Titian Takdir Mga Nobela at Kwento

“You know,” Titan murmurs, his voice unusually quiet, “I waited so long for my mate that I almost convinced myself I never had one.” Maxine blinks. “What? How could that be? From everything you’ve told me—” “I know.” His gaze drifts away from hers. “But ever since I was a child… There were rumours.” A knot formed in Maxine’s stomach. “What kind of rumours?” For several seconds, Titan remains silent. His eyes lowered to the polished wooden desk between them. When he finally speaks, his voice is barely above a whisper. “A prophecy.”

I heard her say before realizing I had spoken aloud. "I'm betrothed, Miriam, to Celeste. She's the Princess of the Air kingdom." "I know who she is." Miriam replied, waving her had as if to dismiss what I had said. "I'm betrothed as well, but Kira led me to understand that we could break those engagements if we decided to accept each other."

he asked me back. I shook my head as I continued to look into his eyes. “The local people here call it “Unmei no akai ito”. According to legend, the gods tie an invisible red thread to the pinky finger of two people who are bound to find each other in life. They will love each other no matter what and only death can do them part.” He looked at my hand and held my pinky finger. His eyes then back to mine. “I didn't believe in fate and love at first sight, but now I believe because I've been in love with you from the first time I saw you,” he said in a soft voice.

Was I truly ready for that step? You were just a minute ago, my subconscious reminds me. “I understand if you want to say no, especially after everything you’ve been through. I don’t want to pressure you into anything.” A smile crept over my lips, knowing I had already made my decision long ago that this was the only man I would ever give myself to completely. “Okay.” “Okay, as in yes?” His eyes flicked over me as he waited for my answer. “Yes. Mark me.” He smiled widely and as I stared at him with the sun hitting his blue eyes, making them look almost clear, I knew this was the right decision. I trust Zak with every fiber of my being. He was my mate, the one specifically designed for me and

“What was that all about? What do you mean you're trying to lay off the workers? if you lay them off now that there's a little bit of uneasy with the other Alpha. They might think that you are really a tyrant, you cannot just lay them off like that. Why not do it one at a time, that way no one would question your decision since you are the Alpha and he decided what to do in your pack” “I know what you're talking about, but I have already made my decision, if the other Alpha and the council of elders think that they have a problem with me, then they should take it out of me, and I swear that I will know not to hesitate to put them to death. Anyone who comes across me will have their head up o

TAKEN intro poem SHE FOUND IT HARD TO RESIST HIM, AND NEITHER DID HER WEDDING RING. PEOPLE CALLED IT CHEATING SHE CALLED HIM A MEANINGFUL TOOL. A BLISSFUL MARRIAGE WITH A MASCULINE ATTRACTION. WHAT A DISTRACTION! "NO ONE HAS TO KNOW" HE SAID TO HER TOO. TAKEN middle poem SHE WAS STUCK BETWEEN TWO THINGS: SEDUCTION AND MARRIAGE

Gito tersentak, matanya terbuka lebar, "Tina! Apa yang kamu lakukan?" tanyanya panik, suaranya campur antara kaget dan getar hasrat yang tak bisa disembunyikan. Tina berpura-pura polos, mata lebar seperti tak bersalah, "Eh, Pak? Tina dengar tadi bapak nyuruh Tina lakuin ini tadi. Pak desah-desah bilang 'lanjut ke bawah' atau apa gitu. Tina kan agak budek, maaf kalau salah dengar." Itu bohong belaka—Gito hanya mendesah menikmati pijatan bahu, tapi Tina memanfaatkan itu sebagai alasan, seperti rencananya.

He attempted to step away from it, but he couldn't because it kept on following him. Then I remembered what I had seen at the garden's entrance before we entered. Debitus constitutus promissio(Debt Establishment, promise.) It was written in block letters and a language I didn't know I could comprehend until now. No one was able to read it, not even Maya. Aiden had vowed, and he wouldn't escape from it until he fulfilled his wish or until he was dead. He clasped the sword, and his eyes bored into mine. “I'm sorry,” He muttered.

The more he observed, the more he sensed the delicate balance between the ordinary and the mystical. As they walked, Darius couldn't help but steal glances at John. John was unlike anyone Darius had ever met. He carried a unique scent, both new and familiar, like a song you couldn't quite place. The scent wrapped around Darius and his bear, evoking a strange feeling, almost like a distant memory from when he believed in stories about fate, mates, and destiny. Could fate be playing tricks on him? The thought lingered in his mind as he grappled with the idea.

"I need the both of you to step out and leave me alone." Wordlessly, his friends obeyed. He needed all the alone time he could get anyway. Titan carefully returned the orb to its place, stood up, and faced the window. It was a beautiful morning. A good one to live, or die, depending on fate's decree. Except in this case, fate was in his hands. He recalled how he had always believed everyone made their fates. He'd never believed in the concepts of soulmates, destiny helpers, or a preordained path in life. Titan believed and still harnessed the belief that everyone was the captain of their own fate.