Letters For Destiny Novels & Stories

I said. "Nobody knows if Lucifer has a son. What about Lana? Is she alive?" I asked. "No, she died," Master Yung mumbled and then turned his head to looked me in the eyes. "You are a special destiny. Never forget that. Your name being Destiny has a good reason. You also share the same powers as Lana," he added. As I heard those words, everything became confusing. I couldn't seem to understand why I felt like I had something to do with this storyline, or if I was Lana herself. But I knew one thing for sure - I was destined for something big.

THE END Fatima is a former process engineer and currently pursuing a Doctor of Philosophy in Chemical Engineering. She has been stepping into the publishing world by writing academic journals and book chapters. Now, she is taking a new step in publishing her first fiction book, Love Destiny. The inspiration for Love Destiny came from various factors such as her interest in the military and medical world, and love-hate relationship.

Lucas' point of view: " Destiny is the story that we made by ourselves, it's the conscience of our decisions. While prophecies are to happen, but prophecies cover only a part of our unknown future, not the whole future. Meaning, that even if the dark luna comes back to life, even if she brought doom with her. It doesn't mean that there will be no way to have them both alive, it doesn't mean that we can stop her and fix everything that she ruined."

~DESTINY LAND~ A loud thunderbolt was heard when Choice was reading her magazine of fairies and she flinched. She started looking for Destiny who had been working with her manuscripts since the morning. Dark and ominous clouds started hovering over the fairyland. Choice let her eyes wander here and there and found Destiny sitting in the garden working with her manuscripts. The red ink that Destiny used to write ‘fate’ with was flowing out of the pen and was getting refilled from the nearby plant of ‘fate berries.’ Suddenly there appeared a word that left Destiny shocked. So shocked that she didn’t even react to Choice calling her continuously.

Destiny is running late so we did not walk together this morning. Destiny is my best friend. She is a Bampire, and her father is Trey. Mom turned them when I was months old. We are the same age, our parents, kept us together since we were infants. We are inseparable. I would do anything for her, and she would do the same for me.

"Destiny, huh? What have I done to warrant a visit from you?" "Young Alpha Prime, you have gone on a dangerous journey, looking for answers." I furrowed my brows, frowning at her words. "How do you know about that?" I demanded. No one knew apart from Liam. She smiled once more. "I am Destiny, I know everything." "Well you clearly don't because I did not go to that bastard's territory looking for answers, I went to put a bullet between his eyes," I snapped. She sighed, shaking her head. Pity glistened in her eyes.

He looked at me slowly as his eyes watered. " You are still wearing the necklace?" He asked. " Yes, it says forever," I replied in a voice laced with anger and hurt. " Then don't ever take it off," he sobbed for the first time since I had met him and let the tears flow. Forever, don't ever take it off. Fate and destiny had finally done what they did best. The darkness that always hoovered around me had consumed me and all I wanted was to see Cain for the last time.

One of the women spoke to Catalina as time went on. “Hello, I'm Destiny, may I know your name?” "My name is Catalina," she stated. “It's a pleasure to meet you, Catalina,” Destiny stated. Gazing into Destiny's green eyes, Catalina notices her sadness. Destiny appeared to be around 5'4" with caramel skin and a slender build. Additionally, she observed that Destiny's clothes were dirty and torn in places, her hair was unkempt, and she had blonde hair. Turning to her other side, Catalina saw another woman standing around 5’6, medium build, with long jet-black hair and skin so pale it looked like she hadn’t seen sunlight.

"I know." Killian stepped protectively in front of his son. "What is this altar asking?" "It asks nothing," the Goddess replied. "It simply reveals possibility. It has not chosen. It never forces." Seraphina looked relieved. "So Aiden isn't destined?" "No," the Moon Goddess answered firmly. "Destiny is a road. Choice is the traveler." Lumen quietly approached the altar. To everyone's surprise, a ninth rune suddenly appeared—one that had not existed before. It glowed with gentle white light, displaying a symbol resembling two open hands reaching toward each other.

This world was filled with too much mystery, not only there are Alphas, there also Lunas that was destined to the Alphas, and the Witches that connected by some sort of fate to the Werewolves! It seemed like Destiny was jealous on Fate, it was needed of everyone from the day they born. While Destiny was only worked by unexpected occurence, it was destined yet everyone surprised to be able to have a destiny. And it only happened to the great people. While Fate was for all, Destiny was for a few.