Destiny Novels & Stories

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

"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

who would dare to claim the whole wealth unless it's Anan. "Adi...DESTINY is the weapon I created...although I created it, it was for your safety. I'm not sure what's that thing you are hiding but this can always be your backup. TEAM HOPE is working for both MEDIA SCORE and DESTINY. So Uncle Dharma will always be your help...and I will always stay by your side.", He spoke as she had tears in her eyes. "Why...?", She questioned. "Because it's you.", He gently stroked her head as he spoke.

Now her face was flushed red. The heat ran through Zeline's body as Fello's long fingers ran down her face. Shit! Zeline’s just wet down there. For whatever reason, the gentle touch of Fello on her face made the hairs on Zeline's neck goosebumps. God created Fello as a demon, a faith tempter with the beginning of a heavenly angel.

Destiny moved at a speed that was difficult to follow. His feet were as deft as the boots of the wind itself, and even one famous for his speed like Hermes of the 2nd Heaven would have been surprised by what he was seeing. Even though he was not using any inner energy, with his outer energy alone, he had strengthened his physical body to the extent that running at such high speeds did not cause any detriment to him. The only one who was affected by his speed was his enemy. If this were any other foe, Destiny’s speed would have already settled the contest, but his foe was a creature that was neither dead nor alive.

¿¿¿ We seen boy chasing girl for love everytime but for a slight change girl chases boy for love♡♡♡ The love through hate the obsession through hate ... Is the hate is going to play a major role in their life ... What the destiny planned for them.. Destiny where do I find you? Destiny where can I look for you? Destiny where are you hiding? Why are you hiding from me? Destiny what are my options? Destiny which door is open for me? Destiny do you have anything for me that I

I won't ever interfere with her life for its her last life too and she has gained the right to choose rather than being controlled by me. (DESTINY is actually the fate and choice is our choices . I have made them little characters for fun).

He chuckled and sighed, “Destiny must have pitied on his condition in the past life, and now gave him the parents he always wished for… but then…” He paused and looked outside the window, “Why destiny is being cruel to me? Why it snatched away my both kids from me? Gon ah, did I do something grave in my past life, for which I am being punished in such a cruel way…”

Nike She almost laughed at how shamelessly Infinitus supported his Golden daughters, what a father, unrelenting and unwilling to accept the fact that his daughters had well passed their glory days, even in his slumber, his fingers toyed with very looms of fate', manipulating destiny so that they found themselves at the same place and at the same time. It simply was nothing short of being pathetic, all he was simply achieving was leading the lambs to her slaughterhouse, what a destiny!, to lose and to be conquered in every single lifetime, it was almost sad and pitiful to kill them. Almost being the key word.

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 .