Destiny Whitlock Now Novels & Stories

Very bad. She shifted her attention back to Mr. Whitlock, her voice steady despite the storm brewing inside her. “He knows the specifics of Adelaide’s illness. He knew she had Dysimmunemia. He said he’s been researching a cure for her since then.” “What?” Mrs. Whitlock’s composure cracked. For the first time ever, she lost control. Her hands clenched into fists on the table, her eyes burning with disbelief. Mr. Whitlock’s reaction was quieter, but the way his shoulders stiffened, the way his grip tightened around his silverware, told Nina everything she needed to know—this was a disaster.

She cried out in pain as she collapsed onto the ground. "Paisley." Giana quickly ran over to where Paisley had fallen. "Well..." The bystanders couldn't help feeling extremely frightened when they saw this scene. They already thought that Lucas was very strong. But they never imagined that he'd be so strong. "After all, Paisley is the Daughter of Destiny in White Wolf Base City. How could she be defeated in one blow?" At this moment, Paisley was covering the wound on her thigh. Her face had become very pale. "Senior."

I almost had given up, until one day, while I was seated in front of the television figuring out where to go next, I saw her on TV. She was shown fleetingly on the news, working as a volunteer for a foundation. She was shown on TV helping those displaced by the wildfires in Montana. She looked exactly like Celeste. I felt so angry at myself. I had wasted years looking for her when all this time she was still there in the state where it all started. I quickly returned to Montana, praying no one else had seen her on the news.

No one is whispering about how I'm a failure of a Luna They're all just really curious about me, and that makes the nervousness in me settle. I can handle curiousity. Alpha Kieran's voice fills the room as he speaks. "This is Destiny, a temporary refugee under the pack's protection, and the witch responsible for the wards currently protecting this pack." Murmurs immediately rise and each one is filled with either unease or curiosity.

"I'm sorry, Jolie. I thought maybe seeing you as the moonfire Luna, seeing what you're capable of, would change him. But he's just finding new ways to use you." "Tell me about Celeste Whitmore." "She's twenty-five, from the Eastern packs. Alpha Whitmore's youngest daughter, graduated from Luna Academy with top honors." Gio's tone shifts to tactical. "On paper, she's perfect. But something feels off about the timing. She showed up right after the Council fell, right when Father was most vulnerable." "You think she's planted?" I ask, leaning in. "I don't know." Gio admits. "I'm trying to dig deeper, but Father's keeping her close. She's already reorganizing pack structure, making alliances. It

No one is whispering about how I'm a failure of a Luna They're all just really curious about me, and that makes the nervousness in me settle. I can handle curiousity. Alpha Kieran's voice fills the room as he speaks. "This is Destiny, a temporary refugee under the pack's protection, and the witch responsible for the wards currently protecting this pack." Murmurs immediately rise and each one is filled with either unease or curiosity.

Rori couldn't help but gawk at Destiny. Her body was the perfect caramel color, her skin looked soft to the touch and the way the water lapped over her small perky breasts had Rori’s heart beating rapidly. The sound of coy laughter had Rori jolting her eyes up to Destiny’s, blushing at the thought of being spotted. “It's alright, I don’t mind, Murdok said you are from the neutral world, and you don’t know anything about us.” Destiny stretched her arms out to the side “come on turn around, so I can clean your hair, the big guy gets cranky if we make him wait forever.” Rori nodded and turned, as Destiny began to wash her hair Rori wondered how she could have ended up in such a crazy world but

Although we all dreamt of this day, we didn't expect it to happen so soon. "My boys, I can't believe it!" Damien's mother, Destiny, ran to us clapping her hands together then engulfed us both in a hug. She was a 6ft gorgeously strong women with dark skin, black silky hair, and gorgeous brown eyes. A powerful Luna and is why our former Alpha wanted her by his side. "Shhh mom. We have to be careful for a little longer." Damien said. "I'm not spending more than 24 hours mourning that bastard of a Alpha. Our family is finally free." I said, squeezing Destiny tighter in a hug. I know how much she suffered under his wrath.

THE END Fatima is a former process engineer and currently pursuing a Doctor of Philosophy in Chemical Engineering. She has been stepping into the publishing world by writing academic journals and book chapters. Now, she is taking a new step in publishing her first fiction book, Love Destiny. The inspiration for Love Destiny came from various factors such as her interest in the military and medical world, and love-hate relationship.