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“The Embers Within”
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SEALED FATE The Descent
The two moved silently down the slope, avoiding the perimeter wards by following a trail Cane had uncovered. The younger brother had intercepted the Council’s protective sigils and mapped out a narrow window for infiltration. It wouldn’t last more than an hour. Inside her boot, Maika carried a sealed bloodstone from Queen Vantessa. Should magic be needed, it would amplify her abilities for one burst. The Queen had said little when giving it to her—but her eyes had brimmed with something close to guilt. Carl, meanwhile, carried a pair of silver daggers—blessed by the old gods and sharpened to a whisper. No metal could match their lethality against magic-wielding enemies. The gates to the citadel loomed tall, but Cane had said the ancient aqueduct beneath the rear wall remained unguarded. “Here,” Maika whispered. She knelt by a moss-covered grate and tapped her knuckles against it. Hollow. She pressed harder—and the runes pulsed. Carl stepped in. “Let me.” With a grunt, he yanked
Last Updated : 2025-05-09SEALED FATE Deep Within the Forest – Beneath the Moonlight
The moon hung low, casting silver beams through the thick veil of trees. A fire crackled softly in the clearing, shadows flickering across worn faces. The night was hushed, as if nature itself held its breath.Carl sat on a fallen log, his broad shoulders sagging with exhaustion and relief. Just beyond the fire, Maika knelt in the grass, arms wrapped tightly around the small, trembling boy she thought she’d never see again.“Caveen…” she whispered, cradling his head to her chest, tears soaking into his hair. “My son… my precious boy…”Caveen clung to her, fingers digging into her cloak as though afraid she might vanish if he let go.“I knew you’d come,” he murmured, voice hoarse. “I kept dreaming about you. I didn’t forget…”Carl turned to them slowly. His amber eyes, usually sharp and proud, glistened with unspoken emotions. Every heartbeat felt like thunder in his ears. He had searched, fought, and bled for this moment. Now, it sat before him, fragile and real.Maika looked up at hi
Last Updated : 2025-05-09SEALED FATE Gathering of Blood and Bonds
The torches burned low in the vast marble hall, casting long shadows across ancient tapestries and gothic arches. Valus's den—once a place of grim diplomacy and darker secrets—now pulsed with an unusual tension. Tonight, it wasn't just vampires who walked these sacred halls, but witches, Lycans... and secrets too long buried.At the grand table near the fire, Maika sat with Carl and Caveen between them. The boy nestled close to his mother, his sharp eyes darting across the room. Despite his youth, there was something unnerving in his quietness—a sense of awareness that surpassed his years.The main doors groaned open with a deep creak, and the scent of pine, earth, and old iron swept into the room.Three figures entered.Merca, her long silver braids coiled like serpents, held herself like a queen of the wild north. Beside her stood Jacob, his eyes a stormy gray, lined with the weight of battle and regret. And flanking them was Nadia—tall, graceful, and burning with righteous fire.Ca
Last Updated : 2025-05-10SEALED FATE “Home Again” – Carl’s Estate, Moonreach Valley
The dense forest parted like a curtain as the stone path wove upward to the Lycan Alpha's estate—Carl’s stronghold, fortress, and once, his lonely haven. Now, it was alive with footfalls and laughter, voices echoing down the corridors that hadn’t heard joy in years.Carl stood at the entrance, his eyes watching Maika and Caveen as they stepped over the threshold. The morning sunlight spilled across the great archway and onto their faces—warm, golden, and full of new beginnings.“It’s bigger than I remembered,” Maika whispered, her hand brushing over the ivy-wrapped railing of the stairway.“That’s because the last time you were here, you were human,” Carl replied softly, moving beside her. “It hasn’t changed. But you have.”Maika glanced at him, her smile faint, uncertain. “Maybe I’m still changing.”“Then we change together,” Carl said.Caveen ran ahead, the light in his eyes clearer now. There was no council, no chains, no cold stone labs. Just rooms full of old paintings, a garden
Last Updated : 2025-05-10SEALED FATE “The Moon’s Second Heartbeat”
The fire crackled gently in the hearth of the great hall at Carl’s estate. The air buzzed with warmth and peace. Maika leaned against Carl on the velvet-cushioned settee, her head resting on his shoulder as Caveen nestled between them, cradled in Maika’s arms. Valus stood near the window, wine in hand, sharing a quiet conversation with Queen Vantessa, while Merrine and Anne laughed gently with Malko across the room. For the first time in what felt like centuries, peace had returned—however brief or fragile it might be. Caveen stirred, sitting upright as the back of his neck tingled. Maika noticed immediately. “What is it, sweetheart?” “I… think something’s coming,” he said, wide-eyed. “Something like… the dream.” The room stilled. Vantessa turned her gaze toward him. “A dream?” Carl sat straighter. “You saw something again?” Caveen nodded slowly. “My sister. She came to me. Not born yet, but she’s… real.” Suddenly, the fire dimmed. The air tightened. Then— A low hum filled
