Destined To Be His Novels & Stories

If he hadn't sent that proposal to Catherine in the first place, none of this would have happened. Now that he came to think of it, his actions were quite stupid. "So my future grand daughter in law is not going to be my grand daughter in law?."

Please, take him back, she begged as she struggled to keep her face stone-solemn and unaffected. It’s not too late. Ash, you know what the plan was. Take him back! All of them! This was the plan all along, and it’s time you learn to put your faith in fate. This is your destiny. Not just yours, but everyone’s, and you have to rise to meet it. This is what you were born into the world to do, to be. If you believe nothing else, then believe in that.

He was life. He was mine. And nothing, no pack, no enemy, no destiny, could take him from me.

It was a realm of luxury and comfort beyond my wildest imagination. As Abaddon continued the tour, his enthusiasm proved contagious. I could not help but be excited about the days and weeks to come. This magnificent residence was to be my sanctuary—a place to heal and rebuild. With Abaddon at my side, there was no doubt in my mind that this journey would be replete with love and support.

"Will you ask me to leave? It's all my fault that I'm hurt, and I'm not trying to blame you... No, I won't ever do that. I shouldn't have fallen in love with you, but I did anyways... You were never mine, but I never stopped wishing and praying that things turn around, and we'll suddenly be together. I thought you were going to..." "Stop, Astrid," He sighs briefly, throwing his head back while closing his eyes. He never wanted to hurt her. Although she may mean nothing to him, she was only his loyal concubine that satisfies his desires more than anyone else, but he still feels a tinge of guilt. Yes, in the past if he was going to settle down with any of his concubines, then he would've gone

And I realized that everything up until now had been preparation. This. This was my true destiny. To be claimed by four mates. To unite four powers. To become something the world had never seen. The Fourfold Chosen. The question was... would I survive it?

To love her felt like a betrayal of his own blood. Sylvia: “I’m coming to the hotel. I hope for your sake you’re alone when I get there.” Dante's face went pale. His eyes became wide, and his fingers drummed uneven rhythm against his thigh. His breath hitched in his chest. He doesn’t even know it, but he is pacing over the center of the room now. If there is something he is certain about Sylvia. It’s that she doesn’t bluff. The last thing he needed was Sylvia’s chaos distorting his image.

They will haunt her as long as she's alive. Eric could not choose the woman that gave birth to him, nor will he ever have a chance to get to know her. She was taken away from him much too soon. But it looks like destiny had a plan for him, she took from him on one side and gave him on the other. She gave him a chance to choose a mother for himself. And it looks like he did just that. He chose Maggie, and she chose him back.

" Whatever you say, bro. But I am sure of one thing; I'll make that woman suffer before she gets my trust. " His fist tightened as his eyes show nothing but revenge, hatred and anger. I'll make your life miserable, Elara.

Death would be a mercy. But destiny has other plans.