روايات وقصص ضمن Fated, Forsaken, Fierce

My intrigues are immediately plagued and my gaze remained fixated on her. ‎“Your clan thought it was fun to take out every other specie because they could" She added with a half hearted chuckle, her eyes blazing with rage, “It seems God realized your specie was going to be a nemes to society so he decided to put a permanent end to your species. Explains why you are cursed to remain childless...” ‎“Porsha..." I yelled, my blood boiling like never before, I raised my hand ready to hit her but my hand felt stuck. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with fearlessness.

The moonlight casts an ethereal glow upon us, as if the Moon Goddess herself is watching over our sorrowful flight. With each stride, I feel the strength and fury of my Lycan, his relentless spirit urging me forward. Fenrir’s wrath propels us, a force that cannot be contained, seeking solace in the untamed wilderness. Even amidst this torment, there is a sense of purpose—a resolution to mend what has been shattered, to reclaim what is rightfully ours.

Aíma, Órasi, Fos, Fotiá" "The blood of your guardian, Eyes of deception, Light of the moon, Fire of the sun. Craft me a key to undo the shackles. Craft me a key to unlock your locks. Craft me a key to release your hold. Blood, Sight, Light, Fire"

“Remember the keys to freeing yourself from the repeated curse of fated mates choosing another and rejecting you: allow the mate bond to accept who it was chosen for. Once you do, your luck and faith will shine brighter than even I, and your ancient powers will at last return. Your fated mates must share the same ending in name as that of your chosen successor. This successor is the pup you bear — not theirs, for they shall never raise a pup that survives beyond half the first generation. That is one of the many weights of the curse. They can never speak of it, and you would never learn of it, until your time came. Lyra has been made to not know the contents of that notebook, and through it

“Two forbidden creatures, bound by moon and blood, King of fur and fang, king of night and flood. When hatred’s blade meets desire’s cruel kiss, The thread awakens what fate cannot dismiss. Reject the call and the world shall crack wide, An ancient hunger wakes, no place left to hide. The Devourer rises, devours all light, Empires fall to eternal night. But if they yield and seal the mate’s true claim, Moon and blood become one flame. Werewolf and vampire, hand in bloodied hand, Forge alliance where once only graves spanned. The most powerful force this realm has known, Rulers of a new age, on a united throne.”

And it was soon when he felt the same grip over it. I can be tough, I can be strong But with you, it's not like that at all There's a boy (girl) that gives a shit Behind this wall, you just walk through it And I remember all those crazy things you said You left them running through my head You're always there, you're everywhere But right now, I wish you were here All those crazy things we did Didn't think about it, just went with it You're always there, you're everywhere But right now, I wish you were here

There was something between us, something I didn’t understand and was afraid to confront. Kaivan took my hand in his, his touch warm and grounding. “In our world,” he said slowly, carefully, “there’s a concept called ‘fated mates.’ It’s more than just love, more than attraction. It’s a bond that’s written in the stars, preordained by forces far beyond our control.” I blinked, trying to wrap my mind around what he was saying. “Fated mates?” “Yes.” His grip on my hand tightened slightly, as if he were afraid I might pull away. “It means that you and I… we were meant to be together. It’s a connection that’s unbreakable, a bond that ties our souls together.”

You could have cost us our fated! A sinking feeling sat within my belly. I hoped my wolf was wrong. I would need to process all the information I had learned. I knew that. Ignoring it was never going to help. All this had taught me that. But, first we needed to fix this. I could not lose Seren. Not now. Not after everything. Like they say, the Moon Goddess chooses a fated mate for a reason. I cannot simply let mine slip away...

But it’s Alliana’s shrill sounds cutting through the fantasy I’m trying to create and I pull out of her. “FUCK” I roar and feel my wolf break through, we need to fucking run and get the hell away from this she-wolf.

“B-But they must not all be like that, there must be some who…” “I’ve never heard of a single rogue that hasn’t suffered the same fate, and I only know of one who survived it,” Lucian interjected coldly. “Her name is Jocelyn, and she only came out the other side because she found my brother Jace… they’re fated mates, but not before killing hundreds of our own and putting my mother in a fucking coma.”