Fated, Forsaken, Fierce Novels & Stories

He glanced at me once—cold, detached—before his lips curled. “I won’t mark Quinn. I’d rather die.” “If you force me, I’ll sire a dozen pups outside this pack—and let her raise them all.” The elder by the fireplace—Gregory, Caleb’s grandfather and the former Alpha—froze. His hand trembled as he lifted a third cane high. “What is wrong with Quinn?” His voice shook the chamber. “She is loyal, pure, chosen by the Moon Goddess herself. How is she any less than the she-wolves you crawl to at night?”

She betrayed me which is what I don't like her. To say that I was angry was an understatement. I was livid, totally disappointed and disgusted at the moon goddess For what she had done. The moon Goddess doesn't care about me or my pack. She was a selfish woman who cared about her own selfish interests. I don't want to be close to her because she doesn't have someone like me. I just want to be with Zara and my child.

Azazel instructed and started to walk down the sidewalk, Daniel in tow. “Now prophecy starts out by saying that two sets of twins will be the world’s undoing,” Azazel begins. “Now pay attention, this is the only time someone will explain it to you. The twins are special, one set Nephilim, born of an Archangel in this case Gabriel and a human, and one set Cambion, born of a high ranking demon, in this case me, and a human, Abigail.” Azazel kept talking, Daniel was doing his best to understand. “Next thing it says is that the mothers soul of the twins she bore will be sent to either heaven or hell based solely on who can influence it the most. Both sides should have at least one mother or the

He has me pined, but his hands are not touching me. His eyes are pure fire, and so is his body. "Becoming Alpha, as cowardly as it sounds , it made me scared. I was afraid not of the responsibility as is. I felt like my freedom was being taken away from me, but now in this moment in front of you...I see how foolish that was because from the moment my eyes laid upon you the last thing I want is my freedom. I want to be chained to you." His eyes lit up in a beautiful orange color as he hovered just inches from my face.Alphas had red eyes,alphas

Wolves raced around, some trying to protect, some trying to flee. And in the center of it all, two massive creatures tore through the heart of the pack. At first, I didn’t know what I was looking at. They were monstrous things, hairless and twisted, their hulking forms towering at least ten feet tall. Their black eyes glinted like polished obsidian, soulless and cold. Forsaken. Forsaken had gotten through our borders. How the fuck had this happened? The forsaken moved with an eerie, unnatural precision, as if they weren’t just beasts but twisted mockeries of the wolves they had once been. Their hairless, grotesque forms towered over the chaos; their black eyes gleaming with nothing but hollo

------------------------------------------------------- A wolf with eyes of a bright silver white, Shall bring many packs to re-unite. But not with a lone one by her side, Thrice times the strength is needed fate shall decide. To end the terror and anguish of their reign, An unfeasibility for others who battled before in vain. Each of them has suffered pain of their own circumstance, Nevertheless a twist upon Fate was to give all a deserved second chance. Now with the strength of the trio of mortals and their differing traits,

Either the wolf dies slowly from the deterioration of the bond or they become Forsaken… Feral wolves who completely surrender themselves to their animal instincts until all traces of humanity disappear and they become violent, unstable and bloodthirsty. They were called The Forsaken because people believed they were abandoned first by their mates and then by the Moon Goddess herself. Honestly, becoming a mindless feral creature terrifies me far more than death ever could. I don’t want to lose myself like that not do I want to become a monster. Which leaves me with only one other outcome. Death. Death terrifies me but what other choice do I even have? The only way to stop the bond from rottin

Skin against skin, we gave into the pull—raw, aching, inevitable. Her name on my lips. My name on hers. The forest bore witness to our undoing. And in the depths of that night, I didn’t know her name. Didn’t know her pack. But her body remembered mine. And mine? I was ruined by hers. Even if fate didn’t give a damn

They scoffed and glared down at the little glass orb. “Of course it’s pissed! This is strong Fae magic that you trapped inside. It belongs to a very strong, very old Fae. this is far from good Kins. It is positively livid.” Weaver informed as they inspected the black ord inside the glass before setting it down on the workbench and running their hand through their hair. “It’s some of the strongest magic I have ever come across. We might be in trouble if this is what's attacking the witch in Danu Forest. I can only guess at what it’s after. I’m going to need to see your notes and I’ll need you to tell me everything that you felt or noticed out there.” Weaver demanded as they paced in front of

Before we get into the realm, we need to talk about the fates. The fates go by the names, Arantxa, Malfada and Ataturé, each having the respective role of creating the life of a mortal, Speaking good, bad and challenges into the life of the mortal and ending the mortal's life. These beings are seen as heavily ornamented females clothed in white gowns and jewelries of plain gold. Over to Abaddon the realm itself. Abaddon is a certified realm that is connected towards earth, serving as the realm of the fates. Possessing red clouds and an ugly and dead environment, it lives up to its name, "Abaddon" which translates to destruction.