Break The Destiny Mga Nobela at Kwento

Her grandfather's jaw dropped in shock and his eyes turned sad. Something broke inside Destiny's chest and she felt her heart sinking. She knows it was bad to give her grandfather such an ultimatum. But it was the only way. It hurts her even more that she's doing this because she knows that she's Dennis Blackmore's weakness. "You..you don't mean this child." Dennis's voice broke. Destiny looked away, her gaze settling on the busy city beneath her. "You want to try me?" She muttered, adding too much coldness to her words. Her voice was unrecognizable.

But I couldn’t shake the feeling that I’d seen this before — in that red desert, under the three moons. The devil had knocked. And now she wanted in.

We sit down and he begins. “A lot of years ago a prophecy was written that a day would come when creatures of darkness would awaken, and they would gradually start hunting the people on earth, until they no longer existed and darkness would rule. Another prophecy was written that a girl would be born that would be able to withstand all the powers that are needed to be able to defeat this darkness”. “For weeks we have been searching for you with the clues that have been left within the prophecy. The girl will have no living relative.” At the mention of my parents death I had to hold the tears down.

Adian POV I twisted and turned on my bed unable to sleep. It's not like I didn't try... but whenever I would close my eyes her crying face appeard making me guilty every time. I know i should have controlled myself and didn't act so rashly. But what's done is done.. it can't be undone anymore. I signed again thinking about Jes words.... How can I call this love when it has been only few days since I met her... I don't know if she is my soulmate or not or this feelings can be given a name but I know for sure that I'll make her mine..... "Amara.... You're mine and only mine" I mumbled myself and dozed off to sleep.

President Sterling’s ivory smile had finally shattered, and the world was watching the pieces fall. I reached Damien, my hands trembling as I helped him to his feet. His tactical gear was shredded, and his breathing was shallow, but the fire in his eyes hadn't dimmed. He looked at the obsidian shards embedded in my palms—the cost of my small, violent rebellion against the terminal. "You broke the broadcast loop," he rasped, leaning his weight against me. "You didn't just open the door, Celeste. You tore the roof off the whole house." "The Architect wanted to rule the ruins," I said, my voice sounding like cold stone. "I decided to make sure there was nothing left to rule."

" Destiny is the story that we made by ourselves, it's the conscience of our decisions. While prophecies are to happen, but prophecies cover only a part of our unknown future, not the whole future. Meaning, that even if the dark luna comes back to life, even if she brought doom with her. It doesn't mean that there will be no way to have them both alive, it doesn't mean that we can stop her and fix everything that she ruined." This was all she needs to have me Liam and her taking the flight back to New York. She was right, I don't have to give up, not after all these years. I will save her, and even if it's not going to cost my immortality, but even my entire life.

“He carries more than blood. He carries the key.” Morwenna stiffened. “Key to what?” No answer came. Only silence that roared louder than any scream. I surged forward, faster than thought, and for the first time my hand closed on the figure’s cloak. Flame devoured flesh, pain tearing into me—but I held. I dragged it back, forcing its faceless head to face mine. “You think destiny is yours to decide?” My voice was ash and thunder. “You forget—I am the one who broke gods. I am the one who chose her over eternity.”

Nike She almost laughed at how shamelessly Infinitus supported his Golden daughters, what a father, unrelenting and unwilling to accept the fact that his daughters had well passed their glory days, even in his slumber, his fingers toyed with very looms of fate', manipulating destiny so that they found themselves at the same place and at the same time. It simply was nothing short of being pathetic, all he was simply achieving was leading the lambs to her slaughterhouse, what a destiny!, to lose and to be conquered in every single lifetime, it was almost sad and pitiful to kill them. Almost being the key word.

"I'm going to send you the new utensils to replace the ones my beautiful wife broke," "I didn't broke anything!" he heard Haley scream. "and stop telling that I'm beautiful!" Even though she was far from the phone, he could still hear her voice. "Whether you broke it or not, you still broke it." Tim answered. "And I'll call you beautiful because you really are beautiful and there's nothing else you can do about it." "No! I said I'm not! You liar! "Don't mind him, Alec. And I'm gonna hang up now, I need to talk to Haley..."