By Fate I Conquer Cora Reilly Novels & Stories

We all nod in silent agreement. Looking around the delivery room, I see all of us sharing an emotion that most of us have forgotten about since the Fated Plague took so many of our loved ones and changed all of our lives in such horrific ways. Hope. THE END Now you are probably wondering, "When is the next book?!" Book 3: Choosing Fate (Saph's Story)- Coming Winter of 2023 Consider engaging with me in places such as the Book of Faces and/or The Gram of Instant Gratification ;)

Revenge for killing my mate, and revenge for the power that should have never gone to her. I looked out of the cabin I was staying in and looked out at the forest. Birds chirped in the distance as the sun began to fall for the day. I took a sip of my tea before a smile spread on my face. Shortly after, a roar unlike I’d heard before echoed in the forest. Excitement filled my belly. It was officially time for the Queen to fall and a King to now control. THE END. THIS CONCLUDES BOOK ONE: DANCING WITH FATE.

“I can see things. I can see... shadows of the future, ripples in the world. It’s a curse, you know. Seeing what will happen before it happens.” Ryan’s eyes narrowed. “What do you see?” Her gaze flicked to the ground, then back to him. “I see death. I see a throne, empty and cold. I see a girl. She will rise. She will take it. And you will be in her way.” Ryan’s pulse quickened, but he masked his reaction with a cold laugh. “A girl? Is that supposed to scare me?” “It should.” Cora stood, her voice low but filled with a quiet, unsettling certainty. “She’s destined to be more than you can imagine. More than anyone can stop.”

"I’ve spent fifteen years bleeding for this pack. I’ve led the vanguard against the Iron Fangs. I’ve killed more enemies than I can count. And now I’m told I have to bow to a girl who can’t even shift?" "She is our mate, Cora," Killian growled, his claws starting to tip his fingers. "Watch your tongue." "A mate is a gift, but a Queen is a leader," Cora snapped back, looking at the crowd. "Look at her! She’s a weakling. She took one hit from a silver club and stayed in bed for a week. How is she supposed to lead us into a war? How is she supposed to make the hard choices when her heart is as fragile as her bones?"

But when she learned it, she would feel wonderful. In fact, life was almost the same as riding a bike. Most of the time, one would feel that the speed of riding was as fast as the time passed, because before she could see the scenery on the roadside, she had already been in a hurry. Sometimes, she would even hit a telegraph pole. At this time, some people chose to pat the dust, some chose not to ride, and some were afraid of riding. Some people said that character decided fate, while some stood out to deny it. However, in Cora's opinion, her personality did determine her fate. Cowardice could be bullied, and being strong could make a big deal. Between the two, Cora always forced herself to b

They said they'd turn me into the lowest rogue, that they'd exile me to the wastelands. No matter how many times I checked my phone, how I searched for any possible leak, I found nothing. But how was Cora’s recipe exactly like mine? All my potion ideas were mine alone. I couldn't figure it out, even as I died. Cora was a fool. She couldn't tell the difference between a healing herb and a common weed. How did she keep stealing my work? Emma’s voice snapped me back to the present. "Freya, I heard your sister is competing this year too. Who do you think will win...?"

“Elara caught Colin and that little fox shifter girl from the neighboring town behind the butcher’s shop. Naked, can you imagine?” My eyes widened, and I clapped a hand over my mouth. “No! Colin and… what’s her name again? The one with the red hair?” “Cora,” Greta supplied, nodding enthusiastically. “Yes, her! And you know Elara, she made such a fuss. Colin’s been banned from seeing Cora, of course, but I don’t think that’ll stop them. I heard they’re planning to run off together. Can you believe it?” I gasped, letting myself play into the theatrics of it. “No, really? Cora’s only just shifted for the first time, she’s barely more than a pup herself! What does she see in Colin?”

My warriors move through the wreckage, some limping, some bleeding, some staring too blankly at nothing at all. We won. And it feels like we lost everything. I stand near the shattered eastern wall, my claws still stained red, chest rising hard as I try to slow my breathing. My ears ring from the howls, the clash of bone and steel, the screams that came too late to stop. But none of it compares to the image burned into my mind. Cora. I saw her fight. Moon Goddess help me, I saw everything. She moved like something unleashed. Not reckless. Not desperate. Controlled. Lethal. Her strikes were clean, precise, powerful enough to shatter bones with ease. A rogue twice her size went down under her

“Remember, by all means, let it disappear.” “Yes, lady.” Ceto followed Lina's orders because, in this day and age, it's not unusual to kill people according to their master's will, as long as someone gets in his way, he will be killed. Moreover, for a powerful king like Pappas, it was not difficult at all. After a few days of searching, Ceto also found the person in the picture. That person is none other than Marina. In the past Marina lived alone, her parents died early, so she lived alone by gathering.

They walked towards Cindy’s ward in silence after their meeting with the doctor, and Thelma honestly looked like she was ready to murder someone. She wanted Brian for herself and didn’t want anyone to ruin that plan for her. She knew just what she had to do…. *** Back to present I got home very nervous, with this feeling in my stomach that something bad was going to happen. And God, was I right… Immediately I got to the house one of the maids; Hope was waiting for me outside. “Madam would like to speak to you.” She said with a knowing smirk on her face. I nodded in thanks and headed for the hall where I knew she'd be waiting. I walked slowly wishing the floor would just swallow me up.