Destiny Risen Mga Nobela at Kwento

One has nothing to do with life, living like a corpse only breathing with the pain in heart. Another one has everything still the peace is missing from his life waiting to repent for the sin he committed unintentionally. For what he should repent? Moreover how will they change their fate, amend their destiny when they are only mere player in the game of destiny that too when it is a cruel game of destiny? To know more read this book 'Game Of Destiny' journey of the Beauty and her selfish beast. Disclaimer : This book is purely fictional. All the characters are imaginary. The content doesn't support any kind of crime and abuse.

She was standing next to Alex who had kissed her and told her to enjoy herself. Destiny woke up in the morning to seagulls outside her room and the sun shining in. She got up and walked to the balcony and saw the ocean and the beach. She smiled and knew she was already jealous of Destiny. This would all be hers one day. She walked out of her room and down stairs and she found Destiny hiding outside the office. "Des?" "Shhh." She walked over and noticed the tears in her eyes. She listened and heard Crystal and Kellie talking.

"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 longer.

"Preserve the prophecy. Listen carefully to my words: 'In an age of shadows and blood, when the moon and the sun align in the final eclipse, a pup born from a forbidden union between the blind hybrid and the supreme Lycan king shall rise. His name will be Rigan, and he will carry the power of two worlds in his blood. When chaos spreads, he will become the bridge between hatred and hope, bringing peace between witches and wolves, ending the millennia-old war. But the key to his destiny will rest in the hands of a destined one who is not a wolf, a daughter of an ancient Goddess. Together, their hearts entwined, they will forge a new path and a new future for all. Thus, in the union of opposite

Destiny’s pov "Witches?" Rose asked, her voice a low whisper. "Why are you reading a book about witches?" "I just... I just want to know, okay?" I said, my voice barely audible. "I want to know if I am one." Rose’s body became rigid, a look of pure terror in her eyes. "Don't say that, Destiny. You're not a witch. You're a werewolf." I just shook my head and opened the book, my eyes scanning the pages. “I need to be sure. I can’t go on living like this. On… maybes.”

Ava, Rebecca, Kael, Orion, and Erebus were gone. Vincent and Elijah approached Ruth cautiously. "Ruth?" Vincent called. Ruth's eyes turned to them. Her gaze was distant, her expression transformed. "I see everything," she whispered. "Reality's edge is mine to shape." Vincent's eyes narrowed. "Ruth, what have you done?" Ruth's smile grew. "I've reborn my destiny." Reality warped around Ruth as she harnessed the Legacy's power. Vincent and Elijah stood frozen, awe etched on their faces.

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 .

* Flashback * ‘I, Destiny, wolf of Liara Haysbert and daughter of the Moon Goddess, Selene, use my human’s innocent soul to curse you that you will end up losing your beauty, your fame, and everything you love.’ ‘Destiny, please don’t do this. I’m begging you, please! Tiara said, kneeling on her knee. ‘Selfish as always, don’t you? This curse will end when you sacrifice your life selflessly for someone else, and no power on earth can change it.’

"Felix, I said you might form a phantom core, which is something similar to a Destiny Crystal. If you could actually form a real Destiny Crystal, that would be insane." Felix had purposely gotten it wrong to hide his real interest. "Oh, right, a phantom core. Is that useful? And why can't I form a Destiny Crystal?" Just as he hoped, Donna took the bait. "Of course it's useful. Both phantom cores and Destiny Crystals boost your soul, though the latter is way more powerful. "Soul elevation is basically about levels. In human terms, it's like climbing the social ladder. As your soul rises higher, you can go further, just like having more status allows you to see more and access better resources

Destiny's eyes fluttered open and without looking at a clock she knew it was the early hours of the morning. It was still dark outside, that was a good indication. Although she didn't have enough sleep, her body was so used to waking up in the wee hours of the morning it was persistent in its refusal to deviate from the schedule. Destiny jumped out of the window, hit the snowy floor and rolled on the ground. A human could have died from such a fall, she was glad she wasn't a human.