Last Updated : 2025-05-10SEALED FATE Chapter 1 The Past
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Last Updated : 2022-11-06SEALED FATE Chapter 3 The meeting
6:00 AM, Room 2931 Aster tried to open her heavy eyes. "So this is a hangover? Or the after-effect of the drug? Hmm..." she thought. "My head is so heavy, and my body is so sore." As the memories of the previous night slowly returned, her eyes widened. She glanced at the man peacefully sleeping beside her. "Oh shit! What have I done?" she whispered. Carefully, she slipped out of bed and quickly got dressed, trying not to wake the man. Before leaving, she looked at his face. "Well, at least he's good-looking… better than Dane," she murmured with a small smile. Then, she left the room in a hurry. --- Meanwhile… "Good morning, my lord. Has the drug worn off already?" Sean asked as he gently tried to wake Carl. "Hmm… where is she?" Carl muttered, trying to open his eyes. "Who, my lord?" Sean replied, confused. "The one you brought last night. The pretty one." "My lord, I think you're mistaken. I didn’t bring you a girl—you told me not to," Sean explained, puzzled. "What? Th
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SEALED FATE “The Moon’s Second Heartbeat”
The fire crackled gently in the hearth of the great hall at Carl’s estate. The air buzzed with warmth and peace. Maika leaned against Carl on the velvet-cushioned settee, her head resting on his shoulder as Caveen nestled between them, cradled in Maika’s arms. Valus stood near the window, wine in hand, sharing a quiet conversation with Queen Vantessa, while Merrine and Anne laughed gently with Malko across the room. For the first time in what felt like centuries, peace had returned—however brief or fragile it might be. Caveen stirred, sitting upright as the back of his neck tingled. Maika noticed immediately. “What is it, sweetheart?” “I… think something’s coming,” he said, wide-eyed. “Something like… the dream.” The room stilled. Vantessa turned her gaze toward him. “A dream?” Carl sat straighter. “You saw something again?” Caveen nodded slowly. “My sister. She came to me. Not born yet, but she’s… real.” Suddenly, the fire dimmed. The air tightened. Then— A low hum filled
SEALED FATE “Home Again” – Carl’s Estate, Moonreach Valley
The dense forest parted like a curtain as the stone path wove upward to the Lycan Alpha's estate—Carl’s stronghold, fortress, and once, his lonely haven. Now, it was alive with footfalls and laughter, voices echoing down the corridors that hadn’t heard joy in years.Carl stood at the entrance, his eyes watching Maika and Caveen as they stepped over the threshold. The morning sunlight spilled across the great archway and onto their faces—warm, golden, and full of new beginnings.“It’s bigger than I remembered,” Maika whispered, her hand brushing over the ivy-wrapped railing of the stairway.“That’s because the last time you were here, you were human,” Carl replied softly, moving beside her. “It hasn’t changed. But you have.”Maika glanced at him, her smile faint, uncertain. “Maybe I’m still changing.”“Then we change together,” Carl said.Caveen ran ahead, the light in his eyes clearer now. There was no council, no chains, no cold stone labs. Just rooms full of old paintings, a garden
SEALED FATE Gathering of Blood and Bonds
The torches burned low in the vast marble hall, casting long shadows across ancient tapestries and gothic arches. Valus's den—once a place of grim diplomacy and darker secrets—now pulsed with an unusual tension. Tonight, it wasn't just vampires who walked these sacred halls, but witches, Lycans... and secrets too long buried.At the grand table near the fire, Maika sat with Carl and Caveen between them. The boy nestled close to his mother, his sharp eyes darting across the room. Despite his youth, there was something unnerving in his quietness—a sense of awareness that surpassed his years.The main doors groaned open with a deep creak, and the scent of pine, earth, and old iron swept into the room.Three figures entered.Merca, her long silver braids coiled like serpents, held herself like a queen of the wild north. Beside her stood Jacob, his eyes a stormy gray, lined with the weight of battle and regret. And flanking them was Nadia—tall, graceful, and burning with righteous fire.Ca
SEALED FATE Deep Within the Forest – Beneath the Moonlight
The moon hung low, casting silver beams through the thick veil of trees. A fire crackled softly in the clearing, shadows flickering across worn faces. The night was hushed, as if nature itself held its breath.Carl sat on a fallen log, his broad shoulders sagging with exhaustion and relief. Just beyond the fire, Maika knelt in the grass, arms wrapped tightly around the small, trembling boy she thought she’d never see again.“Caveen…” she whispered, cradling his head to her chest, tears soaking into his hair. “My son… my precious boy…”Caveen clung to her, fingers digging into her cloak as though afraid she might vanish if he let go.“I knew you’d come,” he murmured, voice hoarse. “I kept dreaming about you. I didn’t forget…”Carl turned to them slowly. His amber eyes, usually sharp and proud, glistened with unspoken emotions. Every heartbeat felt like thunder in his ears. He had searched, fought, and bled for this moment. Now, it sat before him, fragile and real.Maika looked up at hi
