Carnwennan Fate Novels & Stories

I can’t hold the line alone. Renn steps forward, his satchel open, relics glowing. “Lena, get them out!” he shouts, his aura blazing, no longer broken. He hurls a relic at the grove’s heart, its light erupting, and the trees groan, roots twisting, collapsing the clearing in a wave of earth and flame. Shadowwalkers scream, trapped, but a wraith’s claw catches Renn’s side, blood gushing, his aura faltering. He stumbles, eyes meeting mine, a silent plea—Forgive me.

“What was that? After the place turned back we slowly lost our strength. “It was the strong dark spell called Tenebrous, everything will turn black and the darkness will eat you, you’ll be failed with sadness, anger, loneliness, and every dark emotion that would feed the spell. All the memories that caused these will torture you and if you fail to find happiness in your heart, it will end you. It is way worse than a nightmare.” Rina answered. Timor persist not looking at her and I only nodded. “Did she do that?” I asked while looking at the unconscious witch.

At this time, Lina had returned home, she angrily went straight to her room when the sound of her parents talking caught her attention and stopped to listen even though her whole body was drenched. “ Baby, so we were right with that hypothesis, people have predestined fate and two people come together in this life because of the affection of their previous life.” “ That's right, now just need to verify with the device that the past life that you researched, our spiritual research can be said to be half successful.”

Yes, her eyes were beautiful but Erick knew there was more to her and he was ready to unravel her qualities. As he drove to the golf course, he opened up the top roof of his Cadillac to let in the fresh breeze of the summer afternoon. He pushed the button on his radio and the music of Celine Dion filtered In "my heart will go on "he sang as he drove through the gates of the golf course. His first mission had been accomplished. He felt proud of himself, he hoped the rest of the day would go as planned. Time seems to pass by slowly at times when you have something in view. Eric chatted with some gentlemen at the golf course, played a round of the game, and glanced at his watch. He braved himse

Her voice was steady and it doesn't sound like she's mad at it. I looked at her with puppy eyes, “Won't you be mad at it?” My voice sounded unsure though it was low. My mom gave me a warm smile, “Carnillo family are known in town because of their wealth. And also because of their son who studied in public school, even though they have enough money to educate him in private school.” Now that mom mentioned it, I wonder why King choose public over private. I was speechless for a while, staring at her.

she said, "is Lunareth." The cave pulsed once, as if the earth itself welcomed it. Lunareth—moon-flame. Future Alpha. Fire-fang bond. Outside the ritual room, the pack's howl again arose—not in grief, not in combat, but in reverence. And far, far away, beneath the withering branches of the Hollow Trees, Morgane shifted in her darkness, trembling hands. "She has arrived," the witch croaked. "And fate is no longer ours to command." Shadows Beneath the Moon

“We’ll have cars circling nearby, ready to follow them. Once the kids are gone, the wolves in the forest finish off whoever’s left.” “But if Baylee screams again, doesn’t that kill everyone?” Caron paces. “Not all,” I explain. “The well-dressed ones seem barely affected. Maybe it’s a spell.” “Some of them could be wolves,” Vincent mutters, frowning. “Would explain their resistance.” “Whatever they are,” I shrug, “I don’t care. As long as they die.” Fiona chews her lip—nervous. Matt gently takes her hand, grounding her.

"I suppose it's because I've shifted quite a few times." I nodded, still looking at the ice-blue color of his irises in wonder. The entire time I'd known Cain, I was under the impression that his Lycanthropic ancestry was overpowered by the symptoms of Vampirism. Now I wasn't so sure. I wanted desperately to believe there was an internal struggle for dominance happening between the gene and the disease. I found myself hoping that the Lycanthrope would win. I followed Cain as he got out of the car, pulling the flannel blanket tighter around me as we walked through the cold garage and into the castle.

Rhaenan said, his voice edged with a seriousness I hadn’t heard before. My hands clenched at my sides. “What do you mean?” “Caelora was able to track them after they ran off like that,” Rhaenan continued, his expression thoughtful. “She said all she saw was a red light. That’s why I think Maerwynn.” “Red light?” I scoffed, crossing my arms defensively. “I’m not some beacon of light. I have flesh and bones, like anyone else.” I gestured vaguely at my hair. “But if you’re talking about this—”

It was also because what she stole had always been my destiny to begin with. I looked up at him and smiled lightly. "Then how do you plan to make it up to me?" Jonah curved his lips and pulled me into his arms. "With a lifetime. Is that enough?" Jonah gave me a grand wedding. The moment he held my hand was the first time since my rebirth that I truly felt alive. On the wedding day, I saw my parents. Their eyes were red as they reached out with trembling hands, trying to grab mine. My gaze, however, was cold.