When Will Immortality Be Possible Novels & Stories

I said. “Because you are a human,” Farah said smiling, “And Faith has it because he’s immortal?” “Yes, so he will experiment on Faith, and try to make himself immortal!” I snapped. How couldn’t I think of that before? My immortality. All this time it was right in front of me and I couldn’t figure it out. Is that why he stopped experimenting on me? Realizing everything had my head feeling light. Swaying a bit, I hold myself from the wall.

Seeing centuries pass by like it was nothing, not being able to keep anyone by his side because they all died… Hold on. Did he not say he had the power to make people immortal? I looked up at him with my brows furrowed. “Hey, why don’t you have a wife?” I blurted and then instantly rephrased my question. “You said you could make me immortal. Why not do that for another werewolf woman?” He burst into laughter first and then, composed himself before replying to me with words that made my body chill. “Imposed immortality only works on people who have experienced and understood the passage of time…in your case, humans call it regression, right? Going back in time?”

she objected. "How ironical, that the tree of life should be hidden in a place of death and torment," he mused. "No one survives more than an hour in the realm of the immortals, you'll be stuck forever unable to leave. It is more or less like dying," she argued. "I have done it before, I can do it again," he drawled calmly.

My hand went to my mouth, and I looked at Absinthe. Tears were on his lashes, and he closed his eyes, letting the drops slide down his cheeks. “Oh my god.” “Now you know. You know why I didn’t want to tell you about Johan, or where he was. It’s not the fear of you leaving Marley. Honestly, I could live with that, to know you are safe…” He opened his eyes, his irises almost white and I heard the pain and anguish in his voice. “It’s the fear of him taking the one thing—which is worth more to me, than my own immortality. That is what scares me.”

“You took his immortality.” Forever had an expiry date.

The honesty hurts more than any lie. “What happens now,” I ask. Theo’s lips curve into something almost like a smile. “Now we wait,” he says. “Your transformation is complete in structure but not in function. Your body is still adapting. Still rewriting itself.” I feel a strange chill. “How long.” “Approximately six months,” he says. “At that point, you will reach your final form.” My heart pounds. “Final form.” “Functionally immortal,” Theo says. “Resistant to disease. Resistant to age. Capable of reproduction without genetic decay.”

"It's like binding a contract." "Contract?" Humarap ako sa kan'ya habang nanatili ang dibdib na nakapatong sa dibdib niya. "My immortality is limitless, even if you put black magic on me that makes me die, it won't have any effect on me. However, there is a possibility that binding contracts connecting life with life might make me mortal. For example, what I did to you was binding my immortality to you." "Does that even work?" Nakakalito ang sinasabi niya.

I said quickly, “if I'm this powerful man from an ancient prophecy, then why haven't I had the power of the Mortar all my life? Or immortality? Kyle he spoke to the my side. You he finished in to be transformed in one hybrid. Perhaps O power was latent and activated once Azazel bit you. Zagan waved with The head. That would make sense. Perhaps O same for The immortality. Then again,” Minnie piped up, “who’s to say you didn’t even ever he was immortal? You yet no he died, no It is? I growled for me same It is passed The hand through the hair. AND many information for process. Try a command,” she insisted. I sighed deep.

[Leah’s POV] "Mallard has been around for a very long time." Craig began, growing serious. "I know that sounds impossible, but some claim he may even be immortal." Immortal…Shivering, I tried to picture being unable to die. After losing those closest to me, I found it hard to imagine carrying on. I couldn’t possibly imagine how it would feel to have to go through that again and again. "Immortality only exists for those who dabble in the dark arts." Ian pointed out, "Are you saying you seek the help of a dark mage?"

"Once we drain them completely, we’ll have what we need. The holy water—immortality.” The weight of her words settles in my chest, and for the first time, I feel an odd sense of awe. To be immortal, untouchable, stronger than anything on this earth... it’s beyond anything I ever dreamed. “You’ll never age,” Marlow continues. “You’ll never be harmed. Your strength will surpass all, and you’ll remain youthful forever. You’ll be our weapon—our legacy. We’ll be unstoppable.” And I, Eleanor, will be the force that ushers in a new era for humanity.