Gate Of Babylon Fate Novels & Stories

I was so afraid of losing him because Gabriel was so precious to me. Violet tapped my shoulder, and it surprised me to see a genuine smile on her face. “The God of Death is a darker version of the Moon Goddess. We cannot predict the desires of the God of Death, for he is not the complacent type. You can follow Gabriel, but don't do anything outside the lines set by fate. It can ruin the course of fate and make both of your destinies fall apart. If you really want to get back with Gabriel, then go with the flow.” “I understand, Vio. Thank you very much,” I said with a sincere heart while holding her hand. My chest felt so tight because of my unstoppable longing for my true mate. And tears str

As long as they pull their weight, I’m good. “All right,” Gabriel says. “Just gotta wait for Michael to show and we’re golden. How are you feeling about opening the gate?” That’s on us. The four Thrones. We’re the ones who can open the gates—because this mission is tied to justice. But it takes all four of us. A very specific type of divine coordination. We’ve practiced. It worked on the mock gate. But this one? This gate will fight us with every ancient ounce of power it has.

“You chose reality over fantasy.” And Ronan just held her. They turned to the creature. She watched them all with quiet fury. “You’re not ready for what’s coming,” she said. “You’ve chosen the hard path. But that path leads to ruin.” Ava stepped forward. “Then we’ll face ruin together.” The creature vanished in a burst of violet flame. Beyond the Garden – The Next Gate The garden crumbled. And beyond it, a great gate stood—carved from the bones of stars, humming with power.

Zara paused just a second before taking a step forward, her determination unwavering. She heard a voice in her head as she arrived at the portal. "Your destiny and that of everyone who follows you will be decided by the decisions you make from this point on." Light flooded her vision as the doorway opened. Then there was darkness. With their entwined but perilous journeys, Zara, Elias, and Kael all stand on the precipice of fate. What is on the other side of the gateway? Will they triumph over the difficulties, or will they be consumed by the memories of their past?

And with a small voice that no one could hear, she added, "It all depends on the Fates." "Winner! Zabdiel Lewelyn!" ~O~O~O~ The rounds continued until there were only nine of them. Zabdiel, Barbie, Kieran, Clive, "Bloom", a Fire Kryst named Ine, a Water Kryst named Ylena, Crystal Kryst Thēna, and a Shadow Kryst named Saito. Zabdiel and Ine went first. The Fire Kryst was stronger and wiser, he defeated Zabdiel in a short time span. Thankfully, Zabdiel was not injured so much.

Only then will the goddess allow the fates to bond us again. A dawning of realization goes off in my head like a light being flipped on, I suddenly see my fate clearly. I race for my bedroom door, flinging it open. I halt and grab a bag, stuff it with some necessities, and fly out of the room and down the stairs. Charging outside in time to see Gabriel mount his bike. “Wait!” I call out desperately. Silently thanking the powers that be, that he hadn’t left yet. “Wait!” Gabriel looks up, his eyes finding mine and locking onto them. I can see his chest rise and fall in anticipation.

"Maria, I will avenge you. What he did to you, his wife will face the same. And then I'll ask him to replace her, just like he asked me to and then he'll know that fame means nothing but destruction." Fate sat on the top of a tower and wrote something in her Grecabulum, the book of fate and destiny. Her pen shone light blue as she wrote down the Fate of people. Then, she flew up and reached a balcony. She passed through the closed doors and looked at a new born baby sleeping in a cradle. She touched his hands and the fate lines appeared on his palm. "May you get what you deserve" She smiled and walked out. She flew up and climbed at the terrace of a building. "Let's see, what's next," She lo

……… *Hazel's POV* The doors opened and I took a deep breath, I slowly walked inside while my eyes were cascaded down. My father approached me and I held his hand, he walked me on the aisle. As I reached the end of the aisle I slowly looked up just To witness Alan, he was looking breathtaking for real. But this is all way too weird. My father passed my hands into his and he gently held my hand. I stood in front of him while the priest came ahead.

Nothing will go wrong after this fake session. Unfortunately, she didn’t know that her spontaneous action would be leading her into another disaster afterwards.

A festive day out in the thick bushes playing a hide and seek game with her brother's friends, Tamara is captured and kidnapped by the Arisee vigilante soldiers who traveled beyond their border in search of slaves believed to be Adar survivors who had dwelled far away from their oppressors. At the reign of king Ziba of Arisee (the notorious one) slaves were made of their brother clan, they haunted them like animals and subjected their entirety to the mines, farmyards, or the king's palace as workers. A free borne never had anything to do with a slave. It was a sacrilegious act to be seen with one, a taboo that the offense meant death or stigmatization from the rest of the clan. What will hap