Avalon Fate Novels & Stories

“The Beta of the Blackthorn Pack, you know him. Loyal bloodline, strong leadership. His only daughter rejected her bond years ago. She’s unmated and she’s willing.” Zyon’s jaw clenched. “You’re suggesting I take someone who rejected her destined mate and pretend that’s the same?” “That’s not how this works.” “Sometimes,” Jettson said evenly, “that’s exactly how it works. Alliances hold packs together. Not wishes. Not fairy tales. Survival depends on strategy.” Zyon's fists curled at his sides. “I’m not a pawn in some political arrangement.” “You’re an Alpha,” Jettson replied, rising from his seat. “Which means your personal desires come second to the survival of your people. I’ve invited the

How could I even forget when each and every single one of them was stuck in my head like a song on a fucking replay. "I Avalon Michael Vega reject you Logan Romano as my mate and hope never to see you ever again or it will be your end" My end she told me? My end began the day the moon goddess made us mates and my fate got sealed when we bonded so there is no fucking end for me anymore unless the cold hands of death and I would gladly embrace it if it meant dying in her arms one more time.

"We'll use it." She was already thinking about what came next. Not Greymaw specifically—they were a tool, not the hand. The hand was Cassian, and Cassian had been building his position for years, patient and careful, and a failed negotiation would not stop him. It would make him more direct. Lyra spoke from the far wall, her first words since the meeting began. "He will move before the full moon," she said. "Whatever he intends, he moves before the full moon."

Damn you, Robert! Wanda cursing inwardly repeatedly while she busy sniffing herself. Make sure his scent hasn’t left any trace on her body. She’s now on her way home. Swiftly changed her new role as a loving and motherly mate for her husband. Leonard Levy. The next heir of Levy clan and Levy Corp. A multi-billion international company that has overruled most countries in Three World. And Wanda must play her role playfully nice in front of him. He’s one of the kind. A type of very jealous and possessive beast. A kind that Wanda must be very cautious on every step which she leads on.

She was taller than me and she radiated an aura of power that made my wolf cower inside me. “I am Vanessa Langford,” she said, tilting her chin up. “Declan’s future wife and the future Luna of this pack. And you… you are nothing. A mistake left over from a traitorous bloodline.” My heart pounded but I refused to look away. “I’m not interested in your husband-to-be,” I said, my voice surprisingly steady. “You can have him.” Vanessa’s eyes flashed with rage. “And yet, here you are, trying to charm him.”

Panic settled in everyone's heart. I need to find my sister's blood. Avalon's bloodline remains and must not be allowed to die this time. I know I'm only Aurora's half-sister, but she was still my sister. I need to find and protect her descendant, and I think Elowen is the best one to send. We can't forcibly take her from there or another war will break out. We can only secretly meet her until she discovers who she truly is. I'm sure that someone in that kingdom already knows who she is and evil will rise again. We need to get to her before they do. I must right my wrongs this time. I must protect the only one I have left. Before anyone could leave, the ancient runes flared once more. A sing

He asked her in a curt tone but Georgia kept quiet. “I'm asking a question!!! What's your name!!!” He yelled so hard that everyone flinched feeling a cold spine run through them. “Georgia Brooke” she replied in a shaky voice. “I, Jared Cameron, the Alpha of the blue moon pack, reject you, Georgia Brooke of the blue moon pack as my fated mate.." And that was it. Georgia felt a pain coursing through her body.

"You're lying! How could they have died in a fire? They were perfectly fine in the castle! Did someone bribe you to disrupt the ceremony? Which of my enemies convinced you to do this?!" David fell to his knees in fear, begging for mercy. "Alpha, please! I swear it's the truth! But… there was something strange about the fire. When we found them, Lady Violetta and Lord Sylvan were unrecognizable. Their faces were burned beyond recognition. We couldn't save them..." Kaelen's face turned ashen as the words sank in. He picked up his whip, his hands trembling with rage. He lashed out at David, his fury consuming him.

I approached slowly and they fell silent. “Alpha Lamont,” Lucille hissed, her voice carrying malice. I never trusted her. “I’m sorry for what’s happening with Azalea,” she continued. “But perhaps the Moon Goddess was wrong about your mate and your title.” What if the Moon Goddess had been wrong? What if I wasn’t supposed to be Alpha. Could this be some mistake? Could fate be wrong? I wasn’t sure anymore. As I walked away doubt filled my mind.

We were not merely two wolves brought together by circumstance, but rather a fated pair destined to confront the forces that threatened our pack. The forgotten past revealed a prophecy, whispered in hushed tones through the ages. It spoke of an Alpha and a chosen one, bound by a sacred bond and destined to face a formidable adversary. The true nature of the rogues that had captured Alpha Damien was far more sinister than we had ever imagined. They were not mere outcasts but a malevolent force seeking to shatter the delicate balance between light and darkness.