Novel & Cerita Cruel Mercy Destiny 2

I refuse to be a pawn in Mercer's grand game; I refuse to let the syndicate dictate the fate of the Crescent Moon Dominion while I stand idly by. Daryl stumbles backward from a crushing blow, his guard momentarily broken as Mercer's heavy halberd slams against his broadsword with enough force to crack the stone flagstones beneath his boots. Mercer presses his advantage, raising his glowing weapon for a fatal overhead strike that threatens to end the duel once and for all.

I saw that there were only two demons in front of Mercy and sent a wave of my energy finishing them off. Mercy looked at me, and I called out to her. “Destroy the boxes, Mercy!” She nodded at me before heading towards the stack of boxes which contained the drugs that could even affect the Gods. She was the perfect one for the task of destroying the boxes since she could check for any magical traps around them. Then she could burn them, destroying it forever since from the information we got these were the only stock of the drugs in existence so far. As Mercy reached near the boxes and started walking around it while muttering spells, I turned back to the demons in front of me. I slashed arou

They didn’t just erase his bloodline. They removed every reason for him to stop. “What remains,” Alpha asked quietly. The system answered at once. [REMAINING ASSETS:] — Memory of betrayal — Hybrid Core (Dormant) — Bloodline Echo (Residual) — Capacity for Infinite Growth A final line appeared. Smaller. Colder. [NOTE:] Mercy was categorized as a learned behavior. That data has degraded. Alpha stood. His eyes no longer glowed with wolf or vampire light—but with something deeper. Older. Quieter.

Integrity +1 → 8/10 Remy Dagger Sync +1 → 95% Celeste Valentina Morua—14, Level 2, Crown equipped— curled into Remy ready for Monday and every mist-space night after.

The next moment her form blurs as she breaks into a run, the unnatural speed of a warrior making her cover the space between us in seconds. Her hand wraps around my throat and a knife presses against my skin but I do not flinch. I stand calmly, knowing I can stop her before she hurts me even as she growls into my ears. "Tell me why I shouldn't kill you right now, pregnant rogue?" I respond in a calm, collected tone, "Because I haven't done anything wrong, and you'd probably like to know my name is Destiny, not pregnant rogue." Seren's hold on my neck tightens, but not hard enough to harm me, just hard enough to be threatening.

The next moment her form blurs as she breaks into a run, the unnatural speed of a warrior making her cover the space between us in seconds. Her hand wraps around my throat and a knife presses against my skin but I do not flinch. I stand calmly, knowing I can stop her before she hurts me even as she growls into my ears. "Tell me why I shouldn't kill you right now, pregnant rogue?" I respond in a calm, collected tone, "Because I haven't done anything wrong, and you'd probably like to know my name is Destiny, not pregnant rogue." Seren's hold on my neck tightens, but not hard enough to harm me, just hard enough to be threatening.

this is a battle of life and death and only destiny will choose the position we will be. But as long as I'm alive the evil doers will never go Scot free, I will take them all down and I will show no mercy. TBC

and looking at Meredith he said : "This is your destiny, sweetheart. This was the reason why your parents died defending you.” “But I don’t want to leave any of you ” Meredith whispered. “You can live wherever you want Luna Cruz.” and with pleading eyes the alpha said “ Even here in Canada, there are a lots of places in this world that were held by your family. We will give it back to you. “ “I don’t know” Meredith whispered and looking in Max eyes she said to him: “I don’t want this ,Max” “But dad is right, Mer” and he kissed her lips. “It’s your destiny”

I got up my seat picked up my bag and reluctantly made my way out once again checking her empty seat out. I and Jes were seated in our seats. Jes was doing something on her phone and I was driving us home but however my mind was still stuck at Amara.. Her crying face printed in my brain haunting me every second but what scared me most was Troy. He could be close to her and make her smile while I was the one hurting her every single time. I hated it.. I hated the distance between us.. but why? why do I even care.

Liam had snatched whatever I had. I didn't know when my tears started to fall. All I did in my life was cry. Pregnancy should be a nice period in a woman's life. But it seems like I am not included in that category. I have been crying throughout my pregnancy and I am tired of it. I wanted it to end so that I could enjoy this period with a smile. I want to be loved. But it looks like I am asking for something which is not in my destiny. In Cruel Destiny.