Cruel Mercy Destiny 2 Novels & Stories

she replied, with a touch of bitterness. “Of course, but Kalti cannot tell her, cannot trust her, because the woman is a stranger in your world. She will never allow herself to believe in spirits. The elevator doors opened and the two stepped out. “So,” Damien continued. —All these things generate a great conflict, but there was a lack of something. "And have you figured out what it is yet?" “Auh. ’ They walked across the hall and out into the sunshine. “Sunscreen for you. - Your

“In the first choice, you destroy the shadows and die, freeing yourself from your curse. Your Luna will be sad, but she and the pup will live well, thriving with the pack, and your heir will be the successor as Alpha.” “And the second?” I tilted my head to the side, licking my paws. “Do you not like the outcome of the first?” Destiny asked. “I'm no longer eager to die. If I have two options, I intend to explore both!” I snarled, knowing the deity wanted to manipulate me into making the first choice. “Your condescension and ego are truly irritating; I must agree with the Moon Goddess.” Destiny sighed. “Of course, she had her paw in the middle of all this.” I roared impatiently. “The second op

The void under our feet thrummed once, a low, resonant pulse that felt like the room itself saying *noted. Selene didn’t hesitate. She slammed her palm against MERCY’s node. Her back arched, a snarl ripping from her lungs as the system tried to reject her intrusion, trying to mark her as corrupted. The smell of ozone and blood spiked sharp in the air. A ring of smaller sub‑functions around MERCY—PUNISH, PROLONG, REPEAT—lit up crimson and lashed toward her like serpents of text. She dug in her heels—into nothing—and cut them as they came, her free hand driving her sword through the writhing lines. They burst in showers of sparks, hissing out one by one.

Mercy shook her head and knew that this needed to be stopped now. Not a lot of memories lingered in her mind, but she did have plenty of physical responses to pull from that told her what she needed to do. The best way to deal with Rider was to deal with everyone all at once. Mercy reached the edge of the battlefield and stopped. She saw wolves engaged in battle all around her. It was difficult to tell who was winning, but it didn’t matter. She knew that she could end it all without anyone else having to get hurt on either side, and she had a feeling that the wolves fighting for Rider’s side didn’t want to be there either.

“Mercy.” She nodded. “Mira built WRATH to end the world if love failed. I showed it what love looks like when it doesn’t.” Adrian smiled faintly. “Still sounds like a weapon to me.” Sera smiled back. “Maybe it is.” “But it’s mine.” Outside the ship, the Earth kept spinning. But far beneath the clouds, in a facility long believed buried, a single comm relay blinked to life. Coordinates rerouted. Files decrypted. And a camera feed shimmered.

Fighting the commands. Mercer’s composure completely vanished now. “No!” he snapped. “Hold the sequence!” But it was already unraveling. Because conditioning controlled instinct. And Luna bonds reached deeper. Toward their hearts. Mercer finally realized the truth. You couldn’t build obedience stronger than belonging. His eyes locked onto me with sudden murderous clarity. Then he pulled a gun. Cameron moved instantly despite the blood loss. “CLARA!” The shot rang across the courtyard. Pain exploded through Cameron as he shoved me aside. He took the bullet high in the shoulder and crashed hard into the stone beside me.

My name is Abigail Lynn Hale, I was eighteen when I fell in love with a demon and followed him to the realm of the dead to live happily ever after with him. While there, I met a Goddess who wanted the same thing as myself - equality for all the souls. Together, we devised a plan to destroy the system of Heaven and Hell and create a single realm for every soul to inhabit and receive the afterlife that they deserve based on the seven deadly sins, and with strategy and will, we successfully created this new realm, we named it Mercy.

Every instinct screamed that the coming moments would decide not only the battle but the fate of our clan. The narrow alleyway opened into a wide expanse near the east docks. Here, the full scale of Celeste’s counterattack was laid bare. Groups of mercenaries, clad in dark uniforms and brandishing heavy weaponry, poured in from every direction. Their movements were aggressive, yet precise—a reflection of Celeste’s own ruthless training. I felt a pang of dread: if she had planned this so meticulously, then she was as cunning as she was cruel.

She looked up at me with trembling fury… and fear. “This isn’t over,” she whispered. “I will come back. You can’t stop destiny.” I stepped forward and crouched, grabbing her by the chin as she grunted in pain. “You’re right,” I said coldly. “I can’t stop destiny.” She tried shifting back into a human but I didn't let her. “I am destiny.” I grabbed her throat,lifted her and threw her across the room and she hit the wall with a loud thud. The wall cracked behind her, she gasped, eyes wide,blood dripping from her mouth.She fell to the ground bleeding everywhere and as if sensing that I wasn't done with her…

“You are Destiny. The Queen of the Realm.” Below, the spear twisted through magma and soul-fire, feeding from the core of the world. It spun into a molten orb, gaining momentum, until— BOOM! A fireball launched from the heart of the world, tearing through the heavens like a comet. It slammed into the sands of Audubon with a shockwave that echoed across the realm. From the crater, silhouetted against the inferno, Destiny rose. Her armor molten gold, her eyes glowing white with power. A phoenix reborn. And she was ready for war.