Novel Amor Fati Mga Nobela at Kwento

asked the Queen, calling the name of the head of the Guinevere family familiarly. "Heh, you ask what's so special about my wife?! She is better than you, not greedy like you, loyal to me, and loves me, and I dedicate myself to her entirely!! And you?!! You ask what's so special about her with you who betrayed the love I had, all the attention I gave you even to the point of being willing to go into a big war to get recognition so that she could propose to you from a big family, Cassia!!!" Benedict answered without hiding the hatred he had.

" Thank the heavens, she wouldn't touch the seer at least that was a relief. In between her and the seer was a wide table of short legs. Which seemed Older than the hag. Annabelle looks at the large uncovered pot placed on roaring flames which are sourced by burning woods. From it, emanated thick white smoke of horrible smell. perhaps this was what gave the cottage its odour. Different colour liquids are sampled on a shelf whose legs were partly eaten by termites. " Was the supposed seer a witch? or maybe sorcerer". " Love and Revenge plays a major role in your destiny" The woman pauses " They are in a constant struggle for power in writing your future" She adds. Annabelle's skin tingles an

Nathan smiled at me. “I’ve been me.” I returned his smile and shrugged. He stretched across the table and took my hands in his. “Baby, let’s call this day one.” I nodded slowly. “Day one of the beginning. It’s day one.” He continued. “There’s no past. Everything that has happened in the past we’ll never speak about again. It’s done and dusted.” “Yep. Done and dusted.” Nathan leaned in and kissed me. “Since this is day one of the beginning, I want to tell you this again.” He told me. “I want you to know that I adore you. I’ve never met anyone else that I love as much as you.”

He disgraced our entire family that night by picking a random whore over his fated mate. I could never forgive him after that, I had been planning to leave for a very long time. The dark moon just made it easier than I thought it would’ve been. I went and sat on the homemade bench and began to formulate my next move. 'How could the moon goddess curse me with a demon spawn like Kya? She may not be her mother but she's the blood of a traitor. Your cruel moon goddess, plain cruel!' I thought as tears filled my eyes. Having my fated mate stand by me was a dream of mine, I did not want to be a disgrace like my father.

“I was still willing to accept your child. I was willing to let you live your dream even if it cost me my happiness. And now I’m the jealous one?” He reaches for me, his hands closing in around my shoulders to hug me. Immediately I pull away, my hand lifting across his face with a slap. The sound echoes through the room. My hand trembles instantly. Never in my wildest dream did I imagine a time like this would come. When I lose control over myself, hitting the man I’ve always loved. The shock hit me harder than the slap hit him. Felix turns slowly, his gaze dark, as he scoffs, “you’ve truly changed, Amara. Now I see what your true nature is.”

“You’ll enjoy this, Mi Amor.” His fingers moved through my entrance smoothly before he slid a finger in. My teeth clenched, and I shut my eyes tightly, holding back the tears. Within seconds, he thrusted in and out of me with a finger then plunged the vibrator inside me. I gasped, bit my lip hard enough to taste blood, then cried out. My body trembled. I tried to get up, but his men pushed me back onto the table. “Guarda quanto è bagnata... gocciola sempre.” [Look how wet she is…. She's always dripping.]

*** Author's note: Sorry for the late update, I was going through some difficulties and stopped the book, but now I'm back and it would go as normal. Thanks for the support.

Trust was completely erased from my dictionary. Hate is the only emotion I feel now. Why? Why? I loved him. My first love, my mate. I had no idea what my fate had for me as up until now nothing good has happened. Will I die now that my mate has rejected me? All type questions bombarded me like arrows thrusting my heart. I have reached. The border line of my pack. I was left with no choice but to do this. I don’t know the consequences but I had to do this.

"You didn't even asked me if I'm willing to go with you, anyway." "Don't you miss them? I just wanted to surprise you, baby." "You're not even aware how I hate surprises." "Really? Don't lie to me, baby, I know how much you love surprises." "People change, Saavedra, don't expect me to get an exemption." Athijha then ignored me the whole ride and the moment we entered the Alonso's domain, I saw how her cold eyes turned dead as if she's staring at the gate of hell. I guess everything she's said before is true after reading a best selling book about the guy who had an amnesia.

She had managed to avoid the poisonous family for six whole years and now here they all were, swarming into her life all over again like evil bees… or even worse, locusts. All the walls she had built up all these years was suddenly crumpling down, and fast… and by no other than the devil herself. She had always hated Thelma but it was just a common dislike— the kind that was enough to make you stand the person even if they were being very annoying… but today the hatred she felt was just unexplainable… much more intense. The two women started walking towards the trio. A curious Kayla poked her head from her hiding spot behind her mum and once again, Lisa was astounded. She really couldn’t bel