Fate Gandr 소설 & 이야기

His voice was low now. Dangerously low. He looked like he was ready to punch his grandfather in the face and if the man noticed, he wasn't showing any sign of it. Grathen returned his attention to the front. “It means the moon, fate, blood, curse… call it what you wish… has tied your mate to more than one destiny.” “That doesn’t happen,” Aidan bit out. “It happens rarely.” “It’s disgusting,” Aidan said. “It is inconvenient,” Grathen corrected.

this gown is way too heavy. once I was done with removing all the jewellery I wiped my makeup off and once I was done with it, I tried to open the zip of my dress, but it was stuck. I was trying again and again and nothing was working, my attention shifted towards the door when I heard his cough, I stared at him and then again focused on what I was doing. "Can you help?" I asked, well I don't see any other option here. "Me?" He was confused, what is he? ofcourse him.

He wiped his eyes. Zan acknowledged him with a nod. "The Fates made me a Guardian long ago when I was left for dead. I did not fit in before they saved me, and I sure do not blend in now. Silver eyes and an ageless face are not exactly common in the land of humans, you know. But I think I have found my place in the world. My job is to serve the Fates and protect the Empress." Zan grimaced, "Neither of which I am doing a fantastic job right now…My point is you, too, have a place somewhere." "Thanks," Gandr felt encouraged. He closed his eyes and frowned as his happiness faded. "We need to get off the ground. I think I can sense something moving in our direction. And if I can sense them…"

"I don't take myself and Rylan's personal suffering very fun." Fate shakes his head at me, his closing strides toward me are ones I refuse to react to. My body is as frigid as a marble statue as he sits next to me, the bed sinking down with him. He smells strangely delightful, like walking through a forest at the crack of dawn. If sunlight and shadows together had a scent, he would describe it. "Your mate will be someone whose mate died many years ago," Fate continues, as if I hadn't spoken just before. "I might even be nice and let you choose who you would like to mark you in the end."

I was so angered by his shamelessness that I laughed. Mandy? She would never try to die. Back at school, she used to brag every day that she was “the woman among women” and “a fighter jet among men,” always saying she was different from those delicate, pretentious girls who wore fake no-makeup looks and acted aloof. Yet, I had seen her trick countless times. For example, four months ago, my best friend Nelly Landon held her coming-of-age celebration. She carefully picked out a dress, did her makeup, and planned to take a set of beautiful photos to commemorate her life.

Chapter Four – The Fire Within (Fred’s POV) The moment Drake pulled away from the hug, his warmth left me like a fire being snatched away in a storm. His golden eyes flickered with something unreadable, something deep—but in an instant, his expression hardened. “This changes nothing,” he said, his voice like thunder rolling through the cavern. “You should still fear me.” I tilted my head, amused. “Should I?” His jaw clenched. His entire presence was overwhelming—towering over me, wings half-flared, shadows of firelight dancing over his sharp features. Any sane man would have trembled beneath that deadly gaze.

“It was like he just vanished. No one seemed to know where he went. It seemed like he relocated without telling anybody.” My chest tightened as I stared at him. The only connection to my past had been my foster father. Why would he just disappear without giving a clue? “The worst part is that when I noticed that the rogues were beginning to reduce, I tried to capture some of them so that we could question them, but all of them disappeared. Right in front of my eyes.” Fred said, frustration laced in his voice. “Just like that?” I asked, horrified. “Yes,” Fred said, shaking his head. “Like they were never there. The fact that they were able to use magic is what keeps amazing me. Someone with p

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Xuanlu said and then looked at everyone around her. “He and I grew up together. He’s more like a brother than anything else. An overprotective brother.” Xuanlu said, giving Gary a smirk. The killing intent suddenly ended, and he eased off of his sword and put a giant smile on his face at Blake. “If Xuanlu has chosen you then we are friends. No brothers. Welcome to Fargone City. I’m Gary Dong, commander of the Chai guards. Welcome.” Gary said and bowed to Blake and the women around.

, he holds my arm, his grip on my arm tightens. "All these started because of her. And mum thought I was bluffing when I said I would prove I am cut from her cloth. You are not marrying her. I will marry Aiden and put his family in check. You are not ruining your happiness for mine. This is my fate. My fate is already cursed. I will marry my mate. We don't let go. We hold grudges for centuries, remember?", I remove his hand from mine and walk upstairs, ignoring the stares they give to me. *******