Novel & Cerita Fated, Forsaken, Fierce

The sound of fighting filled the mountain pass again — snarling, snapping jaws, bodies crashing together. I stayed close to Damien, heart pounding. The pup started moving restlessly inside me. “Mama… they are really angry.” One of the Forsaken wolves broke through the line and charged straight at us. Damien pushed me back and met it with a weak but determined attack. They tumbled across the rocks. I screamed his name. The Forsaken wolf was winning. It pinned Damien down, jaws open wide above his throat. Without thinking, I let the power rise inside me again. It came faster this time, hotter.

“I understand. Tell me what you’ve found out.” “Theodore and I are fated mates, just as Grandma Susan had long predicted.” I can see my words have hurt him. “So what does it mean for us?” “I love you. I can never be with Theodore again, even if we are fated. He is evil and cruel. You’re lovely and kind and loving and loyal. This is why I realised I love you. I love only you, Thomas.” “I’m happy to hear that. But fated means that you are meant to be with Theodore, the Moon Goddess has destined that.”

The likes of me. I latched onto that phrase immediately. “The likes of me?” I echoed. “What do you mean?” He didn't hesitate as he said. “Criminals. It's clear that your hands are not clean, that you're a bad person. It follows you around, clinging to you.” Something about the quietness made it worse. The certainty again— but now it was private, a judgment sealed and delivered.

“Their parents tried to keep them safe, but there was little to nothing they could do as the final say was on the council. After lots of pleading from the Queen, they decided to spare their lives and the unborn child, but… they placed a curse on this unborn child, and banished them from the kingdom.” “The time of delivery came, and Jessica gave birth to a normal child. Her and Anomander were happy that the curse didn’t come to pass and that their love prevailed. Everything seemed fine, until their child’s first transformation after his eighteenth birthday. They expected a normal wolf, but they saw a red-furred wolf, driven by rage and thirst to kill… The curse wasn’t gone after all. It was r

Arya told her, holding some feathers and placing them in places that seemed random, but for her, it had meaning. "Yes, no problem. I'll search for her." Flora said, looking inquisitive as to what the sorceress was doing, seeing that the woman didn't say anything more she left the room. Arya didn't mention anything more, she was placing elements of air, water, earth, and fire, candles were placed to represent the fire, bowls with water were opposite to the candles, to represent the water as in an opposing element to the fire. Feathers we're representative of the air and opposing to it, we're bits of a handful of earth with a white rose on it, it symbolizes both the element of earth and the wi

“OATH OF FALLEN WILL RISE AND START TO RAMPAGE.” “THE LIFE AND DEATH HOLDER’S LIFE WILL CLAIM.” “AND THE CLIMATE WILL GO ROUGH.” “BLOOD CONTAMINATES THE WATER.” “DESPERATION WILL BE THE SMELL OF WIND.” “THE HARVESTRY OF LIFE WILL BE IN DESTRUCTION YER.” “UNKINDLED THE FLAME AND BREAK THE SINNERS’ BIN.” “DARKNESS WILL SUCKS THE LIGHTS.” “AFRAID NOT, THE CHILD OF PROPECY WILL LIFT.”

Magic, physical fighting, all of that healing, and everything in between. One thing that I admired about Ziyah was that she had a fucking amazing warrior’s spirit. I had never encountered a more brutal fighter than her. I could already imagine that their pups would end up being just as fucking brutal. Hell, Blakely had the same soul skill as her mother. Not to mention that she was also of strong Alpha blood and strong Fae blood. Only idiots would cross the next generation.

She would stop at nothing to see Marvis brought to her knees, to see her suffer as she had suffered, alone and abandoned by those she loved. But even as Tracey reveled in her triumph, her victory was short-lived. Marvis and Jace, bound by the unbreakable bond of their fated love, refused to be defeated. With hearts filled with courage and determination, they fought back against the darkness that threatened to consume them, their love a beacon of hope amid chaos. And as they emerged victorious from the fray, their love stronger than ever before, Marvis and Jace knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, bound by the unbreakable bond of their fated love.

In that moment, she was the embodiment of wrath and vengeance, a force to be reckoned with. The scene was both horrifying and mesmerizing, a testament to Freya’s dark powers and her willingness to use them without hesitation. The bandits, once eager to commit heinous acts, now paid the price for their malevolence. As they writhed in agony, their violent intentions were met with a brutal and fitting punishment.

The Mysterious Bidder Victoria watched in horror as the blonde was purchased by a red eyed vampire for half a million. He snatched her off the platform with an evil grin. The girl kicked and screamed as the vampire snapped his fangs at her and laughed. A Forsaken. She didn't want to think about what would happen to the poor girl. From what she'd learned so far Forsaken vampires were heartless creatures who took pleasure in tormenting their prey. They were consumed with blood lust, forsaking pure emotions and eventually falling into madness.