Hanging Gardens Of Babylon Fate นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Sabrina " You are not going to reject me." He stated, his voice a near-roar, and my heart did a flip in my chest. " You are my fated mate." " In this life, you can only be mine." He added, possessively, and I would be lying if I said I didn't feel anything, I did. " The moon goddess gifted you to me, and her decision is final. " " There won't be any rejection, and certainly, there won't be any divorce. " As his words sank in, foreign joy coursed through my veins, and so did relief.

“What do you mean?” “He’s in a coma,” Daniel said while he rubbed his temple. “The stab wounds were deep, and he lost a lot of blood. One of the blades punctured near his ribs and affected some of his organs. If your father wasn’t a Lycan, he would have died instantly.” I clenched my fists hard. “So you’re saying he still has a chance?” Daniel hesitated. “I can’t promise anything, my lord. His body is fighting, but his chances of survival are very low. Only the Moon Goddess can decide his fate now.”

“Ash shall reclaim its name. The heir will kneel where kings refused. One throne. One fall. And the fire beyond choice.” Outside, Emberhold burned in red twilight. Three cities burned beyond it. The Codex pulsed like a heartbeat inside a dying god. And on the balcony, Ceres and Xavier stood hand in hand—unmoving, unwavering—as the prophecy bled into the night. The Eve of Collapse had begun.

And in the middle of it all, Amelia and Gabriel, bound together by more than destiny, their journey just beginning. The sky exploded in brilliant color, the sunset stretching across the sea like a bold stroke of fate. The horizon seemed endless, a canvas of possibility that unfolded in radiant hues, capturing the hopes of the living ship as it cut through the waves. Amelia and Gabriel stood at the bow, their figures strong and united against the changing sky. The past trailed behind them like the wash of the sea, and Gabriel’s hands were sure as they reached for the pendant that hung around his neck—the symbol of the curse that had shadowed them for so long.

My heart was shattered, and fear held me tightly. "We'll need to make an effort, Olivia," Scarlett, my inner wolf, remarked, acknowledging our destiny. "What if she's unkind and mean, wanting him and everything for herself?" I asked my wolf. "Then we'll surrender it to her. We can't oppose this. She holds a superior position, and she's his fated. We don't have a fighting chance. We must simply pray that she's kind and compassionate, or a chilly bed will be the least of our concerns, Olibia," my inner wolf said, and I shed tears. It was all overwhelming.

“Today we had a picnic out in his garden, it is beautiful out there and full of colors and beauty, he spoke nicely to me and gave the necklace asking me to please wear it as a token of my faith in him, so I reluctantly took it, Sybil was furious when she seen it and I know she is going to do something mean to me, I just know it.” “I woke up at the steam this morning, I dreamed of him again, it’s been awhile but he came, he’s darker now and the beautiful garden is now in ruins, no longer alive as it once was, his hold this time was a bit looser and I almost fell to my death as he flew over the trees, but I clung to him this time wishing it wasn’t a dream, that he had come to save me from this

The power behind those words alone was enough to send the already silent forest into a bloody coma. My gaze lifted instinctively toward the sky. And there it was. The blood moon. Huge. Blood red. A crimson orb hanging in the sky above us like it was watching us. Waiting. I slowly stood up and dusted the dirt from my pants. My legs felt strangely heavy as I drew closer to where Azrael stood on the side, arms folded across his chest. His shoulders were squared, his muscles taut as he fought to keep calm. I could feel the nervousness radiating from his bulky body in waves. The moment I reached him, he instantly relaxed. Like his body automatically recognized me.

{Third person's pov} Hazel sat in the balcony, with a book in her hand, and her another hand caressed her eight months old baby bump softly. Alan was not at home, He was at the office and she was alone when her phone rang. She looked at the caller ID and a smile immediately laced her face, it was her husband. She picked it up and placed it near her ear, "When will you come back?" she asked. The moment Alan heard her voice, the exhaustion of the day seemed to fade a little. “Hello to you too, baby.”

“It means someone knew your fate long before any of this happened.” I felt a strange heaviness settle inside me. My fate had been written before I even knew there was something wrong with it. “What else does the document say?” Adrian hesitated. “Your death was supposed to happen during the Moon Festival.” The room seemed to become quieter. That was exactly how I remembered the story. The Moon Festival was when Seraphina was supposed to die. “That hasn't happened yet,” I said. “No,” Adrian replied. “It hasn't.” I couldn't help wondering what that meant for everything else I remembered. If my death was still supposed to happen on the same night, then maybe changing small things wouldn't be eno

I am sorry for not being there and for not being able to tell you anything. I was so happy when you called me dad. I was waiting for that day but unfortunately, I will not be there to see my little girl turn into a lady. I wish I will be there to correct my mistakes and make amendments but I just hope you will forgive me. You know, we all have roles to play in this life but we decided which role to play. we are all protagonist in our movie and also an antagonist to others. The first day I saw you, I knew that something great was coming but I couldn't place a hand on it.