7 Book(s) Related to anime about immortality

I don’t remember him.

But when I wake up after a hundred years of darkness, he’s the first thing I see. A man with storm-colored eyes and a voice that trembles when he says my name. He tells me I loved him once. That we were everything to each other. But how could that be true when the very sight of me fills him with both longing and unspeakable pain?

He calls me Ana. Says I was human once, that I belonged to him, but something went wrong. That I was taken. That I was turned into this thing that can’t feel warmth, that craves what it shouldn’t.

And now I must remember. I must fight against what I’ve become before I lose myself forever. But the more time I spend with him, the more I realize—somewhere deep inside, I still know him. His touch lingers in a place my memories cannot reach. His whispered words unlock something raw and aching.

But there are secrets between us. Ones he refuses to tell. And as fragments of the past start slipping through, I begin to wonder…

Did I love him, or did I destroy him?

And if I remember everything—will he still look at me like I’m the love of his life, or the monster who ended it?

"Get your hands off her, or I will incinerate your cock right off your body."

The air grew thick with testosterone and magic as Zmiyrenan slammed the Vampire King against the wall. I could smell the pheromones rolling off them—spicy, smoky, dangerous. My body, still sensitive from the aftereffects of the aphrodisiac, throbbed in response.

Wilhelm just laughed, his fangs grazing his own lip, eyes dropping to my cleavage. "You can't hide her forever, dragon. I can hear her pulse. I can smell her wetness. She doesn't want a guard dog. She wants a King."

Zmiyrenan roared, his hand gripping my hip so hard it would leave a bruise, pulling my pelvis flush against his hard length. "She is my mate. Her heat is for me alone."

I gasped as the friction sent a jolt of electricity through my core. I was sandwiched between fire and ice, between a beast who wanted to breed me and a monster who wanted to drain me.

Wilhelm stepped closer, ignoring the dragon's flames, and whispered in my ear, his cold breath making me shiver. "Let him have your heart, little flower. I'll take the rest of you. And I promise, I bite."

At the bar, I watched Ethan get publicly dumped and made a crazy proposal fueled by liquid courage—a three-month fake dating contract.

I thought this was my only chance after twenty years of secret crushing. Until his ex showed me the text: "With Mia? Pretty convenient. She's been following me around since we were kids."

So I was just a tool.

The day we broke up, he shouted with red eyes: "I've been crazy about you for twenty years!" I thought he was acting, until his mom handed me a worn journal—

That careless comment I made at thirteen, "I'm never marrying Ethan," he'd remembered for twenty whole years.

Every page of that diary was filled with my name...

Everyone says I married an iceberg.

Three years of contract marriage. He's never touched me once.

On our wedding night, I tried to move into his bedroom. He refused. I stood in front of him wearing lingerie. He just said, calm as ever, "You should get some rest."

I'm a healthy woman with a normal sex drive. Every day I'm burning up with my own desire.

I thought he didn't love me. So for both our sakes, I signed the divorce papers. Today, I'm telling him.

Then that afternoon, I suddenly heard his thoughts.

When I walked up to him in just a towel, he looked calm, staring at his laptop. But his mind was screaming: Holy shit. She's not wearing anything under that. Look at that skin. Her tits are huge. I can't take this anymore... no, I'll scare her. Fuck. I'm hard again.

Turns out under the ice, there's a volcano that's been buried for just as long.

I slip the divorce papers back into hiding and pour him a coffee.

New plan: make that volcano blow.

My husband and I couldn’t get pregnant after we got married, and we really wanted a baby of our own,

We tried IVF, and after three failed rounds I finally got pregnant,

But then my husband and my parents suddenly started pressuring me to get an abortion...

I clasped my hands over my bare breast as the old emperor pressed on me, trying to rape me, a 14 year old girl. They called me the cursed concubine. “You killed your mother at birth,” they claim. Even my father sold me for a piece of dirt to the Emperor with an appetite for young girls like me.

And then, they blamed me for his illness. "Your presence here has only brought suffering and pain in the palace."

"A lowlife like you doesn't deserve any form of dignity!"

They stripped me, tied my thorn cloth around my neck like a leash and pulled me like a common dog.

"Now woof! woof! Like a sick dog you are!"

I was waiting to die.

Then the prince returned.

Fresh from a decade-long war with werewolves, drenched in blood and victory, he shattered the palace silence by defending me—the woman everyone else wanted erased.

All I wanted was gratitude.

What I got was a night in his chambers… and secrets powerful enough to bring an empire to its knees.

I thought I was a curse.

A liability.

A plague.

But the prince awakened something far more dangerous.

And this palace will learn—

I was never weak. I was only unclaimed