Lancelot Fate Novels & Stories

At this time, Lina had returned home, she angrily went straight to her room when the sound of her parents talking caught her attention and stopped to listen even though her whole body was drenched. “ Baby, so we were right with that hypothesis, people have predestined fate and two people come together in this life because of the affection of their previous life.” “ That's right, now just need to verify with the device that the past life that you researched, our spiritual research can be said to be half successful.”

"Everyone has seen it. From now on, I hope everyone will abide by their duties and do things honestly. This family here will not treat you badly. I'm sorry for your past dealings that wronged you. But if there are dishonesty in your ways from now on, this family will not be merciful to you. Okay, you can all go now." "Yes, miss." The people responded and dispersed. Since then, they all had a new understanding of this eldest lady. However, Angela, Audrey and other aunts had a gloomy expression. Each with their own thoughts. Molly, who followed to watch the excitement after her school time, looked at Carra with admiration. She couldn't help but wonder when and how her big sister became so powe

Draco blurted out hurriedly, sensing the impatience in his brother's tone. Lancelot couldn't help but chuckle, though it was tinged with a hint of bitterness. "That he-goat? How many times have I warned you not to trust his words? He's a dim wit!" Draco sighed, his voice trembling slightly. "Our father had a connection with a widow many years ago. He banished her to protect his secret, and she placed a curse on him. The same curse hangs over you as well." Lancelot's laughter died in his throat, replaced by a wave of solemnity. This was serious, not some jest or prank. How could he be paying for his father's mistakes? Even when he hates his father with every fibre of his being?

Then, Lancelot's body, amid his clothes, gave way to that of a medium-sized wolf. The clothes tore as quickly as his spasms and screams. In no time, there was a medium-sized wolf in front of us, growling and possibly out of control. However, Lancelot's eye contact with me indicated that he was fine but frightened by losing power at a time like that. It was my fault; if I had known what I wanted, this wouldn't have happened.

“I guess you’re right. My mom was so happy and I didn’t want to disappoint her. For her sake, for Guinevere’s sake, I thought I could pull this off. But she must’ve sensed something and she focused all her attention and energy on Arthur. On my own brother… She left me when she was absolutely sure that my brother would be named CEO. So, once again, Lancelot lost Guinevere to Arthur… Centuries after, the history repeated!” Annalise shrugged. “Not quite. In the original story, Lancelot loved Guinevere… In this case, we cannot talk about love. I guess fate has a way of putting things together. This is how things had to go…” “I guess you’re right,” he added. “But, in this case, I don’t think we c

" Of course. Lucian was still a fool! He doesn't know that the person he trusted to protect his daughter was a traitor's son. They both laughed at each other. ------- Back to the Ragnarok town Lucian and his packs arrived at the scene and most of his people were still fighting to protect their Kingdom. He saw Lancelot on the ground piercing one of the rogues with his sharp claws. Lucian ran towards him. "Where's the other rogues?" He asked him. Lancelot gazes at him while catching his breath. " They explode my Lord. We won. I knew Damian did the same. He was inside the tunnel with his packs and trapped Ramses and his packs. " he said with confidence. " But why he's still not here?" Lucian sa

His breath was hot against my skin, his eyes locked onto mine with something cruel and final. “I’m afraid we can’t do that,” he said softly. “Even if we wanted to.” My stomach dropped. His voice held a kind of certainty that left no room for hope. He leaned in further, and something darker flickered in his eyes—resentment,Or even something worse. “Fate,” he murmured, “has made that impossible. You belong to us, Lyra. Even though you’ve defiled yourself, lived recklessly… Fate still handed you to us.” I blinked at him, stunned. The words didn’t make sense. What was he saying?

"They could be far from here, not even within this territory." He paused, letting that settle, then offered a reassuring smile. "So even if you don't find your mates tomorrow night, don't be discouraged," he said kindly. "The Moon Goddess has paired each of you with someone perfectly suited to you. Someone who will complement you in every way." His voice softened. "Fate is deliberate. She will lead you to them in time." A wistful look crossed his face, as if recalling something precious. Then he blinked and straightened.

And it was my duty to keep the guests happy. “And then I went to Commander Blackthorn. I was with him the entire time and shortly after he had left, Elder Vale had an accident.” I defended myself in a loud voice that echoed around the walls of the courtroom. This really couldn’t be happening. “Again, no one is disputing that. But you were the last person who touched him. And you, my dear sister, gave him the goblet laced with poison.” Tears stung the back of my eyes. I stared at Ronan and almost bawled harder.

Welsh and Jonz arrived at the hospital with jude. Jude was seriously bleeding, "Help Help" Mr.welsh exclaimed, a doctor arrived and took Jude to the surgery room for surgery. After the surgery, the doctor met Mr.Welsh and Jonz, the doctor told them that Jude is alive and that he is still sleeping, "Take me to him" Mr.welsh replied. The doctor took Mr. Welsh to Jude (who was still sleeping). Mr.Welsh called the captain on phone, he told the captain that he had arrested the murderer, that he shot the murderer and the murderer is in the hospital recovering, he requested for back up at the hospital. When the backup arrived , he and Jonz left the hospital