Novel & Cerita Emiya Fate

Vivian had been so consumed by jealousy that her eyes turned red as she stood among those seeing me off, muttering to herself over and over again, "I should've been the Boss's wife. If only I had met the heir first." Now that she had been given a second life, she could not wait to seize what she believed was her rightful happiness. What she did not know was that meeting Luca was not the beginning of happiness at all. It was the start of an even more terrifying nightmare.

“I don’t want power. I don’t want fear. I want someone with warmth. Someone who’ll see me, not just claim me. My mate has to have a heart, not one that’s locked away behind walls.” Rainey studied me for a long moment, her eyes searching mine. Then she sighed and gave a small shrug. “Maybe you’re right. Maybe the Goddess won’t pair you with him. But still…” She glanced back toward the fire, where a ripple of voices rose louder, “…sometimes fate doesn’t ask what we want.” I felt the weight of her words press against me as I turned my gaze to the clearing, my stomach knotting tighter. Because deep down, I wasn’t sure if I was ready to find out what fate had in store for me.

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.

Veronica incredulously said with mouth wide opened, “Wow! That’s amazing!” “Right? And I even made it to the top 2.” She boasted. But Emilia was still staring on the report card with suspicious. She was carefully examining every words and numbers written on the card. There is some part of her that wasn’t convince on what was written. She was so focused on the card without paying attention to what Veronica and Hannah was talking. “We must celebrate this, Emilia. Or treat her to a classy restaurant.” Veronica was so proud and excited. But Emilia’s thoughts was still fixed on the card.

“His body isn’t strong enough to recover on its own. We need his mate. She’s the only one who can help him recover quickly.” “His mate?” Jeremy asked with concern, and the doctor nodded. Jeremy quickly turned his gaze to the nervous looking Imelda, who looked so uneasy. “Isn’t Imelda his fated mate?” The people in the room, that included some of the pack elders, chorused. “Yes, she is his fated mate.” Imelda’s heart raced faster. She clutched her chest as she felt a sudden tightness on her chest due to fear. “I… I don’t feel too well. I’ve been feeling really sick lately. Is that going to work?”

Although Nimalaya had found Joel, she could contain her desire and keep it for their mate alone, but for Emily, she is a loose creature of every darkest desires and could only be contained when merged with Nimalaya. Despite this, the impossible had happened with Emily. She could still sleep with anyone she wished, but the idea of using Gama to sustain her life-force like she had been doing with every man she had laid with didn't sit well with her. She felt bad for Gama because he had indeed cherished Nimalaya and had always kept her best interest in his heart. He's not their mate, but he meant a lot to Nimalaya and her demon. “What is the need to seek out your mate? Is that your wish all thi

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