I Am The Fated Villan Mga Nobela at Kwento

I hiss through gritted teeth. 'No, V. It's not wrong. It is fated,' Liliana declares in her cold, commanding tone. "What do you mean?" I say, my thoughts spinning wildly. 'You really have no idea, do you? Alpha Xavier is your fated mate!' I freeze in my tracks as shockwaves course through me. "That...that's not funny, Liliana," I choke out in a whisper. 'I am not trying to be funny. Moon goddess has chosen Alpha Xavier to be your fated mate. So you either accept your mate bond with him or reject him,' she says.

Lorcan huffs, shedding a tear. "We are all fated to each other," Xim replies more calmly from the bed as he cuddles Imagyn closer. "We are fated and home," he whispers to Imagyn, hoping to rouse her, and my tears fall. "I'm lost. I'm sorry," Helena blinks rapidly. "Yes, I have three fated, King Lorcan, Xim, and now our Luna, Imagyn." "Wow," Helena said flatly, looking over Imagyn and all of us. Her expression is quizzical, and I know she wants to ask more but doesn't.

"What is wrong with you?!. You were'nt like this!. No this is not the Xan I knew, and you called me a cheat?, I did not want this marriage in the first place, you forced me into it!." Angry tears streamed down her fair cheeks and Xander finally came back to his senses. "I. Hate. You. Mr Hart!." Those words were like sharp pins piercing into his heart. "I-i" Before he could say anything, Ericka left. "Gosh!. What kind of immoral behavior is this?!. I knew I would regret choosing that girl for you Xan!." Dianna said, her eyes gazing at the disappearing back view of Ericka with a look of disgust.

“Yes, and it worked until I sent her here to eliminate you. I don’t know what you did to twist her mind-” “She’s my Fated,” I grin, watching as horror fills his eyes. “She will always choose me over you and there’s not a fucking thing you can do about it.” He cries out and rears back his fist to embed the stake in my heart, but I don’t close my eyes or bow my head, knowing my death is near. I lived a life I loved and met my Fated before my eventual demise; it’s just a shame that I will never be able to fully make her mine.

He was somewhat afraid but would never show it to the world that is who he is, so he spoke up again "I heard you have Valentina with you, yes?" "Very correct may I ask why you ask for her?" Ryan asked with humility the best way he knows how "Well, she is needed in the kitchen she works for the Hunter's." Nathaniel said "Worked." Ryan said "What did you say?" Nathaniel asked "You heard me the first time Nathaniel and I think its time to make things absolutely clear here, Valentina is no one's personal maid or worker. She is my mate and my future Luna, therefore she will not be seen doing dishes for her captors." Ryan said sternly

"Fate--" "I love you, Death!" She shouted as her blue wings appeared on her back. He closed his eyes "I know. I'm sorry. I couldn't become a man trustworthy enough and I only hurt you. I'm sorry, Fate. Goodbye. Let's hope the one who replaces me, is someone much kinder and much more suitable to become Death." Fate cried her eyes out and suddenly Vivian jumped into the fire. She kicked his Antabulam away from Kurosava's hands.

“Strange, huh? That’s all you call it?” ‎ ‎She laughed softly. “What should I call it, then?” ‎ ‎He thought for a moment. “Fate,” he said, and his tone was so calm, so certain, that she felt her heart flutter painfully. ‎ ‎Claire turned away again, hiding the small smile tugging at her lips. “You’re impossible,” she murmured. ‎ ‎“And you,” he replied, eyes glinting, “are dangerous when you smile like that.” ‎ ‎Her breath caught. He had a way of saying things that felt like confessions disguised as teasing, and she didn’t know how to defend herself from it.

The Fae and Lycan alike would finally feel my wrath. A frenzy was building in the vamps under my command. They knew the time was nearing that they would taste Fae blood once again. The Fae before me didn't know that he would be the first to fall to their thirst. I had lied when I promised him the female. Seeing her proclaim herself mated to my primary target in his mind had led me to form plans of my own for her.

“You have anything another thing, I can't give myself to you” “Well, I don't want anything else. I have already stated what I want; it is either you give yourself to me or I will kill you, Lucia, right here, and I will make sure I'll make you watch it, you know me damn well. I don't make threats without keeping to it” “You are a Bastard” “ I am the bastard that you made” “Please” I cried. “I don't care about that. Marry me and save her and every other person that you care about”

"What do you want in return if you give her to me? Half of my pack? My daughter? Virgins from the high court? Name it, Lucian. Everything has a price." I almost laughed, but the air was too heavy. "In case you've not heard," I said, carefully pronouncing each word, "Selena is my fated mate. The Moon Goddess chose her for me. And perhaps, just perhaps, she used your own hands to fulfill it." Adrian recoiled, genuine shock breaking through his carefully maintained mask. "Fated mate? What are you talking about?" "She carries my mark," I said simply. "She bears my scent. The bond is sealed."