Night Of Destiny Novels & Stories

Adam said gently. He was always like that. Adam never once messed with me. "Last night, you came to my room, opened the door, and took off my clothes, and you took off yours. We both enjoyed the night without me knowing that you were Adam. The lights were off so that I couldn't catch your reflection very well. I thought you were Gavin; I couldn't hear your sighs and whispers very well either. I might have. It felt different that night. But I didn't think much of it because, damn it, I enjoyed what you did to me," I said honestly. Adam was silent, and so was I. We faced each other in the room, remembering the sin we had committed.

"This is not a curse, child. It's a calling. What you do with it is your choice. But know that your mother believed in you. Your grandmother believed in you. And I believe in you." She walked away, leaving me alone with the fountain and my thoughts. A calling. A prophecy. A choice that would determine if the kingdom stood or fell. I was eighteen years old. I'd killed my first man today. I'd discovered I was the heir to a lost dynasty. And now princes and assassins were fighting over me like I was a piece on a game board. Behind me, someone cleared their throat. I turned. A young priest stood there, looking nervous. "Lady Khalifa? Prince Louis asks for you. He says it's urgent."

She had been waiting for this moment, and she was not going to let this opportunity pass her by. “You know what to do,” she mumbled, her words not audible to Chief Priest Kaka, but to the one for whom it was meant. “I do,” Destiny nodded his head as he kicked the ground and dashed towards the approaching Blood King. It seemed that the two Barbarians had split up to handle the new development. *Boom*

ONE NIGHT DEAL (One Night Love’s Book 2) Blurb: In order to find the truth about their son’s case and whereabouts, Freya and Jacob decided to make a ONE NIGHT DEAL. Pretense, denial, deception, and secret love. They planned a game, but what if fate also played with them? Can they win the game of love? Is there a chance for a complete and a happy family, or will it be completely destroyed by those who oppose their unity?

A huge dark-furred wolf pressed his paw onto my back; his claw dug into my skin as he growled into my ear, threatening me to stay down. And as I lay on the ground, squirming in pain, I could only think that maybe this was how it was always meant to be—just like when my parents had died, when their bodies had been burned alive before my very eyes. Maybe it was meant to be like this for me too. Maybe it was my fate. **** Ten Hours Earlier “In conclusion, Destiny not only lost control of herself because she was angry; she also attempted to murder Nicole,” one of our pack enforcers ranted.

Whisper's gentle voice echoed in my mind, "Your bond will ignite a new era, Syla. Embrace destiny." As night descended, our pack retreated, leaving us under the star-studded sky. Phoenix's lips brushed mine, a gentle promise of what was to come. We stood there, suspended in time, our hearts beating as one. The world around us melted away, leaving only us, lost in the depths of each other's eyes. The Night Before

Destiny doesn’t look at me but she responds, “My decision to leave this pack hasn’t changed. It never did. Punishment is what bound me here, but if staying in the packhouse causes me too much pain, then I’d rather move somewhere I can have peace. The council’s decision isn’t being disobeyed this way.” We stay in silence for a second but I push back, "So what’s going to happen to Jack if you move out then? He hasn’t been sleeping well lately from all the bullying at school. If you don’t want to stay in the packhouse anymore, then could you at least stay the night? For Jack’s sake?" The tension between us is thick but Destiny finally breaks, “Fine, I’ll stay, but just tonight. Tomorrow morning

The whole counter space was covered with several different kinds of booze and that's when I found my poison: Vodka Red-bulls. After I poured my drink, I leaned against the counter and took my first sip of the night. My eyes landed right on Asher's over the rim of my cup and he stared at me with this dark, seductive gaze that I had never seen him look at me with before. My heart began to pound and my hands shook. Why the hell did he affect me so damn much? He pushed off the table he was leaning against and made a direct line straight toward me. Shit! What do I do?!

" We notch our bows and wait for the morrow Cold is the night and nary a tear for on the morn we head into shadow There is no room for our fear His eyes are cruel, his evil is endless Black is soul and ne'ver he'll rest till all the world lies covered in darkness and none who'd fight him are left. Zhanere Zelezial"

"I have decided that Princess Isabella Rosette Campbell of Elysian will be bound in a wedlock with me, King Nicholas the third of Arcane, two full moons henceforth from this day" he announced and smirked. Yesterday was a full moon day. That means I have two months. Freaking two months!