Gate Of Babylon Fate Novels & Stories

"Does it matter? Names change. Loyalties break. All you need to know is that one of your own has already chosen me over you." The words sliced through the night like a blade. Lucy felt her stomach drop. One of your own. The note’s threat, spoken aloud. Gabriel’s silence was more terrifying than fury. The hooded figure took a slow step closer, roses brushing their shoulders like witnesses. "At midnight, you’ll see for yourself. When your gates open from the inside… and your empire begins to bleed."

“I fucking forgot, okay-” “FORGOT! You fucking forgot and made me do the unspeakable, Gabe!” I let go of him and take a step back as trepidation sets in my heart, only to see crimson tears streaking down his face. He shakes his head and growls in frustration. “Remember how you made me promise to kill you if you found your Fated?” I nod, not liking where this is going. “Yeah?” He laughs sadly. “The Maker’s Will is absolute, Gabe; I would have killed you if you found out she was your Fated. I unconsciously hid baobab stakes all over the mansion and my body would have moved on its own because you made me promise!”

And how many more will die and wash back down to my womb, for this deathless mother to grieve? {No more. This time of half-hearted peace is at its end. From the ashes, a new dawn shall rise. A perfectly logical new world; infinitely smaller, more primal and more desperate. Abaddon shall be released from bondage and lay waste to man’s cities. The cleansing fire of pestilence shall harvest the mortals to near extinction. Only then can possibilities be granted exclusively to those who deserve them.} If the Fate Weaver has her way there’ll be no world left to go back to. I’m sprinting by the cafe towards the fateful backstreet. Just a little bit more…

Pearl doesn’t even remember anything about our mother. Even after the Fated Plague took away the possibility of finding a fated mate, I still believed in true love, and I found mine. We barely had time to experience our own love story, but now, the Moon Goddess is granting werewolves fated mates again. Sure, I was ecstatic for Daya, our oldest sister, when she found Darius. The five of us worked so hard to ensure that they fought for their bond instead of running from it. Daya was so scared to accept Darius for fear that they would lose each other to the plague. She overcame that fear and I have never seen her happier.

He always uses a golden glove to hide it. "What do we do father?.." I asked. "Her blood can make the king immortal." Harrod answers. "Who?." "King Gerald's daughter." Father replies. "So?." "Get me her blood or I'll take away your right as the prince!." Father says with a serious look. I sigh and nod affirmatively. "No worries. Where is she?." I speak through gritted teeth. I'll do anything when it comes to having the throne!!. SAGE ACADEMY

Make it look real. Are you suffering from a fever? Jordan replied. Lisa threw her device at the wall. A low EQ was a terminal illness. The next morning, a knock hammered on my door. I expected Zephaniah, but when I opened it, the young male model from the cathedral—Gaby—was standing there, a cocky grin on his face. "I tracked your scent, goddess," he said, reaching out to pull me into a hug. I stepped back, my eyes flashing. "Move, Gaby."

The hand curled on the rift’s edge, dragging something vast behind it. Dorian stepped forward, divine light surging. I caught his arm. “Don’t—” Too late. The thing leaned forward—not through yet, but close enough that its gaze, if it had eyes, found mine. The ground split. The forest bowed. And in mortal and divine realms at once, Fate’s voice came for the third and final time: “THE FIRE WILL CHOOSE ITS END.” The tear widened with a sound like every chain in the world breaking at once. Something older than gods began to descend. And every instinct in me—wolf, flame, queen—screamed the same thing: Run.

One that had arrived was dressed in woman’s clothing. “Not sure; you do know how hard it is to have the seal broken,” Bob replied to everyone, not to get their hopes up. The vortex of power continued to gather, and what started out as hard to see became even more apparent. All of the Power of Faith was not entering the chapels but gathering straight into the vortex, causing more and more of the Fallen not to be able to cultivate and gather in front of the apartment in anticipation of Lucy’s breakthrough. Many speculated with the amount being gathered, Lucy may even be able to overshadow Yawayer from Heaven.

"Are you going to let me pass? Will I see my family?" "I'm not a gatekeeper, Agatha," she smiled. "I'm Selene,” she moved. My body was not stumbling or faint anymore. I remember blinking and everything had changed. My feet were not hanging at nothingness. I watched past Selene and I saw a door. It was a glister of silver. There seemed to be a bright light beyond the door. I understood nothing. The door was not there before and she keeps saying she was not the gatekeeper. "Follow me," she spun around and walked to the door.

, she pulls away and walk away and halt when she is beside me. "You will be an Alpha soon. Do you want to rule dead bodies? Do you want us to go extinct because that is where this battle is headed towards?", she walks away and I hear the slamming of the door. "Fuck", I curse as I sink into my bed. ***** "Hey Fucking Bahedia", a disgusting voice echoes into my ear through my phone. "Fucking Sasha Vahemir", I grit my teeth. "Is that how to greet your future wife-" "Fuck you -"