روايات وقصص ضمن La Reina Del Destino

Anda smiled and The girl sitting beside her scoffed. "Hi..I'm An....Miranda Don Costa" Anda smiled at her. "Pristine..my name is Pristine" She said. "I'm engaged to the prince.we haven't been introduced yet" Anda put a spoonful of rice into her mouth. "Miranda" The Queen Called. "I'm the King's Mistress, The Thirteenth,They know me as the Thirteenth." Pristine smiled. Everyone froze and Anda continued eating. "I thought we established the fact that Improper things will not be spoken about while we are eating" The Queen glared at Pristine.

Augustus was quick enough to block her way and make her stumble back. Valerina was shocked knowing how fast he travelled from his place. He grabbed her arms before she falls down. "What do you want from me?" She sobbed. "Please stop crying... I can't see tears in your eyes. You have cried enough." She flinched when he wiped her tears. "You are my mate, Valerina... I am here to win your love... You have reborn as my mate..." "Reborn?" She frowned. "You died in your previous life, I couldn't save you from my enemies... Destiny has given me a second chance..."

His pace is slow, but he finally stops in front of the couple, and all the guests straighten their posture. “My Lycan brothers, it's time for our King to unite with his Luna…” The elder gives a kind smile and holds out his hand for Rhea to place hers over it. “Moon Child, from this day forward, you'll abandon your origins and become Rhea del Amathea, the Queen of this people who salute you.” At this moment, all the guests kneel, as if in perfect harmony. “Callisto del Amathea, the Moon Goddess has been kind to these cursed people again, and has given you the chance to be with your true love.” In the other outstretched hand, Callisto places his own hand so that the Elder holds both.

I am doing what must be done—for the kingdom, for our legacy, for power that should never have slipped from my fingers. My destiny is to rule. Selene’s destiny is to stand beside Liam as a true queen. Atlas’s destiny is to secure his daughter’s future. And destiny… should not be difficult to fulfill.

But she couldn't let him break the law of heaven for herself. León de Fuego suddenly turned his head, looking into her shining eyes. "Why are you here?" Seeing her hurry to leave, he stopped her. "The queen has ordered you to weave, I will take the golden thread." "Are you Palomas Blancas?" "Yes" "Are you afraid of me?" Seeing her avoid him, the hope in León de Fuego's eyes turned to disappointment. He thinks Palomas Blancas appeared near his castle because she remembered something, he even sensed her confusion as soon as their eyes met. "I hate you." León de Fuego tried to control himself so he wouldn't get angry. Despite Palomas Blancas' opposition, he drags her into his castle. Nothing in

The upper level was chaotic and our children were scrambling around. "Uncle, gather all the girls and take them to one of the dungeons, they are well built and won't crumble onto itself. Our boys stood together ready to fight by our sides and I couldn't be a more proud father. The six of us ran outside to the patio to see black billowing clouds approaching from every direction. "What was Destiny, before she was Destiny," Rai asked out loud to no one in particular. "She's Hel and hell bent on revenge, she's not going to stop until she's completed it," Jackson said firmly and I gritted my teeth.

Found my birthmark. "So this is the lost princess," he said. "The Mark of the Warrior Moon. I've been searching for you for so long, little Khalifa. And now here you are, delivered right to me. How convenient." Prince Louis stepped in front of me, sword raised. "You'll have to go through me first." Nasir laughed. "Brother, I was counting on it." "Stand aside, Louis," Prince Nasir said calmly. "This doesn't have to end with your death. Just give me the girl."

“It is your destiny.” The name hit me like a physical blow. I jerked back in my chair, breaking the Command connection momentarily. “What the fuck does that mean?” I demanded, no longer bothering with gentle questioning. “What did you just call me?” Ethan’s head tilted at that unnaturally precise angle we’d seen in the throne room. “You’re more than you know, Amelia Volkov,” he replied, his gaze now eerily focused. “You are Amala Luna Velasco. You are destiny. You are the weapon that will bring change. You were made for this. This is your future.”

And I made her the Queen of the West. Let them waste their time chasing a ghost, searching for a woman who didn't exist. It was a stroke of genius, really. A little payback for how Liam used me—just a body to him when he could've easily gotten that from Blanca. Now, he'd see just how hard it was to use someone and throw them aside.