Fated To Darkness Series Mga Nobela at Kwento

I wish he would never return or I would end up hearing that he got into an accident and died on the spot. I remember when I would sit served by the windowsill almost every night talking to the moon goddess about the possible way she would make him die, never to return but every time I seemed to say that prayer he came back home even looking healthy and fresh. I grew tired because I wished all these things to him yet nothing was happening. The moon goddess was by his side and he was growing stronger, becoming more powerful he was intoxicated by power. It was obvious, I saw it in his eyes. I just don't know when this started or if it has something to do with the organization he had joined. All

“O-okay.” “I don’t know if we’re running into a battle, so when we get back, I need you to find somewhere safe. Preferably in the packhouse. There will be people there that will protect you.” I nodded, fully clothed now. Suddenly I heard the gut wrenching crunch of bones breaking and couldn’t tear my eyes from Zak as his body twisted and contorted quickly. His body grew larger and carmel fur sprouted from his skin. In just seconds, the large be

I was surrounded by darkness. ** You're not a good person, there's no way you want to be a better person, the darkness of your past surrounds you, you can't escape yourself, the voice echoes louder and I was screaming. I woke up so fast and it was all a dream, all my body was covered with sweat. "It's just a dream you don't have to force yourself to sleep, it's been over seven hours since you slept,'' he mumbled as he put his hand on my forehead.

Persephone suggested, her brow furrowed in worry. “I cannot, as you say, go back. When Crista and Emilia let me come forward, it affected our mate. He felt the overwhelming surge of my power through the bond. And to counter this, Alec and Chesed had to allow Darkness out. As long as Darkness is free, I must be, or Crista will be overwhelmed by his power, and it could kill her and the baby,” Light explained calmly and rationally.

He had a feeling that would learn something important from following her that could get this succubus in quite a bit of trouble. - So you went there, Nadir. And for quite a long while, as I can see. Let's find out why haven't you came back home for the day.- Nathaniel said to himself and followed her scent to the surface. His eyes literally lit up at the thought of his next mission, following, finding out secrets, and bringing fugitives back to the Underworld, and a wide smile appeared on his lips. Nathaniel was in his element now, he was a Fallen Angel made to hunt others. Therefore, he was suitable for the Black Roses ward, whose task was to search for so-called "good souls", that is, peop

Noah Killian It wasn’t intentional but he ended up hurting his destined mate, the Moon Goddess gives him another chance but will his past make him end up spoiling his second chance. Valerie Scott She is everyone’s favorite but hasn’t been given a chance to know her mate yet, somehow they end up meeting each other but to forgive and forget his past is harder than it seems. Amelia Downs Seeing her longtime best friend in love is hurting her but she has to keep quiet. All novels have its villains but she doesn’t want to be one. All she wants is for someone to love and cherish her.

The voice answered before I could form the words. “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 k

Silas Thorne had used his own wife’s death to finish the job of turning his son into a monster. Dark didn't just hate her father because of the accident. He hated him because her father had inadvertently finished his father’s work. A shadow moved in the hallway. Iza scrambled to pull the drive from the port and tuck it back into her robe. She moved to the sofa just as the doors slid open. Dark walked in. He looked tired, his blazer draped over his arm. He looked at her, his eyes scanning the room, landing on the media screen. "Are you watching the films I picked for you?" he asked, his voice low.

“There’s hope. You have the strength to protect them, but you’ll need guidance. I can help you.” Ethan stepped forward, his tone firm. “Why should we trust you?” Margaret met his gaze, her expression unyielding. “Because I’ve faced the darkness before, and I survived. But if you want your family to survive, we need to act now.” As the night deepened, Clara, Ethan, and Margaret began devising a plan. Margaret explained that the darkness had attached itself to Clara’s bloodline, seeking to spread through her daughters. To protect them, Clara would have to confront it one final time—not just for herself, but for her family.

I furrowed my brow as she called me Darkness. I felt tendrils of something old and dark clawing at the far edges of my mind. ‘Don’t even think about it. If you let Darkness in, that means I have to go into that cage.’ Chesed growled. He didn’t like getting sidelined for Darkness.