Gate Of Babylon Fate Novels & Stories

“What do you mean?” “He’s in a coma,” Daniel said while he rubbed his temple. “The stab wounds were deep, and he lost a lot of blood. One of the blades punctured near his ribs and affected some of his organs. If your father wasn’t a Lycan, he would have died instantly.” I clenched my fists hard. “So you’re saying he still has a chance?” Daniel hesitated. “I can’t promise anything, my lord. His body is fighting, but his chances of survival are very low. Only the Moon Goddess can decide his fate now.”

My mind kept drifting back to the scroll hidden in the basement, to the runes I had drawn on the floor. I had found the scroll hidden among my grandmother's things after she died. It was ancient, written in a language that had taken me weeks to decipher. It spoke of the Fates—Abraxas, the Fate of Life; Kaius, the Fate of Death; and Ryuu, the Fate of Destiny. The Fates ruled the universe, deciding the course of every life, every death, every destiny. The scroll claimed that one could summon a Fate and ask for a boon. But it came with a warning: to call on a Fate was to risk death. I didn't care about the risk. If I didn't do something, I would be exposed as a Shade during my first shift, and

I steadied myself. “Reborn? I don’t know what you’re talking about.” However, Lily refused to let go of my hand. She dropped straight to her knees. “I know you are. If you weren’t, you wouldn’t have agreed to marry Mark so easily, and you wouldn’t have given him so many ideas. Em, please save me, help me.” Lily would only call me “Em” when she begged. We were twins, but because I was born a few minutes earlier, I became the older one.

With my parents’ blessings, I made a wish and blew out the candles. Just as I was about to cut the cake, the sudden ringing of the doorbell interrupted us. I steadied myself and opened the door, only to find Joel standing there. Rain was falling in a fine drizzle outside. Thunder rumbled from time to time, streaks of white lightning cutting through the sky. Joel was soaked from head to toe. Water dripped steadily from his hair, but he did not seem to care. Smiling, he held out a beautifully wrapped jewelry box.

I heard a loud howl which made me jump. Justin snickered. “Scared? The moon isn’t even completely out yet.” Rachel cracked her knuckles. “I can’t wait to shift once the moon comes up.” I gulped. I planned on finding the treasures and getting away completely from them before that could happen. In this game, Justin was playing the role of an Alpha since we didn’t have an Alpha in our group, Rachel was the Beta, and Logan was the Gamma. Me? Well, I was still kind of…me. Lowest in rank.

A warrior stands guard beside it, which sends another jolt of dread down my spine. Edwardo knocks lightly. He waits. No response. He pushes the door open. My heart drops straight through my feet. I stumble. Zahra. Oh, my fucking goddess.

And in another minute the Gatekeeper vanished out of thin air — Mayari Tabbu sent him to send a message to the others and she hoped that the Goddess of fate would begin to play fair. =================== “What are you doing here?” Luntian asked, confused and all as she stared at the Gatekeeper who always seemed like he’s bored or out of his mind. They were about to climb on the last wall that separates the Central land from the thicket forest of the East. “Why are you just standing there?”

Before we get into the realm, we need to talk about the fates. The fates go by the names, Arantxa, Malfada and Ataturé, each having the respective role of creating the life of a mortal, Speaking good, bad and challenges into the life of the mortal and ending the mortal's life. These beings are seen as heavily ornamented females clothed in white gowns and jewelries of plain gold. Over to Abaddon the realm itself. Abaddon is a certified realm that is connected towards earth, serving as the realm of the fates. Possessing red clouds and an ugly and dead environment, it lives up to its name, "Abaddon" which translates to destruction.

I looked at Kael, bound and burning at the center of the chamber. At the shadow waiting to claim him. At the throne-bearer watching me with keen, calculating interest. And then— The Gate spoke directly to me. Evacuation available. Primary axis survival probability: minimal. Secondary axis survival probability: acceptable. My breath caught. It wanted me to leave. To save myself. To let Kael become the anchor so the system could stabilize. “No,” I whispered. The Gate pulsed, insistence sharpening. Choose. The chamber shook violently as the shadow surged forward again, its presence flooding the space with ancient hunger.

“No, no, no. No!” “There's always a price to every sacrifice.” “Wasn't our love enough price for me to pay?” “You tamper with fate, so accept whatever penalty it throws at you.” After his remark, Bila stood to his feet and walked away. Then when he reached the door, he stopped. “The future is still unclear. Therefore, don't mistake the present for tomorrow.” Bila stated before walking out of the room. Without a care for the old alpha's parable, Gabriel watched the door shut. Then he jumped out of bed, got a shirt, and wore it over his bandage-up body before rushing out of his room.