Cruel Mercy Destiny 2 Novels & Stories

“Mercy is what separates us from beasts like you.” Darius sneered, pacing around her like a predatory wolf relishing its prey. “Your mercy is weakness. And weakness has no place on the throne.” “You mistake ambition for strength,” she shot back despite the pain running through her. “But wolves who betray the moon never triumph.” His lip curled into a mischievous smile. “Then watch as I prove you very wrong.” With a swift movement, he lunged.

Majesta felt strong hands grab her arms, pull her down the bed, but she fought and threw someone across the room. The smell of blood hit her, and she was drawn to it, to taste it, savor it. She crawled toward the man on the floor, found the wound on his head. Placing both hands on his head, pulling him toward her. She licked the blood off his temple, then moved to his neck. The moment she tried to do more, she was pushed away and fell on the floor. In the next moment, she was pulled off the floor, placed back in bed again. This time, she couldn’t fight; her arms were tied down again, and a bag of blood was pushed into her mouth. Majesta didn’t want the bag and tried to get to the man again.

He had traded his sovereignty for my memory, and now he was content to be the earth beneath my feet. Ryan finally stepped down the ramp. His boots clicked against the metal, then squelched into the mud with a rhythmic, mechanical precision. He didn't draw a weapon. He didn't need to. He was the only one left in the valley with a functioning core and a pulse that didn't skip. He stopped three meters away, the scent of Sea Salt and Iron flaring into a suffocating, possessive storm. "The Southern Alpha is dead. The Mercy Alliance is a graveyard," Ryan murmured, his gaze scanning my broken frame. "The world is about to go quiet, Aria. And you're too weak to survive the noise."

Recognition, again, like the two of us were discovering a shared language without the words for it. “You can’t promise that,” she whispered. “I can promise me,” I said. “That’s all anyone can do.” Mercy appeared behind us, as if she’d stepped out of the air itself. She carried a small pouch at her hip, herbs and needles and other quiet weapons. “Stop,” she said. We stopped. Mercy crouched and pressed her palm to the ground, eyes half-lidded. The gesture looked like prayer until you watched her fingers, the way they traced patterns too deliberate to be reverent.

"Yes! Sweet princess... if you dare to enter, you'll never be the same person again - the Shedimoore is a forest with bite, home to no-headed cyclops, all-powerful undead Lycans, and a whole lot more screwed up stuff!" "That will never happen..." I uttered sounding terrified. "You can’t escape your destiny, but you can avoid it with your free might. Even if you've been burying your head for years, destiny will continue to offer itself until you're ready to embrace it. Destiny isn't going to give up on you. ... What will happen to you in life is destiny, and what you choose to do with it is free will. Now... go! and never come back to my place again..." I managed to stand up and looked behind

Renting an Alphard is more than enough; even though it's a big boxcar, it's still quite luxurious and expensive. By bringing Merci like that, make Fello look like a successful businessman like Christian Gray, the main character in the film that Fini often watches. It can be said that he’s better than Christian Gray because Fello's face is more handsome, and his body is more athletic, wrapped in a luxurious suite. But, Fello was not a businessman; he was just an employee like Zeline known.

"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...

enough Ray, it's impossible for you to be with my daughter, even destiny doesn't want you with her" Ray looked at Lee with a confused expression on his face.. "Lee, what's your problem? how sure are you that destiny doesn't want me to be with Jesse? it was destiny that brought me and Jesse together in the first place and ...... "Ray! destiny once brought you together and it was destiny that separated the both of you. Trey is Jude's biological father and there is nothing anyone can do about it, not even you. That's what destiny had planned. Since my grandson and your son Trey had some similarities, I decided it wouldn't hurt to just try out a DNA test and to my surprise, it came out positive

This world is so cruel. ***