Immortal Separation

By Kimberly Sue Iverson

Lana wants nothing more than to remain in the shadows. She prefers the quiet, but can't help herself. When someone is in need, she will save them. Even though humans fear her and call her the Black Witch among other things.

 

Mason is the opposite. He doesn't mind the attention, the applause, and that they call him The Master of the Night.

 

The two immortals have lived their lives knowing the other. They avoided running into one another on purpose.

What happens when the Black Witch and The Master of the Night meet one another at long last?

 

Find out in this novelette from Kimberly Sue Iverson.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kimberly Sue Iverson
• Release date: Nov 23, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201303655

Kimberly Sue Iverson

Kimberly Sue Iverson is a multi-genre author born and raised in Washington State. She’s written over 45 stories, including the paranormal romance world Dark Moon Dynasty Universe which has its own website, and The Guardian of Life world, which combines science fiction, fantasy, and a touch of horror. A fantasy adventure world for adults is currently in progress under the title Chronicles of the Sorceress Maeve – Fortunes of Magic. Current prediction for the world is at least 5 novels but may be more. One short for the world is already published under, A Granddaughter’s Magical Curfew. She’s written novels such as Savage Lands and Anora; many different short stories such as Story of Her Career, and The Boy with the Lighter. She spends her days tending house, cooking, and filling time with a never-ending list of studies that grab her fancy. If you get to know her for any length of time, you will figure out what the name Kona means to her, and that she loves asking questions. Find me, follow me, discover some of my current favorites! https://kimberlysueiverson.com/linkcave/ Sign up for Kimberly’s newsletter to receive news when something goes bump in the night. Or a book is released. https://www.subscribepage.com/kimiversonbooknews Even then newsletters may be hiding in the corner, afraid to come out. Subscribe for blog updates at her website to receive far more frequent musings of the quirky deep mind of author, Kimberly Sue Iverson. Throw her a hello and she may pop out of the darkness to respond. You never know.

Book preview

BY KIMBERLY SUE IVERSON

Dark Moon Dynasty Universe world

Dark Illusions Series

Dark Illusions: The Beginning – Extended Edition

Dark Illusions: The Next Chapter – Extended Edition

Dark Illusions: The Final Chapter – Extended Edition

Enchanting The Moon Series

Don’t Go Far

Witness to the Moon

Claiming the Enchantress

Dynasty Of Moirae Series

Blood By Night

Law of the Beast

Companion - Property of the Pack

Birth of a Princess

Eternal Souls Universe Series

Fury of a Queen

Discovery of an Enchantress

War of the Lycaen

DMDU Series & Shorts

Sean - Osveta

DoXr

The Guardian of Life Series

Hope of the Future

Daughter of the Red Planet

Ancient Scars

Under Empty Stars

The Alchemist Series

Cessation

Mitosis

Sylphline Realm Series

Crown of Ice

Royal Blood

The Chronicles of the Sorceress world

Shorts

A Granddaughter’s Magical Curfew

Novels

Anora

Savage Lands

Novella

Immortal Separation

Secrets Below Gargoyle Cavern

Time of the Chosen

Novelettes

In The Library

Short Stories

Her Soul’s Destiny

Trust Your Instincts

At Night They Come

Neighborhood Cleanse

& more!

Compilations

Into The Midst

More to see. More to come.

Immortal Separation is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, stories, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Copyright © 2015 Kim Iverson, 2021 Kimberly Sue Iverson

Edited by Creech Enterprises

Cover design by Kimberly Sue Iverson

Image used for cover from Morguefile

Previously published under the pseudonyms: © 2012 A.H. Browne and ©  2013 Ariana Browning. The stories remain the same, only the name and the covers have changed.

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. For permission requests, contact the publisher at the website below.

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Table of Contents

One

Two

Three

Four

Five

Six

Seven

Eight

Nine

Ten

Eleven

Twelve

Thirteen

Fourteen

Fifteen

Sixteen

Seventeen

About

Immortal

Separation

by

Kimberly

Sue

Iverson

Chapter One

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Lana stood off to the side to observe the comic show that humans provided on occasion. A massive yacht had tipped onto its side, and a large crowd had gathered. They were curious to see how the people who owned the yacht would right the beast, then get the vessel back into the water.

It never ceased to amaze her what humans with money tried to do to achieve happiness. She sighed. Didn’t they understand? Money and material items never filled the void in your heart, no matter how much you wished they did.

Admitting that was easy for her. She had spent centuries watching over them. She experienced firsthand what money and material items did. Fame didn’t give them the attention they sought. Once you had a hole in your heart, it wasn’t easy to fill.

A feeling she was too accustomed with. For as long as she could remember, a huge part of her was missing. She had never managed to fill that bottomless pit. Not with anything. Not with money, men, fame. . . . Fame she never wanted.

She hid from fame. Fame and attention were for him, not her. Lana remained hidden in the shadows. He craved the attention. At least, she figured he did. Mason had been placed front and center and never tried to hide from the recognition. Only the world didn’t know him as Mason.

The world knew him as The Master of the Night. Newspapers talked about him. TV showed images that could’ve been him, but were vague. People had him on their tongues forever. Forever because like her, he was immortal. They were destined to cross paths sooner or later.

Lana came across him once by complete accident. The shadows overwhelmed the alleyway that day, and the power drifted over her skin as soft as a lover's touch, but far from as gentle. They felt as harsh as harsh could get. Her entire body had shivered, her hands turned to ice.

A few men tried to murder a woman they had grabbed from a nearby parked car. They stole everything she had, raped her, and planned to kill her. The men brought The Master of the Night down upon them. The woman passed out, and the men had not survived. No sign from them ever again.

Lana went to intervene until she had felt those heavy shadows around her. The cold produced by his appearance paused her advancement. She watched him in action, awestruck. Part of her had a hunch he knew of her as well. How can two immortals live in a world without knowing about the other? Or sensing the other?

Mason didn’t mind the attention because nobody knew his true identity. But she did mind the attention. She avoided it as much as possible.

The world loved to refer to her as The Black Witch. Why, she never knew. She didn’t harm them, despite people who said they remembered her doing so. She had never hurt a human being in her existence. Only did her best to save them. If it made them happy to believe that, she didn’t mind. Allow the world to think of her as they wished. She still protected them because they needed protection. Trivial descriptions meant little to her.

Almost every day Lana remained hidden amongst the crowd. She kept to herself and never allowed anyone to get too close. They never knew who she was, never suspected. She became good at hiding herself behind illusions. What was the point of getting close if she never died, and they would? Sure, many came and went, but nobody that she wanted.

Nobody . . . like the man who caused her heart to skip a beat.

The crowd parted and Lana stepped up to study the boat. The crowd around her was smaller than the one across the river. They wanted to see if the rich men would figure out the problem on how to tip the boat back into the launcher. From there they could get it into the water so the crew could take the vessel out to sea.

Lana grew bored and went to leave. A deep husky voice stopped her in her tracks, I will never understand the point.

His friend joined in and beneath the laughter, he said, They’ll never get it upright without massive damage done to the hull.

The deep voice slid through Lana’s body and her cheeks