Gilgamesh Fate Novels & Stories

With Nathan gone, that dream may have slipped away. Amy told me and Daya that the four of us- me, Daya, Pearl, and Saph- will have fated mates. I hope she is right about that. She won’t show us the letters she found from Father, fearful we may try to take fate into our own hands and interfere. I’ll continue trusting that the Moon Goddess will help Saph find her happiness. I’ve been watching her slip away, and she is less and less like herself each time we see each other. I also hope Amy is wrong, and that she has a mate out there too.

Leah was all he could think of. "Don't worry, I won't hurt your precious cargo, you already have a lot on your hands" She points downward to Moreno as the hologram was placed over his head. "A rat will always be a rat, right DiCarlo?" She winked. "Now, I can unlock the flash for you but here's the 'catch' you must play a game with me. Don't worry it's a game you're already used to. There are four horsemen in the game of cards and four thieves in my possession. You already have one fitted before you, and I know you to be a person of no Mercy. Moreno may have gotten you the information you needed but he played right into my hands. Now, a shipment is moving from Denzel to Chicago in two days. T

My limbs moved with aching slowness, every stride laden with the weight of our shared dreams and the unyielding hope that we could emerge victorious together. But fate had other cruel designs in store for us. In the swirling maelstrom of battle, I watched helplessly as Elias's lifeblood spilled upon the unforgiving earth. The realization that I had failed him, that I couldn't shield him from this brutal fate, descended upon me like a crushing avalanche. Guilt, thick and suffocating, clung to my soul, enveloping me in an abyss of remorse.

The ruins were quiet once more. Myrra swayed, barely staying on her feet. “That… should not have worked.” Bram let out a sharp breath. “You saying we just got lucky?” The First King’s expression was unreadable. “Not luck. Fate.” Elior’s hands curled into fists. He didn’t believe in fate. But as he looked out over the ruins of Dawnfire, at the absence of the throne, at the Veilborn who had emerged in its wake, he realized something.

"I am going to tell you the reason why you could not achieve this. And the reason is very simple. In the beginning, it was destined that Giselle would be mated to you, even though she was a maid. But when you marry her, her destiny will unlock so much for you. More than what your father has. But when the goddess brought her to you, you took advantage of her and killed her. The times were changed, and she was given a second chance. This time, you can no longer have her, because she chose someone else. You can never get all the things you can, because you have lost the key. She has everything you need." "I knew it!" I muttered under my breath. "Father took what was meant to be mine, and how ca

Gerald’s Pov The moment their leader hit the ground and died, the fight began to wear off. The rogues began to retreat, one by one, growling between their teeth and spitting while they backed down. The wild, desperate look in their eyes was still there, but without someone to guide them, they were nothing but meaningless threats. Some of our warriors wanted to chase them, but I raised my hand and shook my head, “No.” I let out firmly. “We’ve lost enough men tonight, let them be.”

Perhaps he could plead with her and she would stop his judgement. But as he outstretched his arm, the tips of his fingers turned dark and then disappeared like dust in the wind. His hand and arm quickly followed like sand through an hour glass. "I wanted to rule the earth, not become it!" Cafer gasped, watching his body crumble to dust. Each bit of him disintegrated until at last even his face turned to ash and was carried off across the landscape, never to be seen again. Around them, the gnomes and giants had awoken to see the results of the battle. Tied up and loosely grouped together, they watched in horror as Cafer was brought to judgement.

"The stars show a bloodbath!" Theron patted my hand fondly, raw lightning swirling in his palm. "Alright. I'll listen to you." It wasn't until the Four Divine Generals sent word that all the abyssal assassins had been wiped out that I finally breathed a sigh of relief. I had successfully changed our tragic fate. Deep in the wasteland, Cassius suffered the Wither curse alone. He looked toward the distant light of the divine realm, his eyes filled with pure despair and regret. In the end, he turned to ash in endless agony, scattering completely in the freezing wind.

Shamibar still crawled with monsters, but now the sylphs and salamanders could meet them without being overwhelmed. Yonah was dead. Gildeon lived. The world had been pulled back from destruction. They had won.

They would have killed him but a man in his mid forties saved him and took him in. He took care of him. He made sure Mile regained all his strength. He trained him to be strong. He taught him to fight. And only then Mile got to know that the man belongs to the Mafia. The dark side of the world. Mile could leave it if he wanted to. But he didn’t. Power.... Money.. What else one needs? He got everything after that kind man died. He gave everything to Mile. And since then his men were loyal to Mile. He met Natt during an exhibition for the business market. He was taking chances to expand his business of fruits and vegetables import export. But lost his heart.