Author Of My Own Destiny Manga Novels & Stories

The path ahead was uncertain, full of challenges and discoveries, but it was my path to walk. I was Aurora Nightshade – Celestial hybrid, bridge between worlds, and architect of my own destiny. The game hadn't just changed; it had transformed entirely. And I was ready to write the new rules.

I press my bleeding palm to the yellow gemstone. "For the woman who endured childlessness. For the Luna who suffered under the weight of duty, and for my child. For both my children." Nothing happens, but I didn't expect it to. I've only said the reasons I am doing this. I haven't accepted who I am yet. Only by accepting myself will I find my power. Speaking into the empty room, I breathe and voice out the truth of my existence. "I am Destiny. A woman. A werewolf of the Silvercrest pack. I was rescued by parents who loved me, and because of that, all I ever wanted was a family of my own.

I yelled, lunging toward the inkwell and the violet quill. "Kaima, what are you doing?" Rowan asked, catching my arm. "He’s the author," I said, my eyes fixed on the quill. "If he can erase us, then we have to write ourselves back in. We have to take the pen!" --- ### The Battle for the Narrative The Creator saw me reaching for the inkwell. He let out a dry, rattling laugh. "You want to write? You’re an Asset, Kaima. Assets don't hold the pen. They are the ink."

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This book can also be found on the author's personal website. I also write other works such as Godfather World and TIme Cross Academy so do check those out if you like my writing style! Thank you and hope to see you join the Tiny Army! Signing off Destiny Aitsuji

"Isn't it strange that your fated mate could be half way across the world from you? Your pack members who found their mates here might have had to take chosens if they never met their mates." "It was meant to be, they were meant to find their fated mates eventually. One way or another the universe would have shifted and they would have found each other eventually. But I wouldn't have had it any other way." He turned to glance at me, "Coming here now tops the list of the best decisions I've made in my life so far." I smiled, "Since when did you start believing in things meant to be Roman? Do you suddenly believe in destiny now?" "I don't." He turned back to the mirror drying his hair, "I writ

'Crap,why now and how did she notice me? "Aren't you that famous solo manga illustrator? The manga illustrator who keeps hiding?"She asked with the excitement in her face as I sweatdrop. "It's really you! I can't believe it I'm a huge fan of yours!"She exclaimed and the people from the outside were looking at us because of the scene she just made up. "Excuse me,please could you--" "Rain Celeste! The author of the famous manga and illustrator!"

Each book had the name of the Moon Goddess, Judah, Mira Red, and Liam Blake, the four names that didn't have any destiny written for them. "I understand the other three have no destiny. How did Liam Blake get into the list?" Jay asked. He still couldn't understand how Liam's name got into the list, no matter how hard he tried to think. There was no other explanation. Did the Moon Goddess deliberately not telling Liam's destiny to the Author? The Author made a gesture, and Liam's book opened. Jay's eyes widened when he realized Liam's book had words in it. Liam's fate stopped when he was eighteen years old, and after that, nothing was written in his Book of Fate.

" I figured we could get something closer to your folks. I'm sure you won't want to be too far away from them." "I don't even like my parents," I said. “I—” "You don't actually know me." Now that the dam has burst, I can't keep the flood of wrath at bay. "You don't know anything about me." "I'd like to get to know you," he continues, unable to silence me. "After we're friends, right?" When you can rearrange all of my small bits?" "Of course not!" says the author.

I leaned against the wall, struggling to breathe, and just as Charles's gaze started to sweep my way, I pushed off the wall and slipped out of the banquet hall, my steps heavy but determined. I have always been the kind of person who would rather curl up with a book than hit a party, so as I made my way there, it was no surprise that I flew under the radar. However, I could not help overhearing a few whispers about Charles and me. Some folks felt sorry for me, while others seemed green with envy that I was the one married to him.