There Are Fates Worse Than Death นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Failing Lucien is a far worse fate than death. Maybe I am mercy.

He bent down to me. "You can sense that, correct," he asked roughly and ran his fingers down my cheek. I nodded my head and sighed with my eyes closed feeling his touch and the memories it invoked. Rai chuckled and turned to the fates with his brow raised in wait for their answer. Morgan pulled her sister to her side and mumbled something into her ear, making Elise smirk. That told me they had no intention of leaving either of us alone and Rai sensed the same thing. I felt a gust of air and heard two thuds hit the floor. The sound echoed through the empty museum and I gritted my teeth at the two bodies that fell next to the decapitated heads. "Oh shit, you just killed the fates, Destiny is g

She replied to him shortly. “And the talking that I heard about her were not just an issue, Vika. Those accidents, the arsons, and any bad lucks for those who potentially a threat for her position as a muse in our agency are true. And those who were injured, either ended up as a cripple or deeply traumatized because they almost lose their lives after the accidents…” “She is in a grave danger, Vika…” Jojo sighed heavily while he frustatedly stroked his hair.

Whispered choice in the lowest possible audible voice of hers, with sadness filled in her heart. “We can’t do anything. And I couldn’t do anything to save him. It was … it was his fate. He had to die like that. Sometimes, fate is the most cruel thing, but in the end, all things fall in place.” Destiny said to choice and tried to calm herself and her little brat.

Crystal countered back. I pursed my lips and shrugged. "I think the worst way to die is when you do not know about it. Like dying in one's sleep. You know when they're stabbed, butchered, jump off a plane, or are involved in an accident, they have that whole my-life-is-flashing-in-front-of-my-eyes moment but when they die of no cause at all, it's worse." They all stared at me like another head had sprouted out of the side of my neck like a blooming rose. "Damn," Crystal said. "That's kind of deep-ish."

"You know, most of us have been terrified by the thought of being the next one to die. Knowing that people have recovered, has brought us the hope we needed." "Are you also terrified?" He chuckles. "Who wouldn't be? I don't think I want to die yet. I don't think anyone wants to die yet. Not knowing who's next, makes it even worse," he pauses. "I used to be one of the strongest in the pack, but the full moon is tomorrow. My powers are fading. I can't even feel the presence of my wolf anymore. Do you know how frustrating that gets? Becoming weak without any cause?" I shake my head. "My every waking thought has been, what if I'm next?" his voice cracks toward the end of his statement.

It was a serious caution. The Fates broke the thread that was attached to so many other threads, because a thread is a symbol of life. Someone was going to die when a thread snapped. It was so vivid, so genuine, so menacing. It seemed like a sign that something negative was about to happen. The Shadows. Many people would perish as a result of being connected to someone.

Why… why did I keep giving excuses for your actions'? I thought to myself as I watched the man who saw me as nothing but his regret keep tearing me up. I finally closed my eyes as I could feel death slipping in. By now, it was safe to say I and death had built a very close relationship. Whenever it was close, I could feel it clearly. I heard Raven's voice, I heard her call out dad but that was it. I was gone, letting the darkness swallow me whole.

The question rising in me sounded louder than the wind. Did I want this fate? I had lost my pup, and I was still alive while he would never live this life again. Did I want to risk the same brutal line of suffering for the chance of love—even if it might mean death? I once would have said yes, because I wanted my pup back. But now… I was beginning to think there might be more to life than dying. Maybe fate wanted me to find what would truly make me happy. Maybe it wanted me to reach for the blessings stole from me by grief, depression, anxiety, and so much poison. Maybe it was time to search for that peace.

He had no friends. Andrea Heming sat opposite Kathy and smiled cunningly," Kathy, it seems fate has brought us together to help us with our motives. You want to destroy Adi for what he did to your family while I want my older brother to hand over what is rightfully mine. And both our enemies seem to have no weaknesses other than Faith Heming..."