Game Of Destiny Novels & Stories

cammy ask eyeing him suspiciously but Destin scoff "I don't have time for all this.i need a lot of strength to get this done with "he said and with out wasting much time Jordan bites his wrist and stretched his hand forward . Destin place a little cup under his wrist , little amount of blood feel into the cup and his wrist healed up .Destin gulped down the blood hastily " awe " Cammy squealed irritated. " et lasco bracumpra vandraxa la pula " he chanted and his eyes turned white and the mountain ashes blaze up with fire forming a fire triangle ,he kept on chanting nonstop .

And yet… she couldn’t forget the way his lips had felt, the way her body had betrayed he and--Damn it! Her phone buzzed again. ‘Keep going, honey. Remember all he’s done to you and never forget that your revenge is a must.’ Amira swallowed hard, her pulse hammering in her ears. Three months left. That was all the time she had to play this dangerous game. She turned the phone face down in her lap, forcing her expression into something neutral. The men were still talking about alliances, threats, and all things money-related but their voices blurred in her ears. All she could hear was the echo of Alessandro’s words.

"We will see who wins first, Brother," He stood up and smirked at me, sparking a challenge I won’t back away from. "Either your revenge... or my extortion?" My smirk also grew wider as I replied strongly, having no intentions of failing. "We will see," He let out a quiet jeering laugh and left me all alone in my undesirable thoughts after starting a lethal game. I stared at the crack in the glass with a blaze igniting in my eyes as I threw the glass away, shattering it to pieces.

Destiny was having a nightmare. Or at least she thought she was. Her mother was screaming, chained to a wall, bleeding. She kept calling her name, but Destiny couldn't respond. It was so real, but it had to be a nightmare. She didn't like the way she could taste the metal, smell the tang of blood, feel the misery. No, this was not a place of dreams, it had to be real, but it couldn't be. ' Destiny help me, please. Please, please help me. They're going to kill me. Please. Help.'

But his whole face was red, his muscles were tense, and the sweat was a sign of pain. It all started when Leon brought home a new virtual reality game. A game that has never been released anywhere. Leon was very happy to take her home to try it. An adventure game that is not yet clear about what. Leon unpacked it when he got to his room and began to drift into a game that turned out to be related to various mythologies, both Greek, Egyptian, and even other countries. "Leon!" exclaimed his mother. "Yes, mom?" Leon asked while opening his virtual reality glasses.

My reflection stares back—a girl who looks like she should be crying over a broken heart, not planning how to dismantle a goddamn death game from the inside out. Perfect Clear. Two of them. The System had to make a spectacle of it. A bitter laugh escapes my lips. “Should’ve seen that coming. Nothing’s ever quiet with you, is it?” I’m talking to the empty room, to the unseen architecture of the Game. It doesn’t answer. It just watches. My new phone glows on the coffee table. Sleek, transparent, cold to the touch. The Game’s welcome gift for surviving your first Instance. Your leash and your lifeline, all in one. It buzzed once already.

He moves and carries Nicole in his hands and steps in me thinking I'm dead. When he moves to open the door, I remove my gun and shoot him right on his head. I watch as he slowly falls on the ground and I run to pick Nicole before she reaches the ground. I'm half running, half walking on the staircase as I take Nicole outside , she's still not breathing but I know she'll make it, she has to make it I dodge bullets severally as I head downstairs and I'm met by one of my guys on the door. " Jayden, please come close to the gate I need you to get Nicole to the hospital as quick as possible"

Carla froze for a moment, then quickly rushed downstairs to open the door. As expected, an elderly man with a refined aura stood outside, slowly shaking his head with a sigh. Carla stared at him in shock. The fortune teller walked inside and said, "Give me the straw." Amanda quickly handed it over. He took one look and said calmly, "The soul belonging to the long straw is no longer in that body. He may be dead, or he may be asleep. Either way, he is gone."

One has nothing to do with life, living like a corpse only breathing with the pain in heart. Another one has everything still the peace is missing from his life waiting to repent for the sin he committed unintentionally. For what he should repent? Moreover how will they change their fate, amend their destiny when they are only mere player in the game of destiny that too when it is a cruel game of destiny? To know more read this book 'Game Of Destiny' journey of the Beauty and her selfish beast. Disclaimer : This book is purely fictional. All the characters are imaginary. The content doesn't suppor

THE END Fatima is a former process engineer and currently pursuing a Doctor of Philosophy in Chemical Engineering. She has been stepping into the publishing world by writing academic journals and book chapters. Now, she is taking a new step in publishing her first fiction book, Love Destiny. The inspiration for Love Destiny came from various factors such as her interest in the military and medical world, and love-hate relationship.