Novel & Cerita Destiny

Since the seal was lifted, Yuldra was now glowing red. He was in high spirits and had the demeanor of a powerhouse. “Do all the older powerhouses know about it?”James asked. Yuldra nodded. “Destiny is the final destination and isn’t affected by the will of any living being. Since they understand it, you should understand it too.” “Destiny.” James narrowed his eyes. “I don’t believe in destiny the most.”

She didn't want too and then implored me to take imidaite decision about the boy she kept locked up in the basement. I asked some few men to take the boy up to the big house, Mom was angry as she left cursing at me and the boy .. "What's your name,". I offered him a chair in the office. He sat down and shakily answerd.. "I'm Damien Crosse". "Damien? Nice name, where are your parents?". I asked him another question... The question seemed to have gotten a reaction from him, because he looked sad and was about crying. "Dead, I lost them in a young age". He disclosed to me .

She was so lost in thought that she almost didn't notice when the man stopped in front of a large cabin. "This is where our Alpha resides," he said, gesturing towards the cabin. Matilda took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "Thank you," she said, before stepping forward to knock on the door. When the door opened, Matilda was met with the piercing gaze of Black Stone Pack's Alpha, a man with cold blue eyes and a stern expression. "What brings you to my territory?" he asked, his voice low and intimidating. Matilda gulped, feeling small under his gaze. "I have a message from Alpha Terry of Golden Crescent Pack," she said, holding out the letter.

Destiny stepped out of the crater feeling better than she had in centuries. The scorched wind swirled around her, dancing over skin that pulsed with divinity. She knelt, fingers sifting through the hot desert sands. She knew them—each grain, each breath of wind, every living soul that walked this realm. And yet… something was wrong. A chill crept up her spine. Something cloaked its presence from her. She couldn't see it, couldn't trace it. She closed her eyes, reaching out with her mind's eye—searching the threads of every soul, every breath, every whisper. Nothing.

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

“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.”

“It is your destiny.” The name hit me like a physical blow. I jerked back in my chair, breaking the Command connection momentarily. “What the fuck does that mean?” I demanded, no longer bothering with gentle questioning. “What did you just call me?” Ethan’s head tilted at that unnaturally precise angle we’d seen in the throne room. “You’re more than you know, Amelia Volkov,” he replied, his gaze now eerily focused. “You are Amala Luna Velasco. You are destiny. You are the weapon that will bring change. You were made for this. This is your future.”

"I am Destiny. A woman. A werewolf of the Silvercrest pack. I was rescued by parents who loved me, and because of that, all I ever wanted was a family of my own. For years that was stolen from me by the decisions of others, but now I am here. Now I refuse to let others decide my fate. Destiny cannot be denied, and neither can I. My power is my heart. My power is my determination to come out of every struggle. My power is the pain I carry, as an orphan, as a woman, as the Barren Luna. My power is me. I am Destiny, Luna of the Silvercrest pack, Heir of the Golden Blood, and I will not be denied any

"I am Destiny. A woman. A werewolf of the Silvercrest pack. I was rescued by parents who loved me, and because of that, all I ever wanted was a family of my own. For years that was stolen from me by the decisions of others, but now I am here. Now I refuse to let others decide my fate. Destiny cannot be denied, and neither can I. My power is my heart. My power is my determination to come out of every struggle. My power is the pain I carry, as an orphan, as a woman, as the Barren Luna. My power is me. I am Destiny, Luna of the Silvercrest pack, Heir of the Golden Blood, and I will not be denied any

When Flora's marriage goes down the drain and gets divorced and banished, she leaves the pack, devastated. She swears to make those who wronged her pay. She comes across Alpha Leo who shares the same goal as her. A contract marriage in exchange of his help to make Valen and Bailey pay. Alpha Leo keeps a secret from her, a secret that threatens to tear them apart when Flora finds out. A second chance mate and her ex-husband who wants her back, who will she choose?