Novel & Cerita Crowned By Fate

I cannot breathe. Her voices crash through my mind. “Four shall be bound to her soul, Their fates entwined, their strength united. Through their bond, the lost shall awaken, And the ancient bloodline shall be reborn. From their union, a king shall rise, A son of both past and future, To reclaim the throne long forsaken, And restore balance to the world. Bound by five, her strength shall awaken, And through their bond, the Lycans shall rise. The time nears. The White Wolf stirs.”

It sounded so familiar… “Wait, as in Azariah Cadelyn?” Chase asked, surprise threading through his voice. “As in Alpha Kiran Cadelyn's son? From the Crimsonfang pack?” Huh? I looked up, Chase’s eyes widened, mirroring my own shock. The name hit me like a punch. The Crimsonfangs were infamous for their brute strength, their reputation casting a long shadow over many packs. Undefeated, dominating the warzones like it was their playground. I’d only ever dreamed about meeting Alpha Kiran, which stemmed from rumors that swirled around him like whispers in the dark. He was loved just as much as he was feared, the perfect man adored by many. Yet, his son and Luna were rarely mentioned.

He tossed and turned for sometimes because he was restless, he couldn’t sleep due to what the woman said earlier, it was lingering on his mind “Although Mal runs so fast, he still couldn’t run past fate. Your fate is like that of Mal, you are agile, fast and swift, your fate is right in front of you. Your illness that you have been battling with for a long time, its cure is right in front of you, it’s now up to you to be smart like Mal and never miss the chance”

“But why? She’s so young.” Ailm lowers her head slightly. “War is coming. I can feel it in my bones. I had no choice.” Caden reaches for her again—but freezes. On his palm, a strange mark glows: a circle with a cross inside. Ailm nuzzles it. “It’s like a current,” he says, shocked. “It’s an Ailm mark,” she explains. “We are fated. Not just mates—fated. A rare, divine connection.” Drake stiffens. “Will Baylee wear the same mark?”

I was as good as dead. “Uhm, tonight is the full moon, Miss. Are you sure everyone voted correctly?” Grace asked in her voice. I gulped. I couldn’t speak. “I’m sure everyone did. And even if tonight is the full moon, what does it matter? Scared the big wolves are going to haunt you down?” Another student taunted. The potential Alphas, Betas and gammas hooted tauntingly. “You wish. The hunting game is on,” an omega retaliated. The others nodded in response. There was no way they would ever give in to the others. This was a fight for power and dominance. I was just hopelessly trapped in between.

I walked towards him as he is seated majestically on his golden throne with his wizard Harrod standing next to him. Harrod makes all kinds of medicines and black magic for father. "Father, you sent for me." I say with a small bow. "Yes." He replies. "What is it father?." I asked politely. He faced Harrod and gestures at him to speak up. Harrod turned to me and bowed. " My prince, i'm afraid there's no cure for the king's deformed hand in this kingdom." He says. I glanced at father's left deformed arm and sighed. He always uses a golden glove to hide it.

"Don't you dare do anything to that girl. Marriage is not something that you can build and just break anytime that you want. She's now your brother's wife and you'll respect her for that. She now have the blood of Ahmad El-Mubarak running through her vein, she's now my daughter in law. I'm just trying to hold back somethings because of Aryan, I'm sure that very soon he will come back to his senses and when my son regain back his memory, I'll inform the chieftains to arrange for the coronation..." "Coronation after Aryan has regain back his memory? Dad, I thought it will take place before next month? I mean, by next month 2nd, I thought everything would have been done by then?." "Yes, it was

He attempted to step away from it, but he couldn't because it kept on following him. Then I remembered what I had seen at the garden's entrance before we entered. Debitus constitutus promissio(Debt Establishment, promise.) It was written in block letters and a language I didn't know I could comprehend until now. No one was able to read it, not even Maya. Aiden had vowed, and he wouldn't escape from it until he fulfilled his wish or until he was dead. He clasped the sword, and his eyes bored into mine. “I'm sorry,” He muttered.

the Fate shrugged with her eyebrows raised. Justum came down from the mound to stand beside the Favored of the Fates. He gave her his nod of approval. "Well, Your Majesty, you have won," he told her as if his stamp of approval made it so. Though, perhaps in a way, it did. Aurora looked over his shoulder at the still form in Fate Omid's arms. "Really?" she challenged Justum, "I had hoped winning would feel quite different."

Then, this must be the misfortune cat. Dad once told me that the misfortune cat was also known as the unlucky cat. They were born with a strong power that comes with a strong curse. At some certain fixed point of their age, the misfortune cat would witness the death of their parents. The darker their fur colour, the stronger they are as well as their ‘curse’. And the deadliest one dad said that he had ever seen was coloured obsidian black and yet this one— —is perfect black. Even darker compared to Vanta-black.