Gate Of Babylon Fate Novels & Stories

Feet were not capable enough to move a step ahead. But there was a hope in her soul that kept her alive. She wanted to protect others. And for that, she was ready to risk her life. By gathering all the strength, she took steps ahead. Her eyes were red. As if she was fuming with a vengeance. Taking a deep breath, she came closer to those morons and threw the gem in the air. It exploded in the air such that there was devastation all around. All the devils seemed dead as some were slowly dying.

When we reach the grave from before, I stop and release his hand. It falls to his side. I stare at the grave and avoid his face. “You were right when you said I'm selfish.” I start. “I don't know how to trust. Until now, I've never even tried to, not really, I run away, hide and avoid everyone who tries to get close to me. But there is one thing I have always trusted and that is fate. These threads that I see. They never deceive me, they show truth, good and bad. They do nothing to spare my feelings because fate doesn't care about my feelings. There are times I wish I couldn't see them at all because what I see is so heartbreaking. But despite that, I really do trust them. Completely. I trus

The goddess shook her head. “You saved yourself.” She leaned down and pressed a kiss to his forehead. Then she turned to the others. “You are all devoted to my path, or the path of my sisters or brothers.” She looked at Toya’s father. “Your daughter has done well, and will be rewarded if she survives the final battle.” He swallowed, instantly alert. “If?” The goddess gave a sad smile. “I cannot see the future. I just lay the path.”

The two of us looked at each other, then we suddenly laughed. I guess he also remembered the family dinner our parents planned before. That was epic. We hated each other that time like dog and cat, and we almost cursed each other. Who knows what one's fate is? Who knows what will happen to someone's fate? Who knows that the one you hated before will be the same person you'll fell in love with? And who knows that Axis and I will end up together? I guess, that's how playful fate works. "Well, that sounds good," I agreed to him. Suddenly he hugged me again. This time, it's tighter. So, I hugged him back too.

Chapter 18- The Cost of the Bond AZRAEL POV The doors did not open, they slammed. A violent gust of wind tore through the entire castle, rattling chandeliers and sending guards stumbling back as the heavy oak double doors burst inward like they weighed nothing. Well, that could mean one thing. “I wonder who pissed her off this early,” I muttered under my breath, not bothering to look up from my computer. As the king of the biggest lycan kingdom on earth, I had duties to uphold, people to feed. Well, beasts to feed.

“It’s true. You have mated with her.” Murmurs erupt in the room once more. The man to the left of Gabriel steps forward. He was younger than Gabriel and had black hair that hung just above his eyes. The look he gave me held nothing but disgust. “There is only one thing to do, Gabriel. We cannot have a human as our future Luna.” Gabriel runs a hand through his full beard. “That would be a last resort. Do you not think it’s wise, Luke, to figure out who this girl is before condemning her to death? She might not be human.” Gabriel points out.

The ground quivered underneath my feet. I noticed Sienna chanting as well. Several undead armies slipped out of the cracks in the ground. “Kill them, kill her.” She thundered with blazing eyes. “Immotus!"(Motionless) Maya yelled. "Praetervolo!"(Vanish) The armies halted, then vaporised one after the other. “N-noo. T-this can't be.” Sienna stuttered. The people I had called on appeared. They each touched my shoulder, and with each caress, I felt a power surge.

he said. The next trouble came through the side door, where bad news usually entered. In the First Gate, symbols had weight. It stained sleeves, cracked floors, moved through crowds, and made ordinary people choose sides before they understood the question. The ash-light pressed against every window while a dead radio marked the next turn of the case. Nothing about the Final Gate War felt clean. It felt like another emergency arriving before the last one had been wiped off the stones. Ava's jaw tightened. "You do not get redemption because you finally became useful."

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.