Black Spindle Destiny Novels & Stories

"Alright, I guess we’re watching The Waiting Place tonight." Aaron whooped, throwing an arm around her neck in a spontaneous hug. "You’re going to love it!" he promised, his voice brimming with confidence. Intrigued, Lila turned the DVD over, reading the summary on the back. “When a sudden blizzard separates young siblings Elara and Finn from their mother, they stumble into a hidden world beyond the snowdrifts. This magical land, bursting with vibrant colors and fantastical creatures, is home to the Horts, a kind and quirky race of three-foot-tall beings. The Horts, touched by the children’s plight, vow to help them find their way back to their mother. Thus begins an extraordinary adventure

Zelin hissed. Fini chuckled. She was so happy teasing Zeline. "If you want to have a relationship with Steven, I suggest you have to prepare yourself as well as possible. Apart from Steven, just like you, struggling to change your dip partner. You also have to be ready to face a witch who is much more creepy than the cruel stepmother in the story of Cinderella." Zeline warned Fini. "Jeez! What kind of joke is that Zel? Are you calling Steven's mother a bad witch? Oh, I'm so not afraid, and I want to meet her even more." Fini chuckled at Zeline's warning.

I hope I won't get this type of Cruel Destiny at my next birth. Now, I am free.

A part of them was positive that this was a trap, but they had already mind-linked the other warriors of the pack. And that was when Destiny picked up the most heavenly scent that she had ever smelled. It was way better than the smell of the food cooked by Liara’s mother. It was a combination of soil after the first rain and lavender. ‘Mate.’ Destiny growled at that scent. Destiny quickly wanted to go near her mate and looked around in search of him, and immediately her eyes met his blood-red eyes. But why was he hidden there? Before she could understand that the warriors who were trying to remove the rock, their heads fell on the ground.

Chronos, his gaze settling on me, answered, "To provide guidance, to offer a beacon in this ever-shifting realm." Alec, ever protective, stepped in front of me. "Why focus on Sasha?" Chronos, a smile playing on his timeless lips, replied, "Because she, more than any of you, is intertwined with the fabric of this place. There's a thread of destiny, strong and glowing, tied to her essence." I felt a shiver run down my spine. "What does that mean? What thread?" He extended a hand, revealing a shimmering strand of light, delicate yet pulsating with energy. "This," he began, "is the thread of your destiny, Sasha. It weaves through ages, binding moments, connecting past and future."

And with Jack as her pawn, we must find her mortal body in order to destroy the black witch before it’s too late. “When you said Ryan’s scent smelled a little like the undead, I realized that there were a lot of spies around us’ I said to Destine, remembering our secret conversation when we arrived at my parents’ territory. ‘Mellisa’s power is limited, she’s not as strong as Pearl who has mastered the power of darkness completely, it’s only a matter of time before she can be free from Mellisa’s white magic’ Destine replied and my heart worried that if that time comes and we haven’t found the black witch’s mortal body, then….

Corey accepted without thinking, he didn't just do that, he also swore to Grant me even the most impossible wish, which was like asking for an arm and a leg. "Fone? I accept". I smiled at the face of my husband. "Good, let the best win". He bid me a goodnight, turned around and fell asleep. The following day, I was left to my investigation, Corey and Jason left for work and it would be for the entire day again.. "Muna, where do you think we can find the gem?". Lucia questioned me as we entered the study room together. "Don't know but help me find out any clue,".

It was a phantom wolf, its eyes sparkling with an eerie intelligence. The pack gazed in amazement and horror as the spirit wolf approached, and then, in a voice that seemed to reverberate from the very bowels of the ground, it uttered, "The Moonlit Meadow is at a crossroads, and the threads of destiny are unraveling. Choices will be made, alliances destroyed, and new destiny established. You are all part of a larger scheme, and the day of reckoning is upon you."