Worm Fate Crossover Novels & Stories

So weird! They were rich, spoilt brats. They never revealed their names to anyone, never revealed their personalities. It was so hard for a guy to get into that bullshit group. They were every girls dream, except me. They were all dumb snoots to me. "So," Ava continued and took a fruit bar from her purse, opened it, and began to eat it. "I said they have additions. They are now 25. This cute nerd, Hart, joined them. He has to change his name now."

“O-okay.” “I don’t know if we’re running into a battle, so when we get back, I need you to find somewhere safe. Preferably in the packhouse. There will be people there that will protect you.” I nodded, fully clothed now. Suddenly I heard the gut wrenching crunch of bones breaking and couldn’t tear my eyes from Zak as his body twisted and contorted quickly. His body grew larger and carmel fur sprouted from his skin. In just seconds, the large be

He stared at it in concern while she shrugged his worry away. "Oh! It's just a little burn. Don't worry about it." Reaching out his hand, he took hold of her wrist and headed to a room. "Let's go. Get your wounds dressed." "Huh?" She had started writing her romance novel's first draft on her laptop. She started the first chapter by noting the incidents that happened to her as a medium. While writing, she reached a moment in the story that forced her to think. "When Gu Wei started applying ointment to Mao's bruised hand, she..."

" Hmm . Not what you are thinking . You look uncomfortable . " I am. " I climbed on the bed and sat in the middle with my legs folded again in lotus position and he tried but could not cross both legs " I don't bite." " I can do the tree position very well ." Aaron sat down and looked at me. " When I was seventeen my world was turned on its head ." "What happened?" " My mother died right in front of my eyes . She was driving me back from a business school entry exam . I knew I wanted to be in business and make money , not only to help my family but help others around me too. "

At that exact moment, the sound of keys jingling was heard from the front door, Alan was home. Both Hazel and Ema looked at Alan, "Hey Alan!" Ema said and got up, "I will take my leave now Hazel, take care." Ema said. Hazel frowned, "This soon?" Ema bent down and whispered in Hazel's year, "I will get a pregnancy kit for you tomorrow, can't wait to be an aunt." She said with a wide grin. Alan had barely taken off his coat when he caught the last part of Ema’s grin. His brows furrowed immediately. “…Why do I feel like I just walked into conspiracy?”

Everyone wants to be cherished and yet my heart knew it was just a fantasy now. Our world had progressed to the point that once every werewolf crossed the age of 20, he or she would give their blood sample at the collection centre and with that numerous tests were carried out, genetic makeup was checked and potency for potential mates was reviewed. The matches were made on the computer and meetings of these 'hopeful' mates were held. 97 per cent was the success rate of this system called "The Mate Fusion" and now almost everyone relied on it. Because finding your fated mate in the open world was an arduous task.

Thus, he had no right to act all superior in front of me. As I thought about it all, I made a phone call. "Ms. Britney, have you transferred the funds to the lab? I just want you to know that Dominic's team is losing money and failed to meet the contractual requirements. Call him and say that Hood Corporation will no longer sponsor him." "Yes."

I had nightmares about it, the celebration of my birthday felt like mourning for my dad’s death. After a couple of months, my mom joined a new company, she was assigned as the secretary to Afraah’s dad. Afraah’s mom hated the fact that my mom was working with her husband. In a week or two, Afraah’s mom argued with my mom, I don’t know what exactly lead to the argument but my mom was called several names, disgusting names that only whore’s are called. It hurts me more when she talked about my dad, after getting away with the murder she still has the guts to talk about him.

I soon learned werewolves were hunting down witches, thinking we had cast some kind of spell on them. The Fated Plague killed tens of thousands of werewolves, and as a result, just as many witches were hunted, wrongfully accused, and killed as well. My mother tried to reason with our pack; she was a witch after all, and our father fell ill to the Fated Plague. Why would she want her own mate to die? I learned then that people don’t see reason when all they want is revenge.

"What the fuck has crawled up your butt, Frog? You've been a nightmare to work with for weeks now." Having pretty much been expecting this from Purl, Frog picked up his needle and slowly, angrily began to do a few looms of the new yarn his fellow Fate had provided. "You know damn well why I'm aggravated. This job is thankless and feels somewhat obsolete. What the fuck has been going on with the Underworld? Why are certain toms and no-furs disappearing from our watch? You can't tell me you aren't feeling all the non-Tarsi-created tangles, Purl?"