Fateful Day Novels & Stories

Explained Charles, "we need to contact Alexa and try to plan for the war!" "She didn't try to contact us anymore since the last time. But I'll try tonight with the new moon, it might give me more juice to contact her." Offered Arya."But I'll need you all to tap in the pack connection." "We will be there," assured Truman looking into Andrews's eyes, he only nodded to confirm that he would be there to attend the connection. "All right! See tonight then, I need to prepare myself for this spell." "What did you see in our future?" Asked Flora, before the sorceress could leave her seat.

He told him. Conrad hummed. "Finn, Park, Max, Harry, you guys go home and take a rest. It's late and tomorrow you have to attend activities too". He turned to Finn but before he could answer... "They....They are free tomorrow. No Sotus. They have to resume on Monday". Jasper said again, gulping a lump in his throat. He was scared of the Alpha . Conrad turned to him with some judging gaze before he sighed. He was calm now.

"Isabella, do you remember now?" She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Andrew, I'm smarter than you think. Last time, you said February 15th was the day we first met. February 15th is the day I encountered the terrorist attack in the UK." That day was something Isabella would never forget.

Led by a boy not even old enough to be considered an adult. The battle would be talked about thousands of years later. It would be referred to as the Catalyst that sparked a new era, the day that Semeria changed course. Songs and poems were written about the events that took place in that faithful battle. They called the most popular of all the songs, "the day stardust fell upon a city."

Now my Fated might be lost forever… I already know the name he’s going to say, and when he does, my undead heart shatters into a million fucking little pieces. “Katherine Décès.”

February 14, 2015. Usually, on every 14th of February, when Fathia woke up in the morning, she would always do so with a smile on her face. She would greet everyone in the house, even the gardener, with a warm "good morning." She had a special prayer as she grew older each year, including today when she turned sixteen. But along with her birthday, the sadness of losing her parents and her sister lingered for eight months. The wound of that loss was still wide open. The excitement of welcoming her birthday had vanished. Often, a cloud of melancholy surrounded her, and if she suddenly remembered her mother, Fathia would burst into tears and hold tightly onto the family portrait.

The word pronounced as F-E-A-R was never something for which he never bothered himself to learn, but for sure he could see its definition, repeating itself again and again in the gesture of the heads bowed down during his presence. Dae-Seong is the one to make all the myths about a mafia go wrong. In the world of cheap crimes and cold-hearted murders, Dae-Seong is the godfather, carrying the black world under his white collars. The speed of sensing danger and the calibre to avoid it with plans and ideas travelling with the speed of light down his nervous system is beyond something called real. The only things he could die himself, and kill anyone for, were his principles and his rules respec

I ask withdrawing from the hug. "He won't honey. Remember today is your first day in high school." She smiles trying to cheer me up and it kinda worked cause I'm totally excited about my first day in high school. I haven't made any friends since we came to live in human world. "Yeah." I breathe out. "So....get dressed while I make you a delicious breakfast. Ok?." "Okay." She stood up from the bed, pecked my cheeks and moves out of my room. Well.....My name is Zara. I was a princess in the kingdom of Almelda, a beautiful place very far from here.

she smiled Jason barked with laughter, clutching her tiny waist with vigor. "That's impossible, you're the only key to my heart, and it's locked and if you ever left no one else can unlock it," he said sincerely. Sophia smiled at him bashfully. "How did I ever meet you Jason Bestman?." "I guess I should say apart from your silly stepmother throwing you out that night with me drunk on high, it was all fate that led us here Mrs. Bestman" he replied kissing her vehemently. Don't forget to vote.

Carl questioned. “Shouldn’t it be the other way round?” Meagan blurted out. "A CARD OF FATE.” The Seer whispered. "A card of fate?" Carl and Meagan repeated in unison ************************** PRESENT DAY Thinking back on that day, Carl wished he could undo the memory. For years now he hadn't really thought about it but lately the seer’s words kept resonating like a force that refuses to be shut out. It ate deep into his mind everyday he wakes up to see the daylight.