Danmachi React To Fate Novels & Stories

Trust was completely erased from my dictionary. Hate is the only emotion I feel now. Why? Why? I loved him. My first love, my mate. I had no idea what my fate had for me as up until now nothing good has happened. Will I die now that my mate has rejected me? All type questions bombarded me like arrows thrusting my heart. I have reached. The border line of my pack. I was left with no choice but to do this. I don’t know the consequences but I had to do this.

Chapter 22 Malachi, for the first time, felt a flicker of doubt, a sliver of fear worming its way into his consciousness. But he was not one to be easily defeated. With a final roar of defiance, he retreated into the shadows, vowing to return with even greater malevolence. The realm breathed a collective sigh of relief, their faith in the fated mates restored. Though victory was not yet theirs, the fated mates had proven that love was a force to be reckoned with—a force that could withstand even the darkest of challenges.

Beta Dagon stared as he stared at Alpha Angelo, he was struggling to maintain his composure. “Him running his hands down her body. Are you prepared for that? Or did this just ruin your evening?” Beta Dagon asked as he stared at Alpha Angelo's reaction. With his eyes closed tightly, her hands turned into a tight fist, “Stop it Beta! Who said she will be luck enough for the moon goddess to pair her twice?” “What if she already paired?” Beta Dagon asked. The question spiked him to open his already turned red eyes, “To whom?” “As long as you don't start the war I will tell you. Promise me,” Beta Dagon demanded.

And in real life, villains won. Fate had played a cruel game by sending Damon into my life. And I was now more afraid than ever. Because even if we had a story together, I was married to the villain of our story. ***

“You’re more excited than me.” “Obviously.” Ema crossed her arms proudly. “I’ve been emotionally invested in your love story since day one.” Hazel shook her head, smiling softly before looking down at the packet again. Her fingers unconsciously brushed over it, her expression slowly turning thoughtful. “What if Alan gets scared?” That made Ema snort loudly. “Alan?” She pointed toward Hazel dramatically. “That man looks at you like you personally invented happiness. He’s not going to be scared, he’s probably going to cry.”

All these unanswered questions were affecting me to the point I couldn’t concentrate on anything else. “Victor, please allow me to talk to her,” Adam pleaded again. “Daisy has chosen us. We have won the right to our Fated Mate. Don’t throw that special bond away.” “I must think before we do anything, Adam. This revelation could change everything.” “It will change everything,” Adam argued. “What right do you have to argue with fate? A True Mate is a gift not to be tossed aside. Having Daisy and Diana as our true mates will make our lives richer.”

Their allegiance in that moment was safety, not reason. That thin comfort — the lie that erased the sting by replacing it with an enemy conjured of superstition — hardened into a new resolution inside Damian. If something unseen had cheated him, if the world would not admit his failure, then he would make sure of himself by force of will. “We are not done, he and I,” Damian growled, pacing, each word another stone laid on his smoldering plan. “There is unfinished business between us.” His jaw clenched; his hands found something to tear at and found satisfaction. “I will make him fight me again. A clean fight. Fair. And then no tricks will save him. No one will be there to stop me. I will sho

Mira, Cael, and Liam saw it instantly…and rushed toward him. I admired their courage… It was reckless and foolish, but it was expected from youths whose hearts burned with passion and fierce devotion to their purpose. They were the ones that fate had been molding all this time, but even their combined strength was no match for Domanek in his final frenzy. He struck Cael first…sending him crashing into a shattered oak, where landed heavily and failed to rise. He struck Liam next…hurling him across the battlefield with a blast of dark energy that fractured his bone and tore his muscle. Liam collapsed, unable to move as his blood soaked the dirt around him.

Sera flinched beside me, her hand slipping into mine. Gemma’s voice roughened. “Don’t make the mistake of thinking you can bargain with him. Jace doesn’t form alliances. He collects sacrifices.” Damon turned toward me, his grip tightening like he was terrified I’d disappear if he loosened his hold. “You hear that? This isn’t fate, this isn’t some twisted prophecy you’re chained to. He is nothing but ash and blood.”

“That’s why we didn’t pull her out of Siege University after the first attack. We let fate take its course.” “And what does that make you?” I sneered. “The right-hand lapdogs of the bitch called fate?” They both bowed their heads slightly in deference as my alpha power surged. I knew they felt it. I wanted them to. Let their bones tremble under the weight of my fury. “Well,” I said after a long pause, “now that fate has done its job, why are you really here?” They glanced at each other before Lucas finally said what I already expected. “We came to take Noah with us. She’s not ready for this kind of life.”