Fate Gorgon นิยาย & เรื่องราว

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

They tighten, and something pulls itself forward. A figure steps through. Darkness coils around him, thick and alive, not clinging but obeying. His form is barely solid. More condensed shadow than flesh, shaped vaguely into a man. His eyes are pits of polished onyx. No light reflects from them. Nothing in them resembles anything mortal. A whisper seems to rise from the torn air behind him. “Your goddess is finished. She has ruled too long over a world that does not want her. It is time for change. Monvar has risen.”

“She’s your balance. Your anchor. She keeps the pack whole through you.” “I haven’t stopped looking, Dad,” Zyon said quietly. “You know I haven’t.” “And yet she’s nowhere.” Jettson leaned forward, his tone sharpening. “What if she’s not out there? What if the Moon Goddess has another path for you?” Zyon stiffened. “What exactly are you trying to say?” Jettson folded his hands. “The Beta of the Blackthorn Pack, you know him. Loyal bloodline, strong leadership. His only daughter rejected her bond years ago. She’s unmated and she’s willing.”

He was after a full-blooded demon; his ambitions and goals were greater than his promises to me. It only means I should not let my guard down. He might be planning on killing me too if I got in the way of what he wanted - my father’s throne. Gorgon was teaching me how to strengthen my mind to unleash illusions around me. One of the skills I had to perfect, but I had no idea when I would use it because I was certain that once I got out of here, I would never use it unless it was to protect Adan, me, and our pack.

His instinct only tells one thing to do. Survive. But on that fateful day, he met his goddess of fortunes as his savior. His life rescuer. Someone who has destined to be his home. A safe haven for him. Ever since that day, his feet entered her life. If Sister Hua didn't show up that day, his fate probably ended it up in the sewers or even worse. He could be a pocket thief or a beggar. Busying himself begging on the street with no future. Now, slowly, with a straight head, his path life was steady and clear. He no longer feels scared of what future has hold for him ahead.

Mother may not have been so kind to the Arch as Fate had been. He was lucky that Fate was in one of her rare good moods. She knew perfectly well where Adora was. Aphrodite and Mother sent her there to observe and report back. The road to love was a tricky one for Fate. She usually left those things up to Mother and Aphrodite. With the two of them gone, it was up to Fate to juggle her time. She hated when that happened; her time was too precious. Horal, Goddess of Seasons would come and relieve Fate so Fate could get back to untwisting some earth lives and twisting others up. It was after all, her duty to lend a hand. Fate smiled and stepped back up to her throne. Horoi would be there soon.

“G—guys, what happened? Did you just go through a fierce battle?” Fane bobbed, “Yup, there’s a mysterious underground organization from America. They have many powerful fighters and some of them are extremely powerful! Fernando was hypnotized by them and made into their puppet. His breath of life is very feeble now and he’ll not live longer than 10 days. But I’ll think of a way, I’ll definitely come up with a way to save him!” “My goodness! Wh—why are there so many Gods of War here?” Fiona walked out of the house and was surprised at the sight before her that her jaw dropped to the ground. Gods of War gathered at the courtyard of her house and were having a conversation with Fane and Skyler,

If Malrik truly lost control once again… none of us would survive long enough to see another sunrise. I also couldn’t shake the fear off. Last night had been bizarre. The chains broke. They fucking snapped. The chains that had belonged to our forefathers, passed down to the brother who inherited the curse. They were stronger than anything I had ever known, forged with silver and the blue flame of an ancient dragon woven into every link. They had held for generations. And yet, they snapped right off the walls. A cold breeze swept past me, and my wolf stirred uneasily beneath my skin. Hours passed, and then-

Four souls, entwined by fate's decree, A woman, three men, bound by destiny. Reborn they are, from lives before, In ancient hearts, a long-lost lore. The oracle, with eyes aglow, Her power stirs, the winds shall blow. Her vision sharp, the world she sees, The god of gods, brought to her knees. When she ascends, in strength unbound, The dark will rise from under ground. Her mates, they walk beside her flame, Their souls as one, they share her name. Through cycles lost, through time and strife,

“While we were there, we realized that the site was never destroyed. In fact there was no sign of any struggle.” “What we thought was weird was the amount of carved stone-“ “Man. Woman. Children. It would be easy to assume that they have been attacked.” “So we researched the significance of this development-“ “And the only one despicable being or specie had to be responsible for such travesty-“ “A gorgon. In simpler terms that you might know of is, Medusa.” No way. Athena stopped her reign, millions of years ago. “Impossible. Yeah, that's what we thought too, common give us your tablet.”