Lancelot Fate Novels & Stories

“What do you mean?” “He’s in a coma,” Daniel said while he rubbed his temple. “The stab wounds were deep, and he lost a lot of blood. One of the blades punctured near his ribs and affected some of his organs. If your father wasn’t a Lycan, he would have died instantly.” I clenched my fists hard. “So you’re saying he still has a chance?” Daniel hesitated. “I can’t promise anything, my lord. His body is fighting, but his chances of survival are very low. Only the Moon Goddess can decide his fate now.”

The small council stands on the circular table, looking down at the map. “We’ll meet here,” Lucian put a red flag on a certain place on the map. “I’ll let them rest for a night or two, depending on the preparations needed for the war,” Lucian traced the map with his finger. “And we’ll attack at nightfall,” He knocked over the Moonstone flag with his hand. “What about the girl, Lucian?” His Uncle Lord John asked. The room held its breath as all eyes turned to Lucian. Under the clear light illuminating his face, his steely gaze fixed on Lord John, revealing the gravity of the situation.

“... I crawled to the riverbank and that's when I saw the arrow in the water, I reached in and pulled it out. In my heart I knew that Lilli had fallen into the water, but there was no sign of her anywhere. That's when I blacked out again and next, I woke here.” “Thank you, Drake, for your honesty, and although I sense you haven’t told me everything, I'm happy with what you have said. In regard to Lance, he was released a couple days ago and is recovering at the castle. I can't do anything to punish Lance for acting the way he did, as I still have a contract with his father to honour.” This is a surprise to me. “But Sire how does that work without the wedding? Surely Dracovia needs to be rule

I'm sure she'll kiss Sir Lancelot all right. I've got a whole list of people now that Sir Lancelot is going to have to put to the sword. There's Dr. Leeman of course, and Dr. Patel and Charge Nurse Robinson and Nurse Fowler and Nurse Gunn.... Of course Nurse Gunn is a witch so she'll have to be burned at the stake. Maybe some of the others as well, it's hard to be sure. Sir Lancelot will know the right thing to do.

The spell was getting stronger and as much as I tried to fight it, there was no way I could. I heard howls nearby. The pack warriors arrived and they all started fighting the rogues, but for me it was too late. Margery was already done with the spell as I saw Louve leave my body. “No!” I screamed, trying to reach for her. She was trapped in a golden cage, howling and growling while Margery locked the gate. My anger was rising and with the little strength I had left, I charged against Ernouf and tackled him to the ground.

Princess Diana couldn't withstand what she was to witness from where she was peeping from the cart. Chief Madu and Dave were all scared, they all placed their face to the other side. They all loved Lancelot. Lancelot expected himself to be on the other side. But instead, he felt only an odd sensation of constriction. And then he realized what had happened. The arrow they had fired had missed. All of them

“Fiona the rebel witch. She is the older sibling of Fern, whose allegiance is still with the Lycan king. I understand that Fiona was rejected as the King’s sexual interest in favour for the younger sister.” “What?” Lorrel roars as she stands up. Her queenly aura wrapping itself around Nadine, who was struggling to breath. “Lorrel.” I gently place my hand on her arm to calm her down. The door swings open with the two warriors and she mind-links them to return to their positions outside. “You didn’t know your boys like to sleep around?” She smirks sinisterly at Lorrel and her comment about Lance earns a growl from me.

A shy smile tugged at the corners of his lips, creating an endearing and slightly uneasy expression. I know this isn’t how that fiery Fatima behaves. “Relax,” he assured me, leading me through the grand entrance into the heart of the bustling gathering hall. “Today, a momentous day unfolds as Fatima Holmes, the embodiment of my deepest affections, ascends to the esteemed position of Luna within our pack . . .” “Her presence commands reverence from every member, and any audacious soul who dares to defy her will face the dire consequence of banishment.” Lucas’ voice boomed through the room, commanding the attention of everyone present.

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?"