LOGINAmara’s life has always been ordinary—until the shadows begin watching her. It starts with whispers in empty streets, footsteps behind her when no one is there, and glowing eyes stalking her from the darkness. She tries to ignore it… until the night a savage wolf-like creature hunts her down, leaving her bleeding and moments from death. Just when she’s about to lose everything, a mysterious man with haunting golden eyes appears, saving her with deadly power before vanishing without a trace. But Kael is no stranger. He is bound to her by fate itself, her sworn protector… and the darkness destined to consume her heart. As terrifying visions and supernatural attacks grow stronger, Amara uncovers a hidden world of magic, ancient bloodlines, and a brutal war between realms. Within her burns a rare and dangerous power—a light prophesied to either end the war or plunge both worlds into eternal ruin. Then she discovers the truth her late father died protecting. He was never ordinary. He was a guardian of an ancient prophecy… one that marks Amara not as a saviour, but as a weapon both sides are willing to kill, or claim. With enemies closing in and the truth about her existence unravelling, Amara must decide whether to trust the darkness calling to her… or risk becoming the very monster the prophecy fears. Fated to His Darkness is a gripping dark paranormal romance filled with forbidden destiny, deadly secrets, and a love powerful enough to destroy worlds.
View MoreAmara's POV Darkness swallowed everything. I wasn’t in the wasteland anymore. I was somewhere else. The air was thick with tension. Voices in the distance. Fear. And then, I saw him. A young man, in his early twenties. He looked so familiar. I moved closer, just then, my breath caught. Dad? I yelled, but he didn’t seem to hear or see me. He looked scared. I could see the horror in his eyes. His arms were wrapped tightly around something. A baby. My heart stuttered. The baby was crying weakly, like she was hungry but also scared. Her tiny hands trembled. He tried to comfort her, rocking her back and forth while humming in Druid language. Then suddenly—the crying stopped. My brows furrowed. The baby’s small fingers were in her mouth… Sucking, trying to silence herself. Something about it felt wrong. The more I stared at them, my chest ached for reasons unknown to me. “Take her,” a voice said. I turned. A woman stood a few steps away. She was covered in a hood,
Amara’s POV I didn’t move. Kael’s arms were still wrapped around me, firm and unyielding. But his words kept echoing in my mind—over and over, refusing to fade. Be careful who you trust. There had been something in his voice. Not hesitation. Certainty. My fingers tightened slightly against his shirt. The bond… it meant I could feel whatever emotions he tried to hide. I pulled back just enough to look at him. His expression was calm. Unreadable. But I could feel it. Something beneath the surface. Something he wasn’t saying. I closed my eyes and focused, trying to reach whatever thread of emotion I could find through the bond. At first, there was nothing. Then—it opened. Slowly. Just enough. I felt his wolf holding everything back. A restraint—tight, suffocating, barely containing something dangerous. My breath hitched as I pushed a little further. “Don’t.” The connection snapped instantly. He shut me out. My eyes flew open. The emptin
Amara’s POV I woke up to an empty room. For a moment, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to remember where I was. Then it all came rushing back. Kael. Last night. My breath hitched slightly. I turned my head. He wasn’t there. The space beside me was cold, as though he had been gone for a while. A strange feeling settled in my chest. I tried to sit up, but the moment I moved, a sharp ache spread through my body, forcing a soft gasp out of me. My muscles protested, every inch of me sore in a way that made it impossible to ignore. I shut my eyes briefly. He was a beast… last night. Heat rushed to my cheeks as the memories came flooding back—his touch, his intensity, the way he had completely taken control. I buried my face in the sheets, groaning softly in embarrassment. Why am I thinking about this again? A knock sounded on the door, pulling me out of my thoughts. I quickly pulled the covers over myself. “Come in.” The door opened, and
Amara’s POV My heart raced as I stammered, “I… I was trying to get the Veil history.” The words rushed out before I could stop them. “I’m sorry.” Kael’s eyes locked onto mine, as if he were trying to read every thought I had. For a long moment, neither of us moved. Then, without a word, he released me and turned away. I froze. He didn’t say anything. Did he believe me? My chest tightened. He’ll misunderstand me… I thought, panic rising as I hurried after him. But when I reached the hallway, he was already gone. The guards nearby looked at me with surprise. They hadn’t seen me leave. I lowered my gaze, frustration and defeat settling over me, and quietly returned to my room. As I stepped inside, I bumped my forehead against something hard. “Ouch…” I muttered, rubbing the spot. When I looked up, my breath caught. Kael was standing there. I instinctively stepped back. Was he trying to scare me…? I thought, my pulse quickening. He moved closer. And with each
KAEL'S POV I stayed behind after the others stepped away. My eyes scanned every line, every angular sigil burned into the earth. I could still sense the dark magic. My wolf shifted restlessly in my mind. They had been planning this for a long time. They hadn’t just taken her. They were waiting f
AMARA’S POVDarkness pressed against my eyes, and the air felt cold and thick. I shivered as I tried to sit up, but my arms and legs refused to obey. The room smelled of smoke and something acrid- burning herbs mixed with iron and blood. My lungs burned as I tried to take a deep breath, and panic s
AMARA’S POVThe cold eased as the world around me twisted. The forest I had been trapped in melted away, replaced by a hollow Gray void.I staggered, still bound by invisible cords, but the figures that had taken me were gone. Only the echoes of chanting lingered, vibrating through my bones.In fri
KAEL’S POV The wind carried the scent of blood through the northern forest. Three days had passed without her, and my body ached to return, to feel her warmth again. My wolf snarled restlessly, clawing at the edge of my control. My injury had healed, but the emptiness without her had not. The pac






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