Trumping My Tragic Destiny Novels & Stories

"Eric... You are an idiot. Knowing in advance did not worry about how much money." My name is Eric Tran. I am 26 years old and currently working as a B-list actor for the most famous entertainment company in country A. I used to be a Beta, and I was never ashamed of being one. I was comfortable with it until the incident that happened five years ago. After that accident, I became very sick and had a fever that lasted for days. My sister Anna was distraught and thought I was going to die. She took me to the hospital, and after a month and a half, I was completely healed.

“His place has been stripped. He will return to the village like every other wolf. He no longer speaks for the pack.” I crumpled completely amd my body gave out. I fell forward onto my arms, sobbing harder than I ever had in my life. How? How could this happen to me? I wasn’t supposed to end like this. I was smart. Careful. I had everything planned. I was not supposed to be a disgrace. I was not supposed to be a nobody. But I couldn’t argue. If I said anything more… If I tried to defend myself again Travis might kill me and right now, staying alive was priority.

"Marrying into your mafia-led pack was the single greatest tragedy of my life. I loathe you. Now let me go!" Tristan’s pupils contracted. "The greatest tragedy?" He let out a dark, mirthless bark of a laugh. "You’re dying to be a Cross, aren't you? You think a divorce is your ticket to his bed? You’ll get your freedom when I’m done with you, and not a second before!" In one fluid motion, Tristan didn't just pull me; he hoisted me over his shoulder like a piece of captured loot. The world inverted. My hair tumbled down his back, and the sudden rush of blood to my head made me dizzy.

"Check the other paper" she points out and I do so. I read it aloud again, God, I just had the dream. Daisy wants to claim power and as a loyal servent she wants me and Sofia to stand by her side, I would love to do it but my family would by shattered to pieces then. What will Justin do all alone. Michel says I should ignore the dream call. I know Daisy is capable of worse but I'm going to try my best to not abandon my family at this times of difficulty. Heaven help me make the right decision.

I had hoped they would be granted children, but as usual, the gods provided and then took them away in the next breath. “Andronika , if we are to leave, it must be now,” Tristan remarked. “The Northern region is nearly upon us!” I didn’t know what to do, and the weight of all the destiny entangled with mine crushed down and down. Remember who you are. “I’ll stay.” The words croaked from my lips. “I’ll fight.” “It is your destiny,” Alpha Orion remarked, then screamed, “To the ramparts! To the ramparts!

My brothers would notice our absence soon, and when they did, all hell would break loose. “Daddy,” Trisha said quietly, her voice trembling. “Mommy will be happy to see us, right?” I hesitated, my throat tightening. “Of course, sweetheart. She’ll be so happy.” William snorted, crossing his arms. “You’re such a liar.” I ignored him, focusing on the road ahead. This was it. The beginning of the end. The blood moon was only weeks away, and I had the pieces I needed to secure my destiny.

I look at the USB drive in my hand. At my father, alive and broken. At Richard, victorious. At the trap I walked into willingly. And I realize. There's no rescue coming. There never was.

I began to pace, aware it was my tick in face of anxiety, but needing the physical outlet. When Trill didn't answer, I stopped, met her eyes. Only to see hers were downcast and Owen just looked sad. "We're supposed to," Trill said. "But?" I looked back and forth between them. "It's my task," Trill finally said, body shaking as she gripped her elbows in both hands, as if trying to hold herself together. "My destiny. It's why I'm the light." Whoa. "You're some kind of general?" I guess someone had to be. But Trill?

" Tristan looks at me for a long moment, the anger in his eyes as if he has just seen through a person he has known for years and finally come to a realization. An evil, worthless bitch like me doesn't deserve his kindness. He tightens his grip on my chin, and I swallow the cry of pain that is about to escape my lips, looking at him defiantly instead. He seems to be burned by the pain in my eyes and abruptly turns his head away, throwing my head back in the same motion and making the rest of my body follow. The shackles around my wrist dig painfully into my skin as I force the same words I have been saying since I got here out of my mouth again. "I didn't kill Tracy." Tristan sharply turns b

My heart beating rapidly. “How?” “I honestly have no fucking idea” I couldn’t let Agron destroy the world, because that meant that everyone I loved and cared about would be lost. I can’t have that. I can’t lose Tristan. “Before I found myself back with you, I saw the fates. They said congratulations, they didn’t think you had it in you. They also told me that your real journey has just begun and that you have a lot to overcome before you’re ready.” What the hell was she talking about? She was making no sense.