My Destined Novels & Stories

On the eve of our mating ceremony，Asher, my Alpha, proposed to have one last night of freedom. Asher had too much to drink. His hands wouldn’t stay still, roaming all over Selena. He looked like he wanted to ditch the bonfire right then and there, just to be alone with her. And this, the night before our bonding ceremony—the night before I, Ella, was supposed to become his Luna. The bonfire crackled. Silver Pine alphas, Moon Shadow betas, and my Moon Shadow attendants all mingled together.

She reached out, her sharp nails digging into the skin of my jaw, forcing me to look at her. "Look at you," Britney whispered, her voice dripping with venomous satisfaction. "A filthy, worthless stray covered in blood. Did you honestly think you could walk into this estate and steal the throne that was meant for me? I’ve spent years preparing to be Richard’s Luna. I won't let an Omega parasite ruin my destiny." I spat blood straight onto her immaculate crimson dress.

Fated But Not Destined Chapter 4 **************Not Destined********* Chloe POV “Who told you I have a mate?,” he questioned me with an arching brow “Don’t worry about who told me,” I replied him trying to wave that off. “I don’t have a mate, if I already have a mate then neither of us would have felt what we feel today.” He reminded me and all i could do was to look at me like some sort of dummy. “If you didn’t have a mate then why did I hear that you are a mate to the college queen.” I fired him with another question.

No one will ever know about God's secrets Fate leads you to meet your soul mate ~BebbyShin~ *** Surprises that made Ricard and Zeline startled were given by their parents. Previously, Jessie, Ricard's mother, came to Jakarta to meet a woman who is often the subject of her socialite gangs. She was also consumed by Lidya's words regarding the lover of Ricardo Fello Daniello, her beloved son.

I whispered, each word carefully chosen, aimed like daggers at his guilt. For once, silence hung between us. Heavy, suffocating silence. Women know how to be cunning when they must. And right now, all I had was that. If he wouldn’t listen to reason, then perhaps guilt could chip away at the wall around his heart. I stared up at him, at the man fate had tethered me to, and wondered again why the moon goddess had chosen him. Maybe it was punishment. Maybe it was destiny. Or maybe—just maybe—it was because I was meant to change him.

Amidst their wrath, they cursed both Arin and Eleanor. “For disobeying the orders given to them, they are hereby cursed to an eternal cycle of rebirth and suffering. The day both of them will meet again, they will be Destined to be with each other, only to get separated by death. They'll suffer the day they find out who they Actually are till the day they decide to sacrifice one person so the other can live.” After the death of Eleanor, Adrian, the son and the sole heir to the throne of Vati, a neighbouring kingdom, remained indoors for days.

Third Person’s Point of View Maximus was stunned as he longed to see his mate’s face – he had waited his entire life for it. With the split eye contact they shared, he immediately knew his mate was of ethereal beauty. “No dirt on your face can hide the beauty you harbor,” he unknowingly muttered. He smelled her as well, saw her glow – he looked down to see her name. “Natashian Rynne Elboser,” he read – her name glowing on his right arm.

I won't ever interfere with her life for its her last life too and she has gained the right to choose rather than being controlled by me. (DESTINY is actually the fate and choice is our choices . I have made them little characters for fun).

“From when he stood where you are now—confused, frightened, and dangerously close to the same path.” A silence fell between us, heavy as stone. The fire crackled softly, throwing flickering shadows over the room. I could feel my pulse pounding in my temples. “So what?” I finally said, my voice barely more than a whisper. “You’re saying I’m destined to become him? That I’m… doomed?” The Wizard didn’t answer right away. His eyes met mine, steady and grave. “Destiny is not a straight road, Carter. But every road has turns. It’s what you choose to do next that decides which one you take.”

A foreboding premonition coursed through him, the truth casting a sinister shadow over his shaken being—Casey was the destined one, the one his tumultuous heart had long yearned for. In the depths of the moonlit night, as the stars flickered with an otherworldly glow, Johannes summoned every ounce of courage he possessed. He could feel the weight of destiny bearing down upon his trembling heart, urging him forward, compelling him to confess his truth. "Casey," his voice resonated through the somber silence, his words dripping with equal parts trepidation and resolve. "You are my fated mate, bound to me by the unbreakable threads of the universe. I have only just now realized the magnitude of