Gilgamesh Fate Novels & Stories

Guilt and shame engulfed me as soon as my heart rate returned to normal and they were far away from me. What just happened between us? It proved everyone right. They had a mate whom they were destined to be with. How could I have allowed myself to be trapped between the Whitmores? If anyone found out about this, I would get shunned and treated worse than I am currently. I couldn’t take the normal hallways.

After the war between humans and shifters, an alliance was formed to keep the peace. The price? Daughters of the human nobility had to choose a shifter as their mate. The first half-blood born from this union would become the new ruler, ensuring that peace would last. As the eldest daughter of the Morrison family, I was the first to be chosen. But right after I chose the wolf Alpha, Calvin, I saw a vision on our engagement day. Because I failed to conceive after six months, Calvin locked me in a cage, determined to use me as a vessel for his pure bloodline. After I finally gave birth to the prophesied hybrid, my sister, Trina, appeared, claiming she wanted to take care of me. But the truth

she shakes her head, he hates our kind, “your fate with him had come in a different way than it was supposed to, you were to reject him and you did, but it was for him to change how he was acting, leading his wolves but he sealed his own fate.” She stood and I couldn’t believe how tall she was, “but you said I’m in the afterlife, so my pup, is here as well,” I couldn’t help the tears that formed in my eyes as my hands rubbed my stomach, the thought of my poor little pup never breathing it’s first breath, never knowing how much it was already loved, I bit my lip trying to stop it from quivering.

“Let her go.” Garith tsked him. “Now, why would I do that?” He grabbed my face as he twisted the knife. “We already know she is dead. She has been stabbed too many times with the knife. Even if you wanted to save her, you can’t.” Garith’s face was triumphant. Rowan chuckled darkly. “If she dies…so does everyone here.” Garith pulled his arm from me. “I still get what I want.” He shrugged as his hand slid the knife from my stomach. “You will be too shattered to lead, and the brotherhood will ensure my son takes his rightful place as king.”

However, maybe it was, in reality, the scheme of the Fates, a lesser being than the Creator but a separate element with the gods, for the ruin to arise. The odds were made possible by an elf named Jilroid. He was a powerful member of the aristocracy and a dreadful leader. He was deceitful, vain, self-centered, and greedy. He was fortunate enough to have a wife, named Estelel, even though it was through a fixed marriage. But he ignored and mistreated her. Neglected, his wife stumbled upon the human world and met a mortal. Unlike her husband, the mortal was kind and giving. They secretly met up many times before they fell love. They planned to get away and build a family of their own, in a pla

I look out to the courtyard and it’s just as she kept it from the memories she passed on. “Yes, this mate issue.” She gave me a slight smile and a sigh. “Gameunjang Aegi is even at a loss for what’s to come. She has seen three endings. Only in one do you live out your life happily and ascend to the heavenly realm. The others you die in the next two years and your goddess sprite is destroyed forever. That’s all she has told me. What I can guess is there is a reason you were fated to James Ashwood. An Jieun, he is not your father.” She takes both my hands in hers. “How can I trust a wolf?” I looked her dead in the eyes.

I saw the flicker in his eyes, but I didn’t stop. “But then Enkidu dies,” I said quietly. “And Gilgamesh is devastated. Overcome with grief and the fear of death, he sets out on a quest to find immortality.” I tilted my head, eyes fixed on him. “So if I die… what do you do?” He said nothing. I didn’t press. “Anyway,” I said lightly, shifting the tone as if that moment hadn’t just happened, “Gilgamesh meets Utnapishtim—like a Mesopotamian Noah—who survived the great flood and was granted eternal life by a God.”

After thinking about it for a while longer, Gerald declared, “…I choose to let fate decide!” “…Oh? An unexpected answer! Care to explain why?” asked Torme. “Well, essentially, not one person can truly decide the life or death of themselves or others. In the end, fate is the final decider. If it truly is a person’s time to meet their end, then there’s simply no stopping it. With that in mind, I have no right to choose the eventual destinies of these people! While it’s true that I’d love to have all the despicable villains die, I believe that they’ll eventually reap what they’ve sown! After all, fate will surely grant them suiting ends when the time is right!” explained Gerald.

“You vampires… My son…” I didn’t know what to say or do. I considered going to Candido, but I couldn’t speak and that was irritating, so what good would it do. I turned away, stepping back. Yggdrasil glared at me, pushing past me with a bullet wound in his shoulder. “Mom…” Gilgamesh said softly. “I’m… so sorry.” “No, no, no. You don’t get to leave me, Van. You can’t…” “You’ll… never get those grandkids you wanted…”

He never got bored of it, no matter what happened. While gazing upon the night sky, he is deeply reminded of a promise made in the distant past. This promise is significant to him, especially it is somehow related to him, but the reason is unclear as he never said it to anyone. He took a ring out in his pocket and said, "wait for me, I'll definitely fulfill it for you. No matter how long it takes or how hard it is. Your wish is something that should come true." His eyes are filled with so much passion and determination to keep the said promise to that person. From thinking too much, he fell asleep and dreamed how everything began.