Letters For Destiny Novels & Stories

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.

Rise as the Goddess herself wills you to reach your destiny. With unwavering pride and love, Dad

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.

Everyone jumped. Carla immediately rushed into the room. She saw Amanda covering her mouth, her eyes red as she stared at the floor. "Mom, what happened? What..." She walked closer as she spoke. Then she froze. The long straw was lying on the floor and broken in half. "It broke?" Her breathing became shaky. A terrible feeling settled in her chest. She and Amanda looked at each other. At the same time, they remembered what the fortune teller had said years ago. "These straws decide life and death. The short straw represents the younger son. The long straw represents the older son. If one breaks, it means that soul has been destroyed."

“Alpha—” “And not to mention my best friend’s death— Getting engaged to her and protecting her was my promise to him. He trusted me to keep her safe and had always wanted us to be happy together and had always wanted his sister to be a powerful, confident, and unwavering Luna. If I don't make her my Luna, I'd fail my best friend and render his sacrifice and my promise useless.”

It’s like everything that happened had to happen for them to meet. She had to have been drunk enough to fall asleep and get ill the next day. Forming friendship with her one-night stand and getting pregnant over that. it was destiny for her. Destined for her. I agree to disagree but who cares? Well, well, well, let’s leave here, we still have work to complete. “Amy, look at this one.” I looked at Sophia’s choice and it was really pretty. A simple band with seven small diamonds shaped in wind flow looking insanely good while the matching male one had a single diamond with three diamonds on each side.