." I lift my head from his hard and warm chest.

He laughed with blood dripping down his mouth, with Damon’s hand still locked around his throat, with the tree bark cracking behind his back, with his face so wild it didn’t even look human anymore, he laughed like one of those villains in the movies who knows the whole world is about to burn and wants to watch it happen just for fun. “You can’t kill me,” Darren choked out between that horrible laughter, his grin splitting wide, his voice shaking with the sound of it like he didn’t even care Damon could crush his windpipe any second. “I’m immortal, brother. Did you hear me? Immortal. We will see who dies first.” Immortal? And then he did it.

Edith Mortem explained. “Wait, Mortem and Anima, where have I heard those names before?” Daniella asked, placing her index finger on her chin. “I’m the immortal of death and darkness,” Edith Mortem said. “I'm the Immortal of life and light,” Anima added. “Ohhhh, that's right. Wait, aren't you two the Immortals who are not supposed to be in the same place at the same time? The last time it happened, you two caused an explosion that sent you off in unknown directions,” Daniella said.

So many people, So many lives and yet I’m still searching for just one. Just one soul that refuses to be found! Maybe I’ll find her tomorrow….. Or the next day…. Or the next fucking decade! Or maybe I already fucking missed her again but if she was dead I would know! I should know! Sadness and grief fills me again as the thought of never getting to see her settles heavier than it should. A WEEK LATER……. I guess being immortal doesn’t automatically mean I have to be jobless. Contrary to whatever myth humans like to believe, eternity isn’t spent brooding in castles or lurking in shadows doing nothing.

I shift in the chair, trying my best to calm down and let him talk. "Like you, she is..." he stops as I hang on his every word, "immortal." I only hear one word."Immortal," I repeat. "Like, she can't be killed?" He chuckles under his breath as if I said something funny. "Well, there are a couple of ways we, as immortals, can die, but essentially, yes." "Hang on, you said, 'we' so that means," I pause, taking in what he just said, "I am too?"