Lancelot Fate Novels & Stories

I let the words hang in the air for a moment before finishing, “Then I’ll make sure everyone sees her as a... well her reputation will be in the line.” The words tasted bitter on my tongue, but I forced myself to believe them. Lilac had always had eyes for me— only me. She always thought we were fated mates. Disappointment washed over her on my eighteenth birthday when she learned we weren't mates.There was no way she could have stopped loving me so suddenly. She just needed a push. A reminder. A glimpse of our perfect future. Or... a lesson in loyalty. “Kael…” My mother’s voice wavered, her fingers twisting in the fabric of her gown, "what exactly are you doing?"

It was as if a part of me had awakened, yet I had no control or understanding of it. “Well, I spoke with the royal seer the other day, and he mentioned a few possibilities for this. However, we can’t pinpoint the exact cause yet,” Lucas explained, his expression growing more serious. The mention of the seer brought to mind the mysterious aura that always surrounded him—a man of few words but great insight, often wrapped in flowing robes adorned with symbols of ancient wisdom. “Oh, really? What did he say?” I responded, pretending not to know, although I had overheard their conversation. My ears had been trained to pick up the faintest whispers since the glow had started.

There was something different in his eyes now, not doubt, not fear… certainty. Then he looked back at Liam. And this time, there was no restraint left. Not anger… not chaos… just absolute finality. “You heard her.” His voice was calm. Too calm. He stepped forward, placing himself fully between Liam and Hazel now. “This isn’t your story anymore.” Liam clenched his jaw, clearly not expecting that. His gaze flickered to Hazel again, desperate now. “Hazel, you don’t mean that, he’s just-” “He’s my husband.” Hazel said and Alan cut in before Hazel even needed to speak, his tone sharper now.

Flash backs ; In a secluded hideout, the cloaked figures gathered once again, their eyes gleaming with a mix of anticipation and satisfaction. They had received the report of the upcoming coronation day, a momentous event in the Lycan kingdom. This presented a perfect opportunity to set their plan in motion, to infiltrate the heart of the Lycan abode and sow the seeds of chaos and betrayal.

He held me so tightly, promising, "I don't believe in fate. I only know that you are the love of my life." I had believed him. Every memory of our love felt vivid, still so close—yet now, he had abandoned me for another woman without a second thought. I didn't understand. Was fate truly something we couldn't fight? Had it really pulled him, irresistibly, into Grace's arms? My whole body ached, each breath felt like fire. I couldn't tell whether the pain came from the wound or from my heart. Darkness fell like a curtain. When I came to, I was lying in a hospital bed.

Then he was gone, leaping from the balcony with a roar that shook the sky, shifting mid-air into the largest black Lycan the realm had ever seen. I held Elias tighter and watched my King go to war for us. Behind me, the castle doors slammed shut. The war had begun. But Kade had made one fatal mistake. He thought he was fighting for an heir. He didn’t realize he was fighting a Queen who had already won.

Lancelot kept a straight face and mumbled to himself, "Damien would rather die than tell me about Darryl's background. It seems like Darryl is extraordinary, indeed. Nonetheless, once he became our target, he would never survive it." Then, Lancelot looked at the pond and was sure that Damien had drowned. Then, he quickly turned around and left.

Lancelot had been particularly idle these past few days. Earlier that day, while eating at a tavern, he had overheard people at the next table plotting to kill the king. Without hesitation, he had scurried over excitedly. Upon learning that a heroic figure like Commander Morris had been killed, he was instantly filled with righteous indignation. Mostly, though, it was because he had heard from Fred and the others that Commander Morris had been Henry's close friend. In that case, he had to do his part.

she smiled Jason barked with laughter, clutching her tiny waist with vigor. "That's impossible, you're the only key to my heart, and it's locked and if you ever left no one else can unlock it," he said sincerely. Sophia smiled at him bashfully. "How did I ever meet you Jason Bestman?." "I guess I should say apart from your silly stepmother throwing you out that night with me drunk on high, it was all fate that led us here Mrs. Bestman" he replied kissing her vehemently. Don't forget to vote.

After the battle between Lucas and Caleb on the palace lawns, Caleb used his Alpha powers to ensure Lucas was never able to come near the Lycan Kingdom again. We weren’t sure where exactly he went, he vanished like a ghost into the rain that night. I remembered watching him sulk away, hunched over like the weight of his crimes was finally catching up to him. His supporters practically dissolved when they awoke that morning to find their leader had abandoned them after a failed solo attack. There were a few stragglers who believed the whole thing had been a hoax, and were convinced Lucas was coming back to bring them to victory. Within a month, though, this minority had totally died out.