Novel & Cerita Emiya Fate

As a matter of fact, being with her felt comfortable and grounding. On the night of my official enrollment, Mom called. She told me that Maya had died. The court case was about to start, but Wayne couldn’t resist gambling one last time and lost badly. Unable to pay the debt, he secretly handed Maya over to loan sharks, and she didn’t make it. After hanging up, I let out a sigh. Beside me, Jane asked curiously, “What’s wrong?” I turned to her, smiling. “It’s nothing important. “I heard you’re still single. Do you think I might have a chance?”

When Emelia heard Frederick's words, she shivered slightly. After being married for many years without any signs of pregnancy, Emelia went to the hospital for a check-up. The hospital concluded that she was infertile. Emelia tried many kinds of treatments, but none of them worked. This even led Emelia, who used to be an atheist, to wonder if she was being punished for something she did in a past life. Emelia started believing in karma and she often read books on the subject.

I asked, growing impatient again. “Fate had a different game to play,” the witch replied casually. “The power was already embedded in your bloodline. Just like how certain traits can skip generations, the healing gift resurfaced in Lena’s generation. Fate—or perhaps your Moon Goddess—had other plans for your mother’s bloodline.” She turned her gaze to Lena, who looked tense and protective. “You won’t speak casually about our Moon Goddess,” I warned, my voice low and threatening. She ignored me, her attention fully on Lena now.

She overcame that fear and I have never seen her happier. Just a few months ago, Emmy, our second-oldest sister, met her fated mate, too. Vincenzo has certainly taken our quiet Emmy and made her bolder and more confident. She definitely needed that. She truly just wanted to be loved and Vincenzo worships her every step. At least, that’s what my sisters tell me. I haven’t seen Emmy and Vincenzo in almost three months, since their pack hosted the first full moon event for the three packs: Running River, Forza, and Red Mountain. Every day I stare at my phone, trying to work up the nerve to call Emmy and apologize, but I can’t seem to do it.

“I applaud you and your team when you found another missing body. Sincerely, I am proud of you. But the mayor... he wants us to focus on our duty as peacekeepers of Pinephil. Let the big shazam be solved by the Shazam.” Ember furrowed her brows, hand crumpling the folder containing the evidence. Fathima Mae December alias Ember — her mother tends to refer to her by her second name — stands between five feet and eleven inches tall. Ember's short, messy hair is rolled into a small, low bun, allowing the thin strands of her brown hair to blend in with her black hair, making her look like a dark chocolate peanut butter cup. She parted her lips, a light shade of nude lipstick brushed on it. She w

But Emilia’s thoughts was still fixed on the card. Emilia flip the card and saw a hand written marks that were completely different from what was written in the front. She flipped back the card and scratch the part where she saw the different hand writing marks. “Mom?” Hannah was hesitant. She felt something wasn’t right. Due to her mother’s expression. That was when her palm started to sweat. “Oh I’m sorry.” Emilia finally got her mind together as she glanced on Veronica and Hannah, “What did I missed?” “Treat your daughter a fancy dinner or anything. Just a token of appreciation for her hard work.” Veronica suggested.

She had managed to avoid the poisonous family for six whole years and now here they all were, swarming into her life all over again like evil bees… or even worse, locusts. All the walls she had built up all these years was suddenly crumpling down, and fast… and by no other than the devil herself. She had always hated Thelma but it was just a common dislike— the kind that was enough to make you stand the person even if they were being very annoying… but today the hatred she felt was just unexplainable… much more intense. The two women started walking towards the trio. A curious Kayla poked her head from her hiding spot behind her mum and once again, Lisa was astounded. She really couldn’t bel

Warning⚠⚠: this chapter is a bit emotional My mom has been behaving very strange lately, receiving strange calls and crying after receiving those calls. I have tried asking her what it was but as usual, she doesn't open up. "mom I am fade up with all these shit, can you stop crying and tell me what the hell is wrong with you" I said "language", she said Oops!! even in a bad condition she still care about my language. so funny I said sarcastically

“That's all you.” Ema watched them fondly before clearing her throat dramatically. “As adorable as this family moment is…” She pulled out a notepad from her handbag. “I've come prepared.” Alan blinked. “You brought a notepad?” “Of course.” Ema grinned proudly..“One page for girl names, one page for boy names.” Alan looked at the sleeping baby in his arms..“…You know she's already a girl, right?” Ema stared at him and a beat of silence passed and then Hazel burst into laughter.