SEALED FATE The Descent
The two moved silently down the slope, avoiding the perimeter wards by following a trail Cane had uncovered. The younger brother had intercepted the Council’s protective sigils and mapped out a narrow window for infiltration. It wouldn’t last more than an hour. Inside her boot, Maika carried a sealed bloodstone from Queen Vantessa. Should magic be needed, it would amplify her abilities for one burst. The Queen had said little when giving it to her—but her eyes had brimmed with something close to guilt. Carl, meanwhile, carried a pair of silver daggers—blessed by the old gods and sharpened to a whisper. No metal could match their lethality against magic-wielding enemies. The gates to the citadel loomed tall, but Cane had said the ancient aqueduct beneath the rear wall remained unguarded. “Here,” Maika whispered. She knelt by a moss-covered grate and tapped her knuckles against it. Hollow. She pressed harder—and the runes pulsed. Carl stepped in. “Let me.” With a grunt, he yanked
SEALED FATE “The Embers Within”
Darkness stretched endlessly in the chamber where Caveen sat, strapped to a cold iron chair. The room smelled of old stone and burning herbs, laced with something far more ancient—magic. Faint runes etched into the floor pulsed with dull light, casting shadows that danced like spirits on the walls. Caveen’s wrists and ankles were bound with enchanted cuffs, not to restrain him physically—he could’ve broken those—but to bind the very essence of him, to suppress the confusion of energies swirling in his blood. He couldn’t tell how long he had been there. Time passed in odd ways. Sometimes the lights flickered and the room grew silent. Other times, the council members entered in a flurry of whispers, robes trailing behind them like smoke. They never spoke to him. They only observed, studied, prodded. They’d taken his blood. His hair. A piece of his broken necklace. He didn’t scream when the magic needles pierced his skin, but the truth was—he wanted to. Not from pain, but from fear.
SEALED FATE The Council Deliberates Caveen's Fate
The council chamber of Nor'Thalor fell into a heavy silence. The glowing orb, now dimmed and inert, sat like a sentinel over Caveen's suspended form. The boy, unconscious but alive, drifted gently inside a containment sphere. Whispers echoed like falling dust through the high-vaulted chamber.High Scribe Venemar stood, his gaze like winter steel. "We are now faced with a threat that cannot be ignored. The dark blood of the Carellos flows through this child. If left unchecked, he may become the next harbinger of ruin."Lorae, the witch councilor, rose next, her violet robes swaying like mist. "He is not a harbinger. He is a child. And the magic he possesses is dormant. No signs of corruption, no aggression. What we saw today was reflexive magic. A shield.""And when he becomes aware of it?" growled Jarak, Alpha emissary. "He is the child of a vampire prince's daughter and the Lycan Alpha. Already that is unstable. Add Carellos witch blood, and you breed catastrophe."Elva, the seer, le
SEALED FATE The council's chamber of Arcane Balance-Deep Mountains of Nor'Thalor
The dim, ethereal light of the moon filtered through towering stained glass windows etched with arcane runes and ancestral seals. At the heart of the chamber stood a black marble table—cold, smooth, and ancient—surrounded by eleven high-backed chairs where the Council of Arcane Balance convened. A twelfth chair stood empty, cracked through its center—a relic of a long-banished member who once dabbled in forbidden arts.At the table’s center sat a glowing crystal orb, rotating slowly above an enchanted pedestal. Seated around it were representatives of each magical race: vampires, witches, Lycans, elementals, seers, and the ancient Scribes of Balance. Tension hummed like a drawn bowstring.“Bring in the boy,” rasped High Scribe Venemar, his eyes pale as snow.The heavy iron doors creaked open as two silent guardians entered, flanking a hooded figure. Shackles imbued with anti-magic symbols clinked softly with each step. Caveen was pushed forward, his sharp golden eyes defiant, yet shad
SEALED FATE The confession to Valus
The Vampire Kingdom stood still beneath the twilight sky, its black spires silhouetted against the fading sun. A hush blanketed the courtyard as Carl, the Lycan Alpha, stepped through the ancient gates of Valus’s palace.Guards stiffened at the scent of wolf, their eyes narrowing. But none stopped him. He had been expected.In the great obsidian throne hall, Lord Valus sat upon his elevated seat, draped in crimson and shadow. His gaze pierced through the dim room, ancient and unyielding. A glass of dark elixir rested on the clawed arm of his throne, untouched.Carl strode forward, his leather coat damp with travel. He knelt—not out of obedience, but out of respect.“Lord Valus,” he said, voice steady, “I come not as an Alpha, but as a man. As a father.”Valus leaned back, eyes sharpening. “You’ve never knelt before, Carl. What truth weighs you down tonight?”Carl rose and met his gaze directly. “It’s time you heard everything. About me. About Maika. About Caveen.”A flicker passed thr
