Romans & histoires Chasing Fate Across The World

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.

FAITH I had to have gone mad. The blood bond had corrupted my mind, and I was losing it. There was no other explanation for the giddy butterflies swarming in my stomach and chest as I sprinted through the trees. I could feel him waiting impatiently, giving me a chance to put some space between us before he came after me. But the second he did, the second he took his first step forward, I knew. I could feel him hunting me, stalking me like I were his prey. He could have caught me within seconds, but he was playing with me, and I was enjoying the game.

I pull my sweater closer and rub my palms to make them warm. By now Christopher is walking on the road, and I run hurriedly to catch up with him. The road is empty with only street lights glowing. They seem to be the only source diminishing the darkness surrounding us. Christopher is simply wearing his shirt, and The thought worries me that he might catch a cold in this weather. I don't know where Christopher is going? And what happened to him suddenly? He doesn't bother to take a look at me, despite having me walking right next to him. Why is he ignoring me? He keeps walking with a grim expression on his face. It astonishes me when after some time I suddenly find his eyes glancing randomly

The warmth loosened the tightness in his muscles — but not the ache in his chest. "The Full Moon was coming. Seven years, seven long years and still, nothing. No sign of you." he whispered in his mind. His hands braced against the shower wall, droplets trailing down his back, his dark hair slicked to his forehead. "I’ve searched every territory… every gathering. Every unfamiliar scent on the wind, he thought. Always hoping… always waiting." "They say she doesn’t exist, his jaw clenched. That I’m chasing a ghost. That maybe she was never born. Or worse-"

That isn’t random… It’s organised and strategic. But why? What’s the end goal here? Is chase part of this? Or is that just a coincidence? I don’t waste time trying to answer those questions, there will be time later. I launch forward, Ceraon taking over in a burst of speed, the warriors stumbling into pursuit behind me. The wind blows back into my face, still no scent of wolf, nothing out of the ordinary at all. except. every now and then I catch blood, but the wind is blowing it about, making it impossible to track easily.

"Get out. Both of you!." "Yes, your highness.!" They chorused as they rushed out of my room. I sighed and pushed my hair backwards, what does father want this time?. He just ruined my moment!. Am prince Chad Alword. The only son and heir of the great king Alword, ruler of Sinae Kingdom. Am tall, have black hair, vale colored eyes, pink lips, pointed nose and perfectly handsome. I puff out deep breathe immediately I entered into his mighty chamber. I walked towards him as he is seated majestically on his golden throne with his wizard Harrod standing next to him.

I love him so much and I don't want to lose him forever. I held his pinky finger and stroked it gently; I remember a story he once told me. “Vincent... Have you ever heard the story about the red string of fate?” I ask. He was silent for a moment in thought, then said, “Hmm. I heard that when I went to Japan. The local people there call it “Unmei no akai ito”. According to legend, the gods tie an invisible red thread to the pinky finger of two people who are bound to find each other in life. They will love each other no matter what and only death can do them part.”

Fate is what takes you down that road you ever so often avoid taking. Take, for instance, driving down a deserted road and finding a woman that was stuck and helpless pulled off on the side. At the time, I had no idea that it was where I was supposed to be with whom I am meant to be, doing what I should be doing...falling in love.

I was a well trained killing machine. "Come on stubborn girl." Travis continued. Was he honestly planning on staying beside me this whole time? "Are you a stalker?" I asked suddenly whirling around. "You keep appearing around me." "Fate is a funny thing." Travis chuckled stopping the car again. Fate... I hated that word more than anything else. What was fate anyway? It was a thing that determined our path, determined where we went, determined who we loved, it was all a bunch of bullshit if you asked me.

The weather was getting darker as each second ticked by. She could no longer see clearly as she kept running. Wiping the sweat off her hairline, Ava glanced over her shoulder and when her eyes got in contact with loud thunderous claws which slapped against the ground, she doubled her speed. A groan escaped her lips as the creature almost took a grab of her. Her attackers were stronger and faster which she didn't fully know. A non-existent creature is what she called them. Just then, a scarier creature almost took a bite off her right leg. With its claws sinking deep into her skin, a sharp pain took over her leg and she fell right on her face.