Novel & Cerita Red Line Of Fate

Jonah leaned down and whispered in my ear. "The real reason is that I've always loved you." I froze. He continued, "In my past life, Mona took your place and married me. After that, I realized she was never the one I wanted. But you…" His fingertips brushed my cheek, his voice low. "I've always wanted to give you the world." My heartbeat skipped. So the tragedy of my last life wasn't only because of Mona's greed. It was also because what she stole had always been my destiny to begin with.

KAELEN USES THE RED NEEDLE TO PURIFY THE FATHER. "It's a 'Predestined Ending', Lyra," the Critic hissed, his ink-eyes locking onto Kaelen. "The 'Horror' isn't the wolves. The horror is the 'Inevitability'. No matter where you go—no matter what world you choose—you will always be the 'Variables' that pay for the 'Entertainment'." Kaelen stood by the table, the red needle appearing in his hand as if summoned by the Critic’s words. The "Genesis Gold" was gone, but the "Blood Red" light was blinding, pulsing with the frequency of the "New Genre."

Finding the hallway clear, I pulled her out of the office and led her up to a secluded corner of the rooftop. The moment we arrived, she violently yanked her hand out of my grip. "You dragged me all the way up here, so you better have something incredibly meaningful to say," she fired at me, her eyes blazing. "Because I am in a shitty mood right now." I licked my lower lip and adjusted the lapels of my jacket, trying to channel my usual on-camera confidence. "Well, my name is Russell. Russell Miller. You've probably heard of me, but I'll keep this brief—"

I'm just happy that people seem happy for us and I will always hold for this happiness. Fate brought us together unexpectedly. Fate played us bitterly. Fate has tested us endlessly. Fate has made us sacrificed separately, and fate brought us misery. But who would have thought that fate would bring us back together again? Maybe, that's how playful our fate is. That despite the challenges we experienced, here we are, still holding each other's hand, living with the love we have for each other. Axis and I started with the fake fiance and fiancee set-up, but things are different now. Things turned into reality now and I'm so happy that finally, Axis and I will be together and we'll work things o

Feet were not capable enough to move a step ahead. But there was a hope in her soul that kept her alive. She wanted to protect others. And for that, she was ready to risk her life. By gathering all the strength, she took steps ahead. Her eyes were red. As if she was fuming with a vengeance. Taking a deep breath, she came closer to those morons and threw the gem in the air. It exploded in the air such that there was devastation all around. All the devils seemed dead as some were slowly dying.

Sumico giggled so funnily and hilariously. Virando lifted up his hand to caress and fondle his gentle beautiful wife’s head, hair, and quiff. “That’s because we’ve been united with the red thread of destiny, Sumi Darling. Whatever which’ve been united with the red thread of fate as well as destiny can’t be separated anymore. If they’re intentionally or deliberately separated with force, each of them can’t survive for too long. That’s the power of the red thread of fate as well as destiny from our demons-realm, Sumi Darling,” explained Virando with his eyesight filled up with his love, care and all of his manhood gentleness.

My heart was shattered, and fear held me tightly. "We'll need to make an effort, Olivia," Scarlett, my inner wolf, remarked, acknowledging our destiny. "What if she's unkind and mean, wanting him and everything for herself?" I asked my wolf. "Then we'll surrender it to her. We can't oppose this. She holds a superior position, and she's his fated. We don't have a fighting chance. We must simply pray that she's kind and compassionate, or a chilly bed will be the least of our concerns, Olibia," my inner wolf said, and I shed tears. It was all overwhelming.

As a matter of fact, he was plotting to do more, but I could not tell all that to the Alpha and Silas. Some things are better left unsaid until the judgment day reaches and my father is going to face judgment. I'll stand by the sidelines crying as if I was going to miss him. I wasn't going to miss him at all. Telling him everything would not really make much sense since I have not found out who are the members of the red dragon and if it was a council or just a man who had a deep grudge for the Alpha.

His touch was still possessive, but now it held a touch of gentleness. "Do you want me to stop?" He asked gruffly. Even though he wanted, no, needed, to keep going, more than anything. "Did I say red?" She asked, Alan clenched his jaw at her comment, the sound of "red" on her lips made him almost snap. His eyes held hers, a silent battle of wills. He took a deep, ragged breath. "No, you didn't," He responded gruffly, his body still tense above her. "But you're in pain."

My eyes glistened as we made eye contact while I walked towards the altar where my husband-to-be was waiting for my hand in marriage. Before I knew it, I was already in front of him. His eyes also glistened with tears of joy. We smiled at each other and he took my right hand, then kissed them gently. He looked at me with all the love in the world. My heart flipped as soon as I noticed the invisible red strings of fate tangled on my wrist and index finger, which connected to Azrael’s wrist and index finger, too. We stared at each other with a knowing smile. These red strings of fate are the symbol of our eternal love. This means that whatever happens, we will always be together forever. Fate