Novel & Cerita Love Is Destiny

Bowie POV My eyes shot open. The water was still falling around us, steam curling through the air, and Wesley was looking at me like he had just handed me the most fragile part of himself. "Wesley." His name came out barely a whisper. "I love you, Bowie." He said it again, stronger this time, like a weight had been lifted off his chest. “I have been trying to say it for weeks. I couldn't… I didn't know how. But I love you. I'm in love with you."

"Your desire. It's like you're inside my head." "And I can feel yours." He smiled softly. "Your fear. Your hope. Your love." He pressed his forehead to mine. "That's not something that happens by accident, Lyra. That's the moon's choice. That's destiny." "Destiny." The word felt heavy, impossible. "I don't believe in destiny. Destiny is what people use to justify terrible things." "Then call it something else. Call it fate. Call it chance. Call it the universe deciding that two broken people are better together than apart." He kissed me gently. "All I know is that I'm grateful for it. Whatever it is."

Silence hung in the air as Leon absorbed my words, his brows furrowing with contemplation. "A fairy, so you're willing to risk everything for her," Leon finally spoke, his tone a blend of disbelief and concern. "I am," I affirmed, my voice filled with determination. "Love is a powerful force, Leon. It can move mountains, defy expectations, and bring about profound change. I refuse to let go of the love I have found with Tyramon, no matter the consequences."

“Why are you spacing out so much, Wifey? What are your thoughts? You can share it with me.” We are already inside the plane. Cuddling with each other's arms was not enough to describe. I already missed the kids, but I love Lucas treatment. It was worth sacrificing not to be with our kids if Lucas was like this whole trip. “Nothing in particular reason, Lucas. I'm just glad that I'd still end up with you despite what happened. Love is indeed full of mystery. Destiny will always make a way for us to meet.” “Yes. Indeed. Love is full of riddles that only the God of creations of the earth knew about it. I swore to heaven above that we will explore it together with the assistance of each other.”

Ian's confidence in challenging my belief was intriguing, and I leaned in closer, my eyes searching his face for any signs of jest or hidden meaning. "Please enlighten me." I said with a small smile. "What do you mean?" Ian let out a chuckle, a playful glint in his eyes. "Well, Ara, I think you're underestimating yourself. Love doesn't adhere to social classes or fame. It transcends those boundaries and finds a way to connect two souls, regardless of their backgrounds. I, for one, wouldn't mind dating someone like you. Class doesn't matter." Huh? I froze in my seat, my heart pounding too hard that I was scared he would hear. Why did it feel like he was assuring me of something impossible? I

It was like a glowing ribbon extended from within them, weaving their souls together for eternity. Emotions and feelings poured into each other, and tears flowed from John's eyes. Darius wrapped his arms around his smaller mate, squeezing tightly, their new-found connection palpable. "I love you, baby. Now and forever," Darius whispered tenderly over their newly created mate link. Overwhelmed, John brought his hand to his mate's face, choked with emotion. "I love you too," he managed to say through tears. At that moment, for the first time, John truly understood what it meant to be loved.

"I, Lucas Blackstone, vow here to take Ella Moon-shadow as my only mate, my Luna. For all my life, as the Moon Goddess is my witness!" He turned to me, his eyes filled with an intense love and possession. When he handed me the Blackstone Pack's token, an obsidian piece carved with a sacred wolf, I trembled all over, and so did he. My first love, my destined Alpha, and I were finally making it official. He swept me up into his arms, leaving a possessive kiss on my cheek, a mix of blood and love in its scent. As we left the sacred site, he leaned close to my ear, his breath heavy, and whispered:

Or rather, where it should have hurt. I couldn’t deny that it made my heart squeeze a little, but I met her eyes with a resilience that didn’t let her look away from me. “Love doesn’t matter,” I signed. I thought of Ryker, and swallowed hard. “Many things stand in its way. Destiny, however, can be delayed. But never denied.” Athlea leaned forward, her smile now curling like smoke. “And what exactly do you believe your destiny is, my dear?” I rose slowly, smoothing the folds of my pale dress, and met her gaze with a smile of my own.

said Zeline. "Just accept your destiny, honey!" whispered Ricard. I don't know who started it. Their lips meet together. They don't even realize they are kissing intimately in a public space. A kiss full of missing and feelings of love is increasingly neglected the more it grows.