D Is For Destiny Book Novels & Stories

it whispered Her door burst open, Micheal Gordon rushing in "Were you hurt by the earthquake?!" Came his voice seemingly faraway "Dalia!, Dalia!" he calls shaking her Her mind raced, faraway from him and his voice, her mind wondering just what the fuck was going on †† Axel Stone He watched his twin brother, his body reacting too the pull of her, their goddess's power causing their cocks to stir "She's close" Darren said "You feel it too don't you?" "you know I fucking do" He said breathily "she needs us!"

She stares at me with a serene smile, her little body slowly walking towards me until we are standing just a foot apart and she takes in my appearance from head to toe. "I'm glad I saved you as a baby. You deserve to live with how you saved everyone." She giggles as she takes my hand before leading me down the hall and past rows and rows of books. With astonishment I turn to read every title I can realizing they were names of books. Names of wolves and other beings alike that have lived with dates of their birth and death on the spines. All of these books are destinies lived and completed and I itch to read just one. “If you open them, your soul with be transported into the body of that dest

a voice speaks in our head. “Yes yes. The forbidden book” Nella exclaims “It must definitely have a way. I’ll go find the book” she turns to leave “I’m coming along” Thaddeus speaks and catches up with Nella. It was only Jessica, Eagle, Arig, Cassius and I left with Daisy. “Who are you really?” I ask looking at Arig “Definitely not an alien” he continues to pull my leg “What are you doing here?” Jessica joins my interrogation

Destiny really does play differently. He urged me to come out in front of my car, so I did. When he came down, I instantly placed my arm over him to make him feel better. I didn't glance around to check whether Lucas was still staring at us. Now I truly don't have anything to deal with. It was right there in front of my eyes. Fernan's car was already on its way out, so I followed it. Today is a bad day for both of our hearts. Destiny's gameplay is very unique.

His face seemed shrouded in mist, and she couldn't quite see him clearly. "Are you really that afraid of losing me?" the boy teased. "Of course," she replied. "I'll never give you the chance to walk away." Her hand instinctively brushed her wrist, where the chain had once been, her pulse quickening as if it still remembered the break. The girl from her memories had clung to that boy with a fierce, desperate love, as if letting go of his hand would mean drowning forever in an endless storm. Anastasia's chest tightened with unease.

I lean back in my seat, pressing my fingers to my throbbing temples as i close my eyes. I want to fight them on this... I really do, but if this will calm things down and prevent anyone from raising a hand at Destiny again, then, "Fine." Bob exhales and releases a small chuckle in victory, "Thank you Alpha." After the tired confrontation in my study, I return home. Destiny is sitting on the edge of her bed, clutching an ice pack to her cheek as she looks down at a book in her hands. She always reads when she’s sad.

I pulled it hesitantly, sneezing as the dust clouded my nostrils. I flipped the pages, each turn swirling its dust, the pages were brittle. But then I saw it—a letter, carefully tugged into page 190 of the book. My breath hatched as the imprints on the cover looked familiar from the handwriting, staring back at me. *To our lovely daughter, Evans,* *The day you see this, is the day your fate turns cruel.* My hands shaked for the flick moment. *You are a divine child, the destiny of life resting in your hands. The blood that runs through your veins is ancient, primal and powerful. There are those who will seek to manipulate you, but you must seek to stand your ground. You must not let them.*

The cramped cell offered little space to move, making it impossible to straighten my leg forward. I offered Charity a small smile in gratitude for waking me. "Of course," she replied, assuming the same uncomfortable position as she stood up. I knew I couldn't survive without her. I had met Charity three weeks ago when the Red Moon's pack took over our own. She had been kind and gentle to me, especially considering I had just lost both my parents to this terror. My father had been the beta of our pack before it was taken over, while Charity's father had been an Alpha. She was supposed to be the first female Alpha after him, but their pack fell to the notorious Red Moon pack.

I put the boys to bed, took a long bath, and laid down for a nap. In my dream, I was walking through a red desert. Thick red smoke hung in the air, and the sand beneath my feet felt warm and strangely familiar. Three enormous moons lit up the sky, and even though the place was strange, I felt at peace there — like I belonged. I was wearing a white dress and could'nt bring myself to not look at the sky, it was so beautiful, a place I seemed to know, a place my soul could'nt forget. Where was I? Where was this place? I couldn't tell, I could'nt seem to remember and this place didn't look like my planet, it was so strange but so comfortable, so I just stood still and looked at the sky. When I w

I would gladly receive this kind of demise. To be continued...