Discipline Is Destiny Novels & Stories

Since the seal was lifted, Yuldra was now glowing red. He was in high spirits and had the demeanor of a powerhouse. “Do all the older powerhouses know about it?”James asked. Yuldra nodded. “Destiny is the final destination and isn’t affected by the will of any living being. Since they understand it, you should understand it too.” “Destiny.” James narrowed his eyes. “I don’t believe in destiny the most.”

’ my barely available subconscious mind spoke and I too ignored it. “You can take time to make your decision, Okay. Now leave and come back tomorrow at the same time and we will go shopping for you since your dressing sense won’t match the type of girl, I told mom about.” He was so sure of my answer that I wanted to kick him again but I kept my head down and just walked out of his place and didn’t make any argument later on. I need to decide, and I think I seem to have made one bad decision of working which caused me all the troubles I am having. This isn’t destiny, this is all decisions. Fate is stupid.

To be seen with all these alpha males; my three bears, who can’t keep themselves off of me, God what did I get myself into! In a dazzling whirlwind of events, Paisely Taylor, the new Pilates sensation, who emerged from the small cozy town of Harmony springs; where every whisper was known to the winds - propelled by stardom to the city of sin; Celestial falls, finds herself in a trajectory. Locked away in a cottage in the middle of nowhere with three hulking men who seemed more like beasts than humans, because they are huge! EVERYWHERE! And they are determined to lock her up... for eternity! What will she choose? To be held grounded and filled with the weight of image perfectionism that Celes

Before the sorcerer died he swore that people would never know the person destined for them and the person who would kill their lives. The story of Destiny Bell only teaches children not to let themselves react in a bad way when oppressed by the majority. it contains the testimony of the biblical word; do not repay evil with evil or insult with insult. On the contrary, repay evil with blessing, because to this you were called so that you may inherit a blessing. (1 Peter 3: 9 NIV)

"I wouldn't have to if your rules wasn't so pathetic and clearly made from a bitter woman who has nothing better in her life than to tear other people down and make rules that hurt everybody just to make you feel better." "Trust me when I say as soon as this ritual is done you are off my land, Not a second longer. The only reason you are even still standing without a single singe on you is because I am not risking the whole world on you." "Trust me when I say, I don't want to be here a second longer than I need to be." I turn to the rest of the witches and say

"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,

“It wasn’t really your father. It was the goddess. She took over his body.” My jaw nearly drops. She actually expects me to believe that? “It wasn’t him,” she insists, her eyes locking on Dante’s like she’s passing him some secret code. “You know his condition.” “What condition?” I rasp, my voice hoarse. “I’ve lived in this house for almost five years. I’ve never seen any condition.” Celeste ignores me like I’m invisible. “Dante, it’s because of the Turning. And because you’ve finally met your true mate, the one destined for you. The goddess possessed your father to remove the obstacle.”

The more he observed, the more he sensed the delicate balance between the ordinary and the mystical. As they walked, Darius couldn't help but steal glances at John. John was unlike anyone Darius had ever met. He carried a unique scent, both new and familiar, like a song you couldn't quite place. The scent wrapped around Darius and his bear, evoking a strange feeling, almost like a distant memory from when he believed in stories about fate, mates, and destiny. Could fate be playing tricks on him? The thought lingered in his mind as he grappled with the idea.

“He was downright abusive, to say the least. If it weren’t for my mother…” “You have to have a heart for these things. He didn’t, Seth.” “You must feel hurt… being rejected.” Seth’s voice softened. He was using his gift now. “Yes,” Destiny admitted. “To rule this Realm, you must have a heart for the Fates. None of my twelve other offspring had the quality needed. So I started the council. Combined, they had the tools to lead. No one Fate is greater than another. We are One.” She looked off into the distance, choosing her words.

"So in his judgment, the best way to deal with his gender bias is to make me embark on a journey that might end my life?" "it isn't going to end your life. Not when it's your destiny to rule." my father said, squeezing my hand, and di looked at him aghast, "destiny? Father, if that bear kills me, I will no longer have a destiny." I said, feeling myself bordering very close to hysterics, and he only smiled at me, "There is something no one says in the history books." "Which is?" "Everything comes together to help you when your heart and intentions are pure," he said softly, the way he did when I was a child and was afraid and needed him,