Altered Destinies Novels & Stories

Whispers swept through her ear in response, “Destined.” “But she was human...” He hesitated. The breeze intensified into a gale, hurling him against the wall, and words were spread through the air in a gust, “Accept your destiny, cursed Alpha!” Clarity in his mind returned, as irritating his goddess again would have unimaginable consequences.

"I know." Killian stepped protectively in front of his son. "What is this altar asking?" "It asks nothing," the Goddess replied. "It simply reveals possibility. It has not chosen. It never forces." Seraphina looked relieved. "So Aiden isn't destined?" "No," the Moon Goddess answered firmly. "Destiny is a road. Choice is the traveler." Lumen quietly approached the altar. To everyone's surprise, a ninth rune suddenly appeared—one that had not existed before. It glowed with gentle white light, displaying a symbol resembling two open hands reaching toward each other.

It served as a constant reminder of the enduring power of love and the interconnectedness of all beings. And so, the story of Alessia, Lucas, Phoenix, Gracelynn, and the chosen Alphas became a legend—an eternal tale of love, sacrifice, and the transformative nature of embracing one's destiny. Their journey resonated through the ages, reminding future generations that the power to shape their world lay within their hearts and the choices they made.

Leaving my room, I stepped into the unknown, ready to face the Alpha, my heart heavy with both trepidation and the whispers of a newfound destiny. Having finally settled the storm of thoughts within me, I found a sense of peace amidst the ruins of my shattered destiny. The realization that my fate had been robbed from me, entwined with Weston, was bittersweet, but it offered a strange solace in its own right. I had come to accept that some things were simply beyond our control, and the only power we possessed lay in how we chose to respond.

Nix went to pay while Betty sat on the couch waiting for him, he came out with a bag in his hands "You don't expect me to carry this for you right?" Betty immediately took the bag from his hands and left without looking back while nix followed behind but before he had left he had heard the lady whisper something about them being a strange couple Nix glanced at Betty "Phoenix and Betty....." he thought He tried to combine their names but couldn't make out anything meaningful so he brought out his cell phone and searched for the meaning of their names Phoenix:- Anything Reborn after being destroyed. Betty:- A beautiful woman

With only a chuckle, I wave him off, “Yes, I know. Chasing a new dream again, or should I say my destiny.” He looks at me with very sincere eyes, “Why does it seem that they are all broken. Where do you find yourself going this time?” I glance over to Tyler that is busy filling up the car, “Taking the broken man where he really wants to be.” “So he is still broken?” “I think I might have just broken him more than he was before.” “But,” he points to my belly, “There is hope at least.” “Yes, let us just hope that it is enough.”

I asked my wolf in my mind feeling very confused. “Fate, my darling it is fate. Remember the story mother told us about two brothers being reincarnated and how you are they key to stopping the destruction of our kind or bringing about the destruction of our kind? well this is it. You have to decide and pick one of them,” Serene said. I just looked back and forth between the both of them and I did what I knew how to do best, I ran.

Pathetic. ><><><>< At that time, Zeline and her three friends, Mesya, Fini, and Vera, promised to get together to release their homesickness after two weeks of being busy with their respective jobs. Mesya, a slender beautiful woman, has long black hair and now works as her fiancé, Pradipta, a famous cafe & restaurant entrepreneur who has branches throughout Indonesia? Fini, a sexy woman with long blonde hair, is a nightclub entrepreneur in several big cities in Indonesia. This woman who often changes partners loves travelling to various countries.

“What is he-” I couldn’t finish my sentence. Aldus let out a long, audible breath and then he added in a harsh and raw voice, “Destruction! Massacre! Bloodbath!” Aldus’s eyes opened sharply as he glared at me. His dark eyes turned blood red and his calm expression changed miraculously. He continued, looking at me, “I can see only chaos in your destiny, Miss.” “Chaos? What do you mean?” He answered in that same harsh tone, “You will bring destruction for the pack. Everyone will suffer, numerous will be burnt to death and your life will be full of misery.”

Pale skin, faint lines of light threading through the fingers like constellations beneath the surface. Then it vanished. My breath caught. “Oh,” Nyx whispered. “Oh gods.” Damian moved in front of me instantaneously, as if he could shield me from a concept. But this wasn’t something claws or fangs or magic could fight. Not yet. Not until we understood it. “This is connected to the Queen,” I said. “And the Rogue King. And the prophecy. And every choice we disrupted.” Eryx, who had been silent until now, stepped closer. “This realm held destiny in place. When you tore that destiny apart, when you refused every role created for you… you didn’t erase the old versions. You displaced them.”