Destiny And Damaury Novels & Stories

Dr Connery replied. Jake nodded. He couldn't be, he didn't have a mate. ********** Finally, the D day dawned clear and crisp. Destiny had packed a few necessities and was ready to run before the sun peeped over the horizon. She cautiously stepped down the staircase. “Well, aren't we too early for the ceremony?” Her father's voice rang through the living room and Destiny froze with terror. Panicking, Destiny dropped her bag and ran back hoping she'd be able to jump through the window and escape. She never made it, she was by her brother at the top of the stairs and dragged her to her room.

Destiny is running late so we did not walk together this morning. Destiny is my best friend. She is a Bampire, and her father is Trey. Mom turned them when I was months old. We are the same age, our parents, kept us together since we were infants. We are inseparable. I would do anything for her, and she would do the same for me.

guessed Athen. The handsome, sharp-nosed young man nodded and then took a long breath. It was tiring having nightmares and getting pieces of riddles that he didn't know the answers to. "What did you dream this time?" asked his mother, taking over the seat next to him. "A girl crying in the corner of the room with sad cries," Damaresh replied, looking straight ahead. Looking at the beautiful flow of the river was quite soothing. Silence. Both were busy with their thoughts. Damaresh was busy thinking about the puzzle pieces in his dream, while Athena was busy thinking about how long this shadow would stay in her family's life. The past events traumatized her enough that she didn't want to repe

“But sir, do you think you and Arya can be… married couples? She still doesn’t know who you are.” Sir Damien stopped in front of the door, his hands already on the door knob. “But I know who she is. My first love. Stop the questions. She’s not home now. Go yourself, get your young master a wife.” As he walked out, his driver, standing outside the Lamborghini pushed the honk button then bowed. “Sir Damien, where do you want to be?” “At Northern Eclipse university.” He sighed, getting in. He saw the Butler leave the room and wave, as his Lamborghini dashed out of the compound.

"Dominixe...?" Dameta chuckled bitterly. "See you again, Papa... I am going to kill you again for the second time around." She smiled menacingly. "I, Dameta, am the seventh daughter of the Moon Goddess, and the Goddess of Time shall return Valerian Leveaux the day before it has all begun." That was the last thing I heard before Dameta grabbed me.

Her eyes had that molten glow again, the gold not just from him, but from something ancient inside her now fully awakened. “Can you run?” he asked her mother. She gave a shaky nod, “With help.” Damascus scooped Amara into his arms, just for a moment, “Stay with me.” Amara didn’t resist. She buried her face in his shoulder and whispered, “Always.” *************************************************************************************************************** As they moved through the crumbling halls, fighting their way toward the exit, Damascus felt something shift in him. This wasn’t just about war anymore. This was legacy. Blood. Destiny.

He wanted Henry to hear him, not just with his ears, but with the marrow of his bones. Damien leaned back in his chair, tapping the pen against his glass of wine. He thought of Elias, the Alpha, whose words would no doubt cling to notions of destiny and long-lost bonds. He thought of Adrian, the principal, whose shield of devotion had kept Henry and Evelyn safe for years. Both of them would appeal to Henry’s heart. But Damien? Damien would offer something more dangerous: a future too grand to refuse. He began with the language of ambition.

“Blossom is the daughter of the Chaldean Chief. Her marriage to Prince Zadekiah is meant to bring peace and prevent future conflicts.” For as long as I could remember, the rogues—also known as the Chaldeans—had been fighting hard to claim lands from Babel State. This alliance could stop future conflicts, but why did it suddenly happen now? Who initiated it? Why didn’t it happen in my past life? A sharp pain twisted inside my head. I pinched the space between my brows. Lydia tilted her head, a low amusement pooling over her face. “What’s going on between you and Prince Zadekiah?”

Rose says, grinning. "Probably yes. But I can blame the mate bond. She, on the other hand, can't. She just has a dirty mind." Daimy replied with a crooked grin. "I told you, I feel in my heart that Dex and I should be mates. The Moon Goddess is also a human being, she makes mistakes." Lucy says. Rose and Daimy briefly exchange a look. I can guess what they are thinking. "So, Rose. Have you met your mate yet?" I ask, drawing attention away from Lucy. "No, not yet. But I have faith that the moon goddess will eventually bring us together." She says with a small smile.

“You promised me you’d stay. Don’t break it now.” ⸻ Third Person POV At the corner of the hall, Luna Stella and Ashiel’s mother, Bianca, peered around the wall, watching the scene unfold. “I haven’t seen Damien that scared since he was a kid,” Bianca whispered. “The boy must be his mate… but how?” Stella muttered, narrowing her eyes. “The goddess gave him a second mate,” Bianca said flatly. “Bella will have to work harder to steal him away.” “Damien is meant for Bella. Nothing will change that.”