Characters Of Destiny Novels & Stories

The next morning, Matilda woke up feeling groggy and disoriented. She had tossed and turned all night, haunted by nightmares of her parent's death. As she got dressed, she tried to push the memories out of her mind and focus on the day ahead, she heard a knock on the door. She opened it to find two omegas standing in front of her. One was a tall, thin blonde named Felicia, and the other was a short, plump redhead named Emily. Matilda recognized them as two of the pack's other omegas.

[ Sophia ] I don't want to be the one! I never imagined my life to come on this turn where I found no way to escape my fixed destiny.All I ever dreamt to pursue my masters's degree at Cambridge and start a new life somewhere far from this city which only gave me deep scars to remember but like I said, destiny always played dirty tricks on me.

Like just a second would be enough for them to tear us apart. 'Why are you helping us?' jessica asks. 'As I said, I don't like you'll here' says the alpha and continues 'Now leave and never return to this forest' 'Where should we start looking?' I ask. 'Destiny is bound to open paths for those who care to see' saying so the alpha turns to leave and the remaining pack follows, while the animals on the right corner seem to be eager for a chance. 'Lets go now' urges Jessica and pulls me along. We walk hoping its the right way and reach the tangled roots again, but this time the roots open up and make a path for us to pass through easily.

"If we're going to do this, I want it to be the best of the best..." "Unforgettable?" Emma said, panting. "Unforgettable," Max replied, devouring her mouth more eagerly... Destiny playing its tricks...

--2018-- Destiny. Some say it’s stupid. Some say it’s valid. For me? It was both stupid and valid. But mostly, it was something that I was willing to experience in every single lifetime I had left. Because it made me reunite with him. The one who almost killed me when we were kids. Who was meant to be my enemy. Who we were always meant to ignore or fight and move on. But again. Destiny. Destiny has its ways of bringing you all levels of sadness and a massive amount of happiness.

Jarret said shocked. "An Aloisia is a warrior. The Aloisia and Aloysius arise in a time of suffering and injustice to bring justice to the people" "what? I don't understand mama" "If what he said is true, you are the Aloisia. you are the promised warrior. I'm so sorry for not telling you but I was not sure" "Your white hair should have made me confirm but I thought the story of the Aloisia and the Aloysius was just a legend"

“Do you have a choice in being the King? Of ruling over the council? Can you take off your disguise right here, right now, and announce your identity without fear of being swarmed by everyone at the park?” He was right…I didn’t have a choice. But I was different…and maybe, so was he. “I was born with a purpose, Kaleb.” I told him. “I was born to be the King. It’s not just my only choice, it’s my destiny.” “And I might not know what my destiny is or where my fate would lead me, but I know my purpose.” He told me just as seriously, never breaking eye contact. “I have a sister and she is terminally ill. I have to save her…if you are willing to help.”

“Not just as a broken girl. Not even as the heir to a forgotten throne. But as what you created. The ghost you failed to destroy. The storm you thought you could chain.” Destiny hasn’t abandoned me. No—she’s sharpening her blades. Circling like a predator through time, waiting for the right moment. And when it comes, when the stars align and the moon dares rise again—I won’t just fight. I’ll end him.

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.

Rori closed her eyes and nodded as her stomach growled, “Maybe some more fruit too, then?” Rori exhaled, “Yes please that would be spectacular,” she managed to speak a little firmer than before. The orange haired girl walked over and hopped up on the bed with her legs crossed “My name is Destiny, what's yours?” Rori took a good long look at the young woman on her bed. Although she was obviously not human, she looked and certainly acted as if she were around Rori’s age, and she had been nothing but nice to her so far. “Umm Rori, my name is Rori.” Destiny hummed, nodding her head “that's really pretty, did Murdok save you from vampires too?” Destiny was almost whispering as she leaned forward