Destiny Of The Republic 소설 & 이야기

but filled with undeniable pressure: "If it's not enough, I can add more. To us Black Stones, this is just the spoils of a few hunts." "But you must break off with my son, leave his life forever. He has a mate chosen for him by the pack, one with a more suitable bloodline. Didn't he tell you?" "Once he comes of age, they will mate. That mate can bring the Blackstone Pack an alliance of at least three vassal packs. What do you have?" In that moment, everything I knew, my pride, all of it crumbled. Never mind those three vassal packs, just the three years of peace she promised.

enough Ray, it's impossible for you to be with my daughter, even destiny doesn't want you with her" Ray looked at Lee with a confused expression on his face.. "Lee, what's your problem? how sure are you that destiny doesn't want me to be with Jesse? it was destiny that brought me and Jesse together in the first place and ...... "Ray! destiny once brought you together and it was destiny that separated the both of you. Trey is Jude's biological father and there is nothing anyone can do about it, not even you. That's what destiny had planned. Since my grandson and your son Trey had some similarities, I decided it wouldn't hurt to just try out a DNA test and to my surprise, it came out positive

He suddenly thought of the last woman he had introduced to his Gamma and Beta, as well as the people within his house and territory. Their relationship lasted for several months and he thought it would last but like other relationships, he was wrong. Her boyfriend left her, the reason? He said it was no longer happy for him. After that, he never looked for another woman to love again, because he knew that if he did, he might forget his responsibility as the Alpha of his territory. At the same time, he promised himself that he would do everything to provide what his people needed.

"In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, I take you to be my wife. From this day forward, I promise to love and cherish you, in sickness and in health, in riches and in poverty, till death do us part." As the words fell, a gaze in the audience completely darkened. - During the countless days Anastasia had quietly watched over Mason, she had asked herself countless times whether she should just kidnap him and keep him close. He might hate her or resent her, but at least he would belong to her. Especially when she saw Mason smiling so brightly at Katherine, her possessiveness surged like a tidal wave. But whenever she thought of Mason struggling helplessly during his episodes,

The republic's prosperity became a testament to the effectiveness of these inclusive measures. As the republic solidified its foundations, Maximus continued to be a symbol of unity. His speeches echoed through the streets, urging citizens to look beyond their differences and embrace the shared destiny of their intertwined cultures. The people, inspired by his vision, began to see the republic not as an imposition but as an opportunity for mutual growth and prosperity.

She asked herself but the answer is nothing except hurting him at the end. She thought he would’ve fallen in love with someone else in these past years but he didn’t just like her. Even for her, life is tough. But he got all the chances to get himself another woman but he waited for her, not intentionally. Is this called destiny? Once Charlotte prayed to God that she has been with her parents and Jaxson lifelong, after seeing the shooting star. But her prayers didn’t happen and she loved all her faith in the Almighty. They again met now; she wondered what Jaxson had prayed at that time.

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).

Destiny is a dangerous word. --- It sounds like certainty. --- Like something already written. --- Already decided. --- But the truth— --- Is heavier than that. --- Because destiny… --- Is not what is meant to happen. --- It is what you choose to carry. --- The world moved again. --- Not breaking. --- Not collapsing. --- Becoming. --- Every choice echoing outward— --- Shaping something still unfinished. --- And at the center of it— --- They remained.

“MY SON deserves to be Alpha! I should have been the Luna from the start! But you and that damn brat stole yet something else from me and my son!” “That ‘brat’ is my daughter!” Abraham shouted as the sun started to creep over the horizon. “And as of right now she is your Alpha! Show some respect!” “It's okay, Mom.” Wyatt nearly whispered. “She was always stronger than me anyway.” He held his head in his hands. “Is that why?” “No, that shouldn’t have anything to do with it.” My dad answered as he pulled a book from the shelf. “The title passes to the oldest by default, only a few exceptions would stop that.”

I am well aware of the fact that a big pack’s Alpha would never accept his mate being a former slave and a current servant in his own residence. I sigh, “How could you give me such a life…?” Questioning her judgement, something that’s forbidden – however, I can’t help but ask… Before I could think for myself, my parents died – I was forced into the streets, into the slave trade. I’ve seen the worst things… gruesome things that can’t be described in words. The cruelest world – that was where I opened my conscious mind to. I admit, my dreams was the key to my survival. However, I saw my eventual death at the age of sixteen – I didn’t know what to do.