Fates Collide Pack Novels & Stories

Trigger Warnings 18+ ONLY This collection contains explicit sexual content including: Graphic MM sex scenes BDSM dynamics Dubious consent Power exchange Rough sex Possessive/dominant behavior Strong language Reader discretion is strongly advised. A collection of stories about men who want more... Strangers in dark clubs, rivals who can't keep their hands off each other, alphas and Omegas bound by something older than either of them, two men who've been circling each other for years finally giving in. Every story stands alone. Every story burns differently. Some are quick and dirty, some take their time. Some are about the first time, and some are about the last

Turning my head, looking at Chaos and Fenrir. “Chaos, RUN!” I scream at her as she looks up and sees the bitch. She whimpers, leaping off of Fenrir with a roar and charges towards Fate. Chaos leaps, jaws open, and claws out as Fate moves her hand and throws Chaos into the side of the packhouse, knocking her unconscious.

I didn't know why I had this uneasy feeling. She spotted me too and waved towards me from the crossing. I gestured her to wait as there were lot of vehicles passing but a car went from between us and she didn't notice my gesture. She kept running towards my direction with the bags in her hand, smiling like a fool. 'My adorable little doll.' It was cute but also dangerous. I was afraid a little. Just then a truck came speeding. The next second I knew.... There was blood everywhere. The gifts she bought were scattered around and she laid on the road motionless.

“Because you’re mine!” The scene changed from their argument to a fight. No, not just a fight, this was war. Creatures I couldn’t recognise, some seeming to have been formed from darkness itself, fighting against shifters. There was so much death everywhere, so much blood, black and red. The creatures bled black. There was a flash in the middle of it all, two beings fighting faster than the eyes could see, their swords and powers creating brief flashes of light as they clashed. “This is the fate of your pack if you do not find answers in time. Do not repeat the same mistake. Stop it before it’s too late.” That was the last thing I heard before it all disappeared and the scene returned to me

he asked me back. I shook my head as I continued to look into his eyes. “The local people here call it “Unmei no akai ito”. According to legend, the gods tie an invisible red thread to the pinky finger of two people who are bound to find each other in life. They will love each other no matter what and only death can do them part.” He looked at my hand and held my pinky finger. His eyes then back to mine. “I didn't believe in fate and love at first sight, but now I believe because I've been in love with you from the first time I saw you,” he said in a soft voice.

You’d think more people would be hesitant to find their fated mates, considering what happened to the previous generation, but I guess the possibility of eternal love and happiness clouds peoples’ rationality. The last two months, Vinny’s pack, The Forza Nelle Tenebre, aka Forza Pack, and Dare’s pack, The Running River Pack, have taken turns hosting full moon runs. A bunch of my pack members have traveled to these events and about fifty of them found their fated mates within the other packs. Small fuckin’ world, right?

jason pulls out his phone from his chest pocket to dial collins number, it links through after couple of rings "collins it's a red flag i need your help" "you seem to be getting into lots of trouble lately boss, what might you need from me?" nadir watches jason intensely waiting for him to speak, "i need you to get in contact with the fierce claws pack you should tell them to send forces as soon as they can to our pack" "anything wrong over there?" collins cuts in, "the pack is under attack but we are safe for few hours we placed the packhouse under lockdown so for now we are protected with vibranium walls,

But I want you to go with me I want them to know you are claimed , Eryx looked at me for a few seconds " ok but we are not fated and am scared you know I don't like social interaction" I assured nothing is going to happen to him ,And as we held each other close, letting the night stretch around us, I couldn’t shake the feeling that tomorrow would change everything. Something was coming—something I couldn’t see yet—but I would recognize it the moment it arrived. I shrugged it off assuring my self that everything in my life is perfect I have ERYX we don't have to fated to be with each other .

Gesturing to his body "This here is the full package and I don't intend to misuse it alright?" He laughed and Jason joined they put on the radio and nodded to the trendy hit "Gock am" by the upcoming artist Crayon when suddenly. The car tire screeched its bonnet crashing into a hard surface with a loud bang. Jason stepped on the brake fearfully. The smell of petrol and coal tar filled their nostrils they looked at each other in silence with the effect of the alcohol washing off immediately.

I mumble something that might have been an apology and sit down again. “Now, I need you two to listen and to listen well. What happened in your old pack was a travesty. For generations, I tried everything I could to stop it, but the Fates kept intervening. I wanted them all to be punished for what they did to the she-wolves and pups. For what they turned the males into. I hated your pack for so very long. It turns out that the Fates had something greater in store for the demise of your pack. Something that would wholly eradicate the blight that they were from the earth in a cacophony of fire, wind, and stone,” the Goddess says. She takes a sip of Meredith’s coffee and grimaces. “Holy