Gate Of Babylon Fate Novels & Stories

She stands with her hands on her nonexistent baby bump, “this pup inside me grows and is yours, you will not kill it’s mother that is unforgivable, he will hate you and take revenge if you do.” I smile at her, “yes, we will see if there is a pup inside you soon, if there is not you will die immediately,” I shrug, “and if there is, you will die after you give birth, he will not know of you, he will believe that my fated is his mother and her heart will welcome him,” I smile at her as her face turns bright red with anger. I turn and walk away, “remove that fucking mattress and give her a mat to lay on.”

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.

Emily's POV How does Father expect me to find a groom in one night? I thought he was mad and just said it out of anger till he came in the morning to remind me of our "deal". Is he crazy? I called Amelia and told her everything. Thanks to her, the plan went smoothly but this is the biggest problem of all only the moon goddess knows what he will do to me if I don't find a mate during the ball. Will he sell me? No, my father can never do that. I admit what I did was wrong but it was for his good. If only he knew what that son of a bitch planned to do to our pack.

As the hours passed, a sense of hope and strength permeated the room, knowing that amidst the darkness, a new life was about to enter the world. Baba Tunde approached me, his expression serious yet filled with a hint of pride. “The time has come, my young warrior,” he said, his voice carrying the weight of the moment. “This is not only a battle for the life of your child but a battle against the darkness that seeks to consume you.” I nodded, my resolve strengthening. “I will do whatever it takes to protect Agnes and our child,” I declared, clenching my fists. Baba Tunde placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “You have shown great strength and courage, Cain. But this battle will not be foug

And I won. Our hands met. A rush of visions surged between us—her past, her pain, her exile. I saw her loss, her grief, her rage. I saw why she built the Gate. To trap what couldn’t be destroyed. Including herself. And then— I shattered her. The sky screamed. The Forgotten broke. The Gate flickered. Nyx fell. But as her body dissolved into ash, her power rushed toward me. I tried to stop it. But it chose me.

I hear Faith scream, “We have to let them pass into the city.” “Cover me,” I shout to Gabriel and Thorn. I make a barricade of purple witch fire that reveals a safe path for the healed dark humans to the gate. I concentrate on keeping the barricade while hundreds of dark humans run towards the gate inside the city. I feel a sparkle of hope when I realize it must be at least one-third of all the dark humans in the army. Must give it to Faith that she is the most impressive healer in all the Realms. The last dark human just ran through the gate so I slowly walk backward with a wall of fire blasting towards the army. I keep blasting fire until my back is pressed against the gate. Thorn flies ov

“He trusts me. For some reason.” With a beckoning hand, Fate suggests I step in first. Consumed with fear, I do so, one tentative step after the other. The sweet smell of fresh cherries greets me. For a moment it’s sweet and welcoming, until it sneaks down my nostrils and coats my throat and mouth, turning sour. “That smell is a spell,” Fate explains, talking over my sputtering as he steps through the door. “Keeps the threshold protected against his numerous enemies. Too bad he’s not as powerful as me so it’s not impossible to neutralise.”

*** The guard's grip was firm as he led me through the cold and dimly lit corridors of the fortress. I could feel the eyes of other guards and pack members on me, and their gazes were filled with suspicion and hostility. It was clear that I was not welcomed here, and that only fueled my determination to escape. Finally, we reached a set of large wooden doors, and the guard knocked before opening them. I was ushered inside a lavish and opulent chamber, where Alpha Marcus sat on a grand throne-like chair. His eyes bore into mine, and I felt a shiver run down my spine.

“You are the key, child. The gate will open only if you allow it.” Silence filled the room. Elara felt as though the ground beneath her had vanished. Every strange event, every whisper, every vision—it had all been leading to this. Kael’s hand curled into a fist. “Then she won’t allow it.” The Seer exhaled a slow breath. “The choice is not so simple. The gate is bound to fate, and fate is a fickle thing.” She turned to the bowl of water, her fingers skimming the surface. The liquid darkened, swirling with images that Elara couldn’t quite make out.

At this time, Lina had returned home, she angrily went straight to her room when the sound of her parents talking caught her attention and stopped to listen even though her whole body was drenched. “ Baby, so we were right with that hypothesis, people have predestined fate and two people come together in this life because of the affection of their previous life.” “ That's right, now just need to verify with the device that the past life that you researched, our spiritual research can be said to be half successful.”