Destiny And Damaury Novels & Stories

Destiny hugged his neck tightly, mumbling, “Des Des missed Dada.” “Oh, did you?” he asked, amused. The little girl nodded earnestly. “Dessie,” Darcy said, gesturing toward Anastasia, “This is your sister-in-law. Remember I told you about your big brother Damien?” Destiny’s eyes sparkled and she quickly nodded. “She is his wife,” Darcy continued. Destiny looked confused for a moment and asked, “But Mama is Dada’s wife.” Darcy chuckled, “Yes, but Anna is Damien’s wife.”

she asked, shaking the silky material a little. "Yes, it's lovely. You really know my taste flora" i said with a wink and she blushed. "White is my favourite" i added. i have always loved white because it matches with my beautiful long white hair. My name is Destiny and I will be turning 18 tomorrow. I am the only daughter and princess of cloud kingdom. My dad is a worrior, a powerful fighter and he always tells me that i will be a great warrior and princess and to always use my power for good.

Haha i must be thinking to much. I dropped her off infront of the school and went to do my own work. Just then my phone rang "hello" I picked it up. "hey Aidan where are you?! I am waiting for you." Jes said.. oh shit i forgot to inform her.. "oh my god.... I am so sorry Jes... I am. already at school can you bring your car today?" I replied apologizoptically. "But you...." she signed "okay fine I'll get there first" she said and hung up. Thank god she wasn't mad because mad Jes is a very so not good thing. I went to my class and thought about how to deal with Amara and ask her about it. But nothing came to my head and it was almost time for class. The teacher came and started teaching but a

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the lady looked more like the elderly woman but has slite resemblance with Damien. “Mom.” Damien hug his mother as she kissed his chick.. “How are you son?” She smiled at him as she held his hand. “I'm fine mom… Amaya.” Damien hug the young lady. “Hey big bro... its been a while.” she said as Damien kissed her forehead “Who is this beautiful damsel beside you?”Amaya asked as she looked at Arrya, Damien turn to Arrya and smile.. “This my wife Arrya Adams.” Damien introduce. “Ha. you told me you are married but never said she was way beautiful than Elena” Amaya hugged Arrya excitedly..

The wound on her stomach was healing, but at a human’s rate. Amèliä found her in the garden crying. She hugged Majesta close, asked what had happened. Majesta showed her the wound, and she was horrified by the fact that his mother would try to kill her. Due to blood loss, the child miscarried. Majesta would never meet the beautiful little girl with dark hair. She would have looked so much like her mother. With the mind of her father. These things she knew because of her dreams. Things that were more like visions. Majesta was horror-struck and went into a catatonic state.

Dax found Damoew in the forest. Hunting alone. Trying to provide meat for the outcast camp. "You heard about the combat?" Dax asked. Damoew's hands stilled on the deer he'd just killed. "Everyone heard. Marcus Greythorn and Jasmina. Single combat. Both nearly died." "She's alive. Baby's alive. Both recovering." "I know. I felt it through the bond." Damoew stood. Blood on his hands. "She almost died, Dax. Almost killed our daughter. And I was here. Useless."

“Goddess above… just like her.” She stood abruptly, unable to contain the trembling of her hands. “We must go to Dean.” Liora rose quickly, her stomach a knot of fear and confusion. “What does it mean?” she asked, her voice quivering. “Am I… am I your daughter? Or just—just a girl with a mark cursed to carry something I do not understand?” Loretta reached for her, cupping her cheek with a trembling hand. “You are no curse, child. You are destiny.”

Seeing the Mysterious Lord again was my biggest wish. “Introduce me to him,” Damian said excitedly. “You said he might show up near water sources, right? Let’s go look for him here in Arches!” He stood up and reached out his hand to me. I didn’t hesitate to take it and follow him. My parents were sitting together in the living room, along with my grandparents and uncles. It felt like they were waiting for us. Damian walked right past them with me in tow. When he opened the front door, Mom immediately stood up.

Everyone bowed their heads at their Alpha's strong aura, while Mia seethed in anger. "As I was saying, John has been living amongst humans all his life," Darius reiterated, his voice commanding attention. "And as for Sera? They are connected in more ways than one. We all recall how Sera and some others came to be part of this pack... We also know that Sera was distraught at losing her only grandchild. Well, that grandchild is finally here. Destiny and the fates decided to put John on a path back to his family and roots," Darius continued, his tone imbued with encouragement as he squeezed John's shoulder reassuringly.