Novel & Cerita New Fate Series

Afraid she might never have a chance at independence. Silence enveloped them both. Even the constant click sound from Jason's laptop wasn't heard, he was listening and Stan hated the fact, so he drew closer to whisper to Sophia and probably infuriate Jason. "You might. It's fifty-fifty now, but I promise you we will try hard You and me. Okay?." She nodded in affirmation but with less enthusiasm, Stan was sure he heard someone scoff from afar. That night Sophia lay on her bed and thought about her life and everything that had happened and even where it was headed. She wasn't sure yet where fate was leading her. But she wasn't in a rush.

He got up and spread his arms, as though he was trying to say that he own the entire world, "I am a Stalza. And if you know about us," he said in a funny informing tone, "if you know then you would also know that we are anything but sweet and gullible people." He finished his little speech. She could not belive him at all. She was scared with sweat dripping off from her face and tears rolling down her cheeks. She was shuddering and he was busy in boasting about himself. "He is dangerous. They are dangerous." A sudden sense of urgency wrapped around her mind as she only had two options - Fight or Flight.

This book is the first of the next generation books. The previous books are: - His Hunt For Redemption (Book 1) - Design of Fate (Book 2) The previous books in the Fated series (cross-over series) are: - Fated Rejection – Fated Claim (Book 1) - Fated Soul – Fated Light (Book 2) - Fated Power – Fated Destiny (Book 3)

That would be a whole new level of recklessness, even for me. I have my rules and I need to stick to them. So for the next few weeks I am as good as gold. The model student, polite and respectful. Fate’s like Padgett don’t have relationships. They don’t have children. They exist to perpetuate the shifter nation against whatever forces may threaten it. We are beyond the mortal, transitory life that other shifters enjoy. It’s a gift, not a curse.

There was something in his eyes—something that made the fire within me coil with curiosity. I had expected fear. I had expected terror. But he wasn’t afraid. And then, the king stood, lifting his goblet high, his voice booming across the courtyard. “Tonight, we celebrate the beginning of our kingdom’s future! A future free from the darkness cast by the last dragon’s shadow!” The crowd erupted into cheers. Goblets clashed together. Laughter rang out. I growled. Fools. Did they not realize their enemy hovered above them? Enough. Time had come.

And with no direct heirs, the title of Duke of Hartess had passed to Damian, the only remaining brother and, much to the country’s delight, its war hero. Damian had returned from war a year and two months after Michael’s death. Now, all that remained was for him to embrace a life of wealth, peace, and luxury. His life had never been a quiet one, from military school to the battlefield. Of course, he didn’t miss the war. He never would. Those were the darkest times for the Empire and beyond. But what he did miss was the company of his comrades. He had been the first among them to leave the capital, citing estate matters as his reason. No one was surprised. They had all longed to escape. They

“…Now, let's briefly review the names fate has selected so far…” Sebastián Lafallete (Unknown lineage) Pietro Sokolov (Silver Frost Pack) Raphael Dupont (Forest Fury Pack) Matteo Müller (White Nightfall Pack) Noah Schwarz (Unknown lineage) Penelope Webber (Darkmoon Pack) “Wait a minute... A girl? Fate selected a girl?” Maddison asked, completely bewildered. “Well, fate has a rather peculiar way of doing things,” Queen Emma replied, trying to calm her daughter.

“You’re late.” “I took a shower,” Zyon replied, tone clipped but calm. Jettson didn’t blink. “The Full Moon is coming. You remember what that means?” Zyon exhaled slowly, nodding. “I do.” Jettson’s voice deepened. “You’ve had seven years. The pack has been patient. I’ve been patient. But we can’t wait forever.” Zyon’s eyes flickered, but he didn’t look away. “A Luna isn’t just tradition,” Jettson continued. “She’s your balance. Your anchor. She keeps the pack whole through you.”

Be a good boy and invite her. He let out a sigh of exhaustion. Putting his phone down, he again picked it up when someone named 'Fav' called him. ??: Shaoqing! Shaoqing: How are you, Luli? Luli: I'm doing great. What about you? Shaoqing: Nothing good. Nothing bad. Letting out a laugh, she commented. Luli: You're always like that. Shaoqing: You know me, of course. Luli: I have good news for you. I'm coming back from abroad.

“When you meet her you’ll understand. She’s not like the last few. She’s different.” “We don’t talk about that.” Jelric said quietly. None of them talked about it. The very fact that Fate had been coming into their world was a closely kept secret and it was only by a miracle that the general population believed that there hadn’t been a Fate in over a hundred years. “I told you he had a soft spot for her…” Rillon said but phillip merely shook his head and rolled his eyes refusing to rise to the bait. “Enough.” Uther ordered. “Don’t you have anywhere else to be Rillon?”