You Were Destined For Me Perhaps As A Punishment Mga Nobela at Kwento

Althea called her as mother by mistake. "Mother destiny" Lucifer whispered with shock. She looked at him fondly. "Yes, dear Lucifer. I am mother destiny" she said with a soft smile playing on her lips. "But how come you are trapped here? When did you come from heaven?" he asked her with surprise. Her eyes became distant as if she is thinking something. "Do you remember how Althea called me mother when she was little?" Mother destiny reminded him. Yes, he remember that day pretty well. That was the day Althea tied her future with his. No matter where ever he go, her destiny will lead her there. It's the same for him as well. Where ever she is, his destiny will lead him there.

“I-I'm sorry….’’ ‘‘There's nothing to be sorry about, Alessia. Whatever happened to Annalise was what she deserved. She tried to hurt Adrian.’’ “Yeah that and… and myself.’’ I almost interrupted. “What do you mean yourself?’’ He paused. “I can't leave.’’ “What? You… you can’t?’’ He scoffed out a chuckle. An obviously unintrigued chuckle. ‘‘Why not? Why can't you?’’ ‘‘I have to do what I have to do. For Adrian. For us…..’’ “You don't have to….’’ “For destiny!’’ I broke into him, commanding silence around us. “To fulfill my destiny. It is what I should do.’’ I added.

Dorian said to Jarvis and Jarvis quickly bows and says "Milady I am truly sorry for talking so arrogant to you yesterday. please do forgive my ridiculous behavior." Dorian hugs Jarvis and says to her "you have nothing to be sorry for. I wasn't being thoughtful. your sister just died I should have shown some sympathy. "I forgive you milady," Jarvis says with a weak smile. "I'm sorry to interrupt but what do we do with the body," Adrian asked. "I was thinking we go to a river to burn her so she can be clean from all the bad things of the world and reunite with The mother, the Goddess Celena.

“For all of it. What I did to you… what I didn’t do when I should’ve stood up for you. You didn’t deserve any of it.” I folded my arms across my chest, watching him. “You’re right. I didn’t.” He nodded like he expected that. Maybe he did. “But,” I continued, leaning forward just a little, “if you hadn’t treated me like something you could toss aside whenever it was convenient, I wouldn’t have found Edward. And somehow, that makes all the crap you put me through feel like—dare I say it?—destiny.” I smirked. “Fate’s a twisted thing, huh?”

I reached out my hand to touch her but my hand only went through hers as if I was trying to catch air. “We don't exist on the same planes, my sweet little Derry.” She said. “I. I'm sorry..” I breathed with difficulty trying to hold back the tears that threatened to rush out. “I'm sorry for everything! It was my fault! This was all because of me!” “no, Derry.” She smiled. “Nothing has ever been your fault. You've been beating yourself up for nothing son. You need to stop doing that. Can't you see? It's all destiny. It has all been fated.”

Destiny sighed with a tiny of tears in her eyes. “No sister, don’t blame yourself. You are not at fault. I know the FATE MANUSCRIPT works according to your written words, but don’t forget that you are only writing what you are said to. The dreams that you have while sleep decide the tragedies of fates of everyone. So, you can’t blame yourself for that. Besides, isn’t it always what Aunt Myna says… “Everything happens for a reason.” Choice assured Destiny patting her back, and got wrapped in a tight hug.

"Punish me anyhow you want Destiny. I'd take it." Destiny was taken aback. Not because he was kneeling in front of her but the regret and sadness that clouded his eyes. He was hurting but he hurt her first. "Punish you? Living with the fact that you murdered your unborn child is enough punishment." "Let me make it up to you. I thought you actually did something with him." "Does that give you any right to try and kill him?" "I was furious. I'm sorry." "And then you tried to steal money from me. You even did.”

I sobbed. "No," she took her hand off mine. "Trust me, it is not your fault." She seemed sincere. "I-I don't understand." "You are just a victim of destiny. Your fate, