A Cruel And Fated Light Novels & Stories

"They pass decrees because they are terrified of the dark. They throw me in a cage because they know that if I am free, their empires will crumble under the weight of their own hypocrisy." Cynthia’s violet eyes narrowed into a sharp, venomous focus. She stepped closer, ignoring the intense heat of the amplified light, until she was standing a mere inch from Carmilla’s suspended frame. She raised her hand, her cold, ring-adorned fingers gently tracing the dark, faint bruising on Carmilla’s throat—the mark Astrid’s fangs had left behind during their stolen night.

My gaze narrowed as I absorbed the weight of his admission, the gravity of our impending confrontation intensifying. A surge of anger welled within me, fueled by the violation of Fernanda's essence. The clash between light and darkness, symbolized by Draxler's transformed state, mirrored the internal turmoil that roiled within me. The battlefield became a canvas upon which the forces of destiny painted their cruel designs.

You could have cost us our fated! A sinking feeling sat within my belly. I hoped my wolf was wrong. I would need to process all the information I had learned. I knew that. Ignoring it was never going to help. All this had taught me that. But, first we needed to fix this. I could not lose Seren. Not now. Not after everything. Like they say, the Moon Goddess chooses a fated mate for a reason. I cannot simply let mine slip away...

!Warning – Sexual content present in this chapter! Clark P.O.V I stood on the balcony, sipping on some vodka and staring out over Rowan’s packlands. A lot was going through my mind. I stared into the direction where my pack used to be. I wondered if the packhouse was just now an empty shell on it’s own or did the rogues inhabit it? If I was going to stay here, I should probably go and get some of my things. I stared down at the glass in my hand, I cant even remember glass number what this was, but I knew that half the bottle was already emptied by me in the past two hours I would guess.

"Why did your daughter have to steal the spot that was rightfully mine? "He owed me, you know? He owed me big time. After fixing my eyes, he was supposed to marry me. However, can you believe what he told me? "He said Yocelyn was his wife. He talked about his duty, his obligations, and his promises to her. "Sure, he gave me back my sight, but I couldn't be Mrs. Floyd… "And why not? I was meant to be in her shoes!" Amelia's laughter spiraled into craziness, her eyes swirling with bitterness. "As long as she breathes, I can't be Mrs. Floyd! Well, if that's the case, she might as well be dead!

Don Julio, determination evident in his voice, declared, "We won't join them. Together, we shall break this curse!" The group tightened their circle, each member drawing strength from the other, their combined energies creating a barrier of light. The shadows, relentless in their pursuit, lunged at the barrier, trying to pierce through. The battle of light and dark raged on, the chamber echoing with a cacophony of ancient laments and present-day resolve. Just as it seemed the shadows might overpower them, the amulet pulsed with a flash of unmatched brilliance, sending a shockwave that pushed back the encroaching darkness.

I watch our blood mix together and, though it is a dark crimson color, there is a purple and blue shimmer to it, the same color that glows from our wolves’ fur under the moonlight. “I Lucas Anthony Fields pledge my loyalty, my service, and my life to you, Alpha Darius Colt Barnett, and to you Alpha Luna Diamond Joy Stone.” Lucas takes the chalice and drinks from it. His hazel eyes glow a bright gold when normally, they are his wolf’s yellow. Before I can say anything, Aurelian takes the chalice.

He laughed at my actions but continued anyways. "You can drop your hands now." I took a peek through my fingers to see him cleaning the camera lens only then did I drop my hands from my face. "Why did you hide?" "You took me unaware and I wasn't prepared for that." I retorted, not looking at him. A small smile pulled on his lips as he scrolled through the camera. "That's the reason it is called unaware shot. You don't prepare for it and besides haven't you heard that unawares are the best and most times pretty."

Amelia said cheering me up. “On a scale of one to ten, how bad is it going to be?” I asks. “Well, we’ve never experienced it before but from what Caden’s mom said, it is the scariest rule ever. A lot of ladies eyeing Caden gets a chance to fight you for your position and it is a fight to death” She said making me sigh. “What are you guys up to?” Keith said as he and Caden walks in. “We are just leaving” I said as I drag Caden out of the room towards his office.

"Only one way to prove that." "Careful, wife." I warned, my voice low and teasing. "I always rise to a challenge." She laughed softly, her gaze falling to the book she’d closed. "Do you know what this book’s about?" I glanced at the title again, pretending to think. "A family, right? Something about poverty and resilience?" She nodded, seeming a bit surprised though she had found the book in the beach house, probably assuming I've never read it. "It’s about overcoming tough beginnings and finding beauty in broken places. It’s sad but also hopeful." Her voice softened and she looked thoughtful.