Fate Stay Night Visual Novels & Stories

He asked her in a curt tone but Georgia kept quiet. “I'm asking a question!!! What's your name!!!” He yelled so hard that everyone flinched feeling a cold spine run through them. “Georgia Brooke” she replied in a shaky voice. “I, Jared Cameron, the Alpha of the blue moon pack, reject you, Georgia Brooke of the blue moon pack as my fated mate.." And that was it. Georgia felt a pain coursing through her body.

Damian looked at his uninvited guest with a questioning gaze, his eyes betraying a complete lack of interest in the entire situation. “Well… well. I wanted to…” Damian cut her off with a casual wave of his hand, as if beckoning someone closer. For a brief moment, the girl thought he was calling her, but the butler quickly stepped forward instead, lighting a cigar and bringing it to Damian’s slightly parted lips. She blinked in surprise, perhaps even exhaling in relief, silently praising herself for not rushing toward him like an obedient pup at his slightest gesture. Another second, and she might have done just that.

"What seems to be the problem?" "There's this little girl interfering with my plans. Can you help me?" Lightning struck the desert sands. Pow! Charlene waved her hands. The scenery flickered like film: mountain ranges, vast oceans, stormy beaches, bogs, and wastelands. The environment shifted in rapid succession, images stacking and layering to disorient the intruder. "Who are you?" she asked, her eyes narrowing. The Fate looked around, trying to find a landmark, a foothold in the dreamscape.

She didn't push him, instead she placed her hands on his shoulder, "And what are you planning to do?" There was a dangerous glint in his eyes as he smiled, his gaze never leaving hers. "You really want to know?" he murmured, his hands sliding down to grip her thighs. His fingers found the hem of her short nightdress, slowly sliding under the fabric and up her leg. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear. "I plan to spend the rest of the night showing you exactly what you do to me." She closed her eyes feeling his hands on her thighs, her hands clutched the back of his neck.

I find myself crouching, unwilling to face him. "Look at me, girl," he bellows. I am unable to comply. "Lucas, Make her look at me."He commands In an instant, Lucas is in front of me and reaching for my chin, but a large hand pushes him to my left side. When I turn around, I realize I'm staring at Jack for the first time. I see a big man with jet-black hair, light brown skin, and a scrape of stubble over his jaw. He casts a quick glance my way before growling at Lucas.

Chapter 13: The Threads of Fate As the Red Teary Moon Pack continued their journey, they came across an ancient temple hidden deep within the heart of the wilderness. Inside the temple, they discovered a magnificent tapestry that stretched across the walls, filled with intricate patterns and vibrant colors. The tapestry seemed to shimmer with a magical aura, and the pack members sensed that it held a profound secret. Curiosity piqued, Emily reached out to touch the tapestry, and as her paw made contact, a surge of energy coursed through her. Visions flashed before her eyes, revealing the interconnectedness of all living beings and the threads of fate that bound them together.

“You heard me back at the bridge. I don’t want to eat humans.” “Yeah, I heard. But why did you bring my poetic skills before? I think what we did, it’s out of the picture. How does it fit in your agenda?” He stopped to his tracks and then turned to look at Chastine. She can now notice his bright blue eyes and almost blond hair glistening in the sun rays. She found it mesmerizing to look at. In a serious tone, Juste said, “I’m looking for something.” Chastine was just staring at Juste.

There were three scratches there and they were quite deep. "What's your name?" I answered in embarrassment. I felt a burning sensation on my face and I'm sure by now my face must be as red as a tomato. But, I'm grateful that the darkness camouflaged it a bit so I don't have to worry about it. "My name is Ella Felicity Lunarflare." "You have a nice name," he complimented, sounding sincere. He paused for a moment, then spoke again. "Aren't you the one at the river?"

Viso eyed the fruit basket in front of him with hungry eyes. Last night, He painted the ocean red with the blood of his enemy's dogs. But that was not the only Red He recalled from last night. His mind imprinted an image of another shade of Red.The girl with Cherry lips. Viso couldn't get her out of his mind and wondered who she was. He knew she watched him kill those dogs and she ran away from there in terror. This gave him a reason to catch her but that was not the only reason He wanted to catch her.

I just wanted to give them some space since they haven’t had the house to themselves after their wedding. Now with Kayla and I out, and Grace abroad, they were finally all alone. Done with fabric sorting, I was flipping through the papers on my desk when I realised that Nina had dropped my daily delivery of magazines. I started to purchase Youths of Africa Magazines since I got inspiration to design from there sometimes. One of the magazines caught my attention, and I gasped at who I saw. Brian’s image stared back at me, his eyes having this smoldering look in them.