Lancelot Fate Novels & Stories

“Indeed. My daughter and your son, Lancelot, are mates.” Lachlan’s eyes sparked with astonishment at the unexpected revelation. “What?” He turned his attention to Lyra. “Lancelot found his mate at last? How did you learn this? If you're aware, he should be too.” Lyra blinked and took a step closer before saying, “Alpha Lancelot is aware that I’m his mate, Alpha Lachlan. However, he ignored me and took another woman home,” she confided, her expression carrying a note of sadness.

“No I don’t like this place, if people stay here for a long time they will die” "Who told you that?" He asked "Yesterday my friend Farouk died, that’s why I told you to get used to not seeing me in the morning" "Who told you about Farouk’s death?" He asked "I saw the ward boys taking his body yesterday. Will I ever go back home?” "Don’t worry, nothing will happen to you, you will come back home soon" His eyes were already full of tears, he didn’t want to lose him, he is all he has.

Lancelot creaked his finger, grinding widely. "You understand now, don't you?" Lancelot asked. Tristan didn't know how to tell Lancelot that his case was different and he didn't feel the need to tell him at all. "So you're telling me that this is your second chance in life and you are going to be useless with it?" Tristan said brashly. A scowl formed on Lancelot's face. "What do you mean?" "It's as exactly as it means. You almost died after I slashed your throat and when you get another chance, you see it as the perfect opportunity to kill me in this other world because you feel you are way stronger than I am? Really?" Tristan brows rose up slightly.

The werewolf prince immediately told Chastine and Maxill and signaled them to run the opposite direction, "It’s Scion, run!" But it was too late. The opposite side had also been blocked. They were cornered by Scion’s minions. “I won’t hurt you this time, dear prince.” Scion confirmed that he really was the shadow caster back at that small village. “If only you’d cooperate, we’ll treat your dear friend the same way as you.” Friend? Juste wondered. He then looked around. He didn’t find Maxill anywhere. “Maxill? Maxill!” He surmised that Maxill left them at that dire circumstance. Juste felt betrayed and furious at the bloodhunt.

They were also aiming for Sachin’s Land Rover. Lancelot was quick with his blade and his swings were powerful. With every swing, he managed to send one of his opponents flying. However, Lancelot’s swing was suddenly blocked off by someone. There was a loud ‘clang’ and Lancelot felt his thenar webspace go numb. A large force sent him stumbling backward. “Who is it?” Lancelot stabilized himself before looking up ahead to see Dean Young standing there, looking apathetic as he brandished two blades. “Double Blade Dean!”

Not in body, but in presence. A mantle of shadows took over the clearing. The torches went out with a sharp crack. The ancestral runes of the Lycans, the ones that protected the ritual, burned and dissolved like ash carried by the wind. The moon, previously red, went completely dark for a second. And a voice, whispered by a thousand mouths, spoke not to the ears but to the soul of everyone present: “The Daughter recognizes the Mother. The Blood has been sealed. The Womb will be opened. The Ancient will return through the flesh of the Chosen One. And with it… The Eternal Night.”

"We're going to need everyone at full strength soon, no room for weakness." "For what exactly?" Carol asked. "For ending this," Jake said. "We're going after Ghost." Carol looked at all of them and said with a questioning look. "You're serious." “Very serious," Dominic said. "It's him or us. I'm choosing us." "When?" Carol asked. "Three days," Dominic said. "Gives us time to heal up. Get ready. Figure out the details." "And if it goes wrong?" Maya asked. "If we don't make it?"

Coupled with the pain, and the blood loss, he looked like he was about to pass out. " If you don't surrender in the count of three...." " Three" " Two." I increased the force, and more blood trickled from my dagger all the way to my fingers. " Warrior Fords has surrendered. " " The winner is Luna Sabrina." The emcee's clear voice cut through the silence and roars filtered through the air. I was a few seconds from killing him when he surrendered. Yes. In the face of death, even the ever-proud warrior Fords knew when to surrender.

I said to her. I felt her hands shaking on mine and I patted it. "The inner demon he was battling with was part of his cursed fate to attack any woman to stop him from finding his love and that was how he attacked Celine." I said to her. "Queen Katrin confided all these in me and both her and her husband hoped that he would find his redemption quickly, but Queen Katrin passed away before Lucifer could clock fifteen and Alpha Charles looked after him alone and prayed he'd find his mate on his eighteenth birthday, but it did not happen either until he passed away and Lucifer took over your town and found you. His mate. His redemption." I said to her and she stared at me looking lost in thought