The Mortal Fates Book 3 Novels & Stories

Hank tries a symbol, but nothing happens. “Be careful,” Damon warns. “There could be a limit to how many mistakes we can make.” “Or some kind of punishment,” Elena says. That possibility is enough to push me close to the edge of panic. Taking a deep breath, I step back, trying to get a wider view of the surface. And then I see it. Like a sudden flash of knowledge, it hits me. "It's threes," I say, pointing. "Three symbols light up at a time."

I said to Lunaya, “Spawned by the one who gave us breath. Vanished from life but spared from death. The Ethereal one gives she who is promised. To wield the power of the Triple Goddess. Where the moon is three, two will come. Once the seal is made, destiny is done. With one comes death, pain and destruction. The other comes life, love and devotion. Peril will end and the wolf will thrive. But for peace to reign, only one can survive” she recited loudly for everyone to hear.

"But mostly her. She's suffered enough hiding, rejection, humiliation. It'll go on no more." A sudden wave hit me, then I staggered, grabbing the altar. A vision slammed through my mind...of blood on the ground, screaming in agony. One of the three Alphas falling, pain, death before the deadline if the bonds weren't sealed right, the faces were blurred. but I couldn't tell who. "No," I whispered, my breath coming out faster. My hands trembled slightly before I controlled them. "Not again." Elara steadied me. "What did you see?"

A primal part of her took sadistic glee at each crushed skulls and hearts, each extinguished life. Mortals really were incredibly fragile creatures. They broke at the lightest of touches. One witch was sobbing pathetically. “No! D-don’t!” Faline gripped the begging witch’s head with her power next. Her eyes glazed over unseeing as she slumped to the ground, the crystal breaking on its own as it signified the death of its wielder. Faline suddenly felt the throb of impending paralysis. How many were left? She quickly counted half a dozen of foot soldiers coming close. Faline desperately lashed the ice out at them all at once.

he said with a grunt. “Well, you can’t blame me. This is the most excitement we’ve had in years,” Aidan chuckled. “Forbidden love, betrayal, war. We could be the stars of an action movie!” “More like a horror. This isn’t going to end well, Aidan.” “Cheer up. You’ll work it out, you always do. And when it’s over, you'll have your Alpha by your side.” The word snapped his attention. “You called her that last night. Is she an Alpha?”

Now with the strength of the trio of mortals and their differing traits, Along with our chosen wolf they can fix the past as planned by fate. ------------------------------------------------------

“Yes. If she’s an enemy of those witches, then we could be allies.” “And if not?” “Then I’ll deal with it.” Maddox pulled out the stained thick pages with words written in blood and placed it on the table. “Aidan gave me these papers. He found them in her pocket.” She didn’t touch it. Instead, she leaned over and read the title, “A Song of Love and Death Magic.” Maddox nodded. She read the beginning lines, “From first sight, the moon-touched loved the Goddess so much that they never feared the night.”

In the final instant of my fall, I grabbed onto her, and the two of us fell to our deaths together. Then we were both reborn. In this life, we each made choices completely different from before. She got what she wanted, encountering the Mafia Boss's heir on a street riddled with gunfire and becoming his wife. I changed my own fate as well. Marco looked terrifying, but to be honest, I would rather marry him than spend even one more second near Luca. Vivian thought Luca was a gentle, considerate, perfect gentleman. Unbeknownst to her, marrying him was the true beginning of her nightmare.

she yelled, itching her hair in frustration. Suddenly, the book shone and began to float on the air. "Your fate is a demon"the book spoke with a very strange baritone voice. "What?!"she was as startled as ever. "You are invovled with a demon and only you can stop the evil in him"the book spoke again. She cringed her brows in confusion and fright and just as she was about asking a question, the book dropped dead back on the table. She closed the book and raked her hand through her hair. Evem though the least weird thing she'd expected was a book floating in the air but with all that she'd been invovled with she wasn't frightened anymore.

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?