Fate Stay Night Novels & Stories

I grabbed her hands and walked towards a table, I made her sit on a chair and signalled the waiters to serve the dinner to us. once we were done with eating she Walked upstairs while I attended the guests who were still there. once I was done with everyone I walked back to my room and I opened the door just to witness her struggling to open her dress, I coughed indicating that I was present in the room and she looked at me through Mirror. she again tried to open the zip of her gown and I guess it was stuck. {Hazel's pov} I walked inside the room and took off the heavy jewellery from my body, I just want to wear my pajamas and through my body on the bed. this gown is way too heavy.

“You said you loved me, and now you treat me like this? Don’t think I’ll let you get away with it!” Ethan, already fed up, watched her meltdown with detached disgust. “You’ve made your bed—now lie in it.” Her fury boiled over. Aria lunged at him, her movements wild and unhinged. “You’re not going to toss me aside like this! You owe me!” Ethan tried to fend her off, but she was relentless, gripping him like a woman possessed. In the heat of the struggle, her hand shot out, grabbing a fruit knife from the table.

“You speak as if you expect my help.” “You are the only one who can help,” Isabella said directly. “Jane is your niece. She carries the Hartess blood. And whatever your family may be…” She hesitated for a moment. “We do not choose the people who become our family. But we always choose whether we will remain part of their lives.” Some men are used to getting everything they want. They take by force, by charm, or by wealth, but they always take. Damian Hartess was one of those men. But this time, he had to hold back.

“I see you're having fun.” “Definitely,” Daemon said, smirking. With a smile, the young man said, “My name is Edmond from Nightfang Pack.” Daemon and Fea exchanged glances. “Nightfang?” Daemon asked. “I heard about your Luna…Selene.” Edmond's eyes lost their glow. “Yes. Selene Luna.” He lowered his voice. “It's sad that she had to die that way.” “Yes it is sad,” Daemon whispered, his eyes briefly growing gloomy.

His shirt is torn, his head bowed—but the moment her scent fills the air, he stiffens, slowly raising his head to look at her, drained as he blinks slowly. “Lena,” Lena’s lips curl into something sinister as she gets closer with the lamp, seeing his face properly, the face of her fated mate, the man she's supposed to spend the rest of her life with but shame, she has other plans. “Still fighting? That's adorable,” “Why would you do this to me?” Each word spills past his lips as if he's losing the ability to stay conscious. She tilts her head, her expression morphing from sinister to ice-cold. “Because fate made a mistake.”

His answer was gentle, honest, and hit harder than any promise ever could. My wolf, quiet all this while, stirred beneath my skin. He means it. I nodded slowly, curling my hands into the sleeves of the cloak someone had left for me on the bed. “I’ll stay, for now.” Kael smiled, the tension in his shoulders easing. “Then rest. Eat. Heal. And tomorrow, I’ll show you the North as it truly is.” _____ I didn't know when I had drifted off to sleep, but for the first time in a while, I hadn't cried myself to sleep. I yawned and turned, the room was dark and I felt alarmed when I realized that I wasn't alone.

It was also because what she stole had always been my destiny to begin with. I looked up at him and smiled lightly. "Then how do you plan to make it up to me?" Jonah curved his lips and pulled me into his arms. "With a lifetime. Is that enough?" Jonah gave me a grand wedding. The moment he held my hand was the first time since my rebirth that I truly felt alive. On the wedding day, I saw my parents. Their eyes were red as they reached out with trembling hands, trying to grab mine. My gaze, however, was cold.

Even our first night didn’t feel like this—wrong and right at the same time, like I’ve broken every moral code in the book and I’m still burning from within. “Good,” I finally say, grinning sheepishly. “Extremely good.” I look at Zayn, searching for a trace of the man who had held me while I screamed his name, but his eyes are back to being slate-grey and unreadable. “What now?” I ask. “Is the game over?” “The game is never over,” he murmurs. He reaches beside him and picks something up from the nightstand. A small black box. My stomach tightens. “What is it?” I ask.

But I knew he too was also questioning all of this. “Relax, you two.” Ysara waved her hand dismissively. “Nothing is going to happen. I still need to watch you waddle around with a pregnant belly. You have forever to live.” She teased, adding a wink. And the dread in my stomach slowly fizzled to nothingness. “About Elarith?” I asked, steering the conversation in a different direction. Azrael’s face hardened. “We leave tonight.” He looked toward Derek. “We won’t be back until Ysara has completely lifted the curse and Aurelia has been reconnected with her wolf. And that’s after the Bloodmoon.” Derek straightened.

And that too shamelessly. But it didn’t matter to him at all. Because they may see but they couldn’t have him. He belonged to Benjamin.. Benjamin looked at the stage where Noah was introducing himself and his generals.. "I am Noah Gabriel . You all can call me Noah. I am your head hazer for this year and these are my four generals. We will begin our activities for this year Sotus. Your name tags, shirts and schedules will be provided tomorrow at 6am sharp. Anyone late will be punished and I don’t give a damn if it’s a girl or a boy. In Engineering, we all are the same.