Destiny's Embrace Keyblade Novels & Stories

“Not just as a broken girl. Not even as the heir to a forgotten throne. But as what you created. The ghost you failed to destroy. The storm you thought you could chain.” Destiny hasn’t abandoned me. No—she’s sharpening her blades. Circling like a predator through time, waiting for the right moment. And when it comes, when the stars align and the moon dares rise again—I won’t just fight. I’ll end him.

You can't bite a shadow! Faith looked at the silver key. It was humming again. She realized the key wasn't just a piece of metal. It was a remote. “Leo! If I can't hit them, can the machine?” Faith asked. “The Stabilizer!” Leo realized. If you can trigger a high-frequency burst, it will blow the gray mist right out of them! “How?” “There's a button on the side of the key's head! Press it and hold it against the moonstone necklace Killian gave you!”

Maybe it was fate, or that was why Nirvana’s mother advised her to learn about her ancestors so that her questions would be answered. She then inspected the handle, which somehow had an almost unnoticeable gap between it and the blade. She pulled it apart, and the key fell on the floor. “The key.” I picked it up. Thankfully, it didn’t electrocute me or burn me. It was a skeleton gold-plated key with a wing handle. “Yes. Now, all we need is to find the blood dagger.” “How do you expect us to find it, Dylan?” Kailin asked impatiently.

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she said to Idris and ReNew, “who strike with more than blade—but with belief…” “To the scholars,” her eyes lingered on Professor E, “who protect not only lives but knowledge…” “And to the children,” she smiled now, “who remind us of joy in the darkest hour…” Destiny raised her spear—not the ancient one, but a new one forged from her own soul. It shimmered with holy fire. “If I fall, let me fall with truth in my mouth. If I bleed, let my blood birth change. If I die, let it be a spark—not an end.”

But something in me—some sliver of something I thought had died—got up. I dragged myself to the door, fingers shaking, heart pounding against my chest like it was trying to escape. I unlocked it. Brian stood there, soaked from head to toe, hair plastered to his face, his eyes wild with worry. The moment our eyes met, he pulled me into his arms. And just like that, as if the universe felt it too, the storm outside began to calm. The wind died down. The rain softened to a whisper. And I—broken, exhausted, hollow—buried my face in his chest. I didn’t say a word.

A silence falls during which I wonder if I should bring up the fact that I can smell Brent on her. I take a deep sniff to be sure I haven't imagined it. The grief feels like a stab in my stomach, and I swallow. When Dex gently squeezes my hand, I look up. I feel guilty sitting here crying over my previous mate, while my current mate, who has changed me, sits beside me. "It's okay. I'm here whenever you need me," he assures me; understanding is written on his face. "You... knew?" I ask, certain that he knows what I mean. He smiles sadly. "Yes," his gaze meets Beth's. "Children always carry something of their parents with them, even humans. We just pass on something extra," she explains.

Kathy's POV "Did you hear that?" I asked, already swinging my feet to the other side of the garden chair. Carson's hand clamped over mine. "What are you doing?" He whispered, then reached behind his pocket and pulled out something that looked like a pen. He snapped the green button and then a very sharp blade came out. "Wait, all this while, that was in your pocket?" I asked and he shrugged. "Stay here. I'll go check what's happening, if you hear any weird sound, run. Do not even look back."

Destiny’s pov Maria’s blonde hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail. She had on a tank top and joggers, her skin glistening with sweat as if she had just finished training or had been out jogging. Either way, she looked pissed. “I’m going to ask again because it seems no one heard me as I’m not hearing any answers. What is going on here?” Her sharp voice filled the air. Elder Shane spoke, shifting on his feet. “Destiny helped the pack by getting the Shadowscale tears for our Elara. We are just expressing our gratitude as a pack.”

Felicity was looking after Abigail while Dimitri watched over her. “So to begin with.” The king started. “Both your male pups are Alphas I presume?” Daniel nodded. “Xavier is the rightful heir of the Forest Claw pack and as Damien is dead, he is now automatically the alpha of the pack but he is too young to take over. I want you to be the acting Alpha till Xavier comes of age. He can take over the Night claws pack and Zacharias will take over the Nightwalker pack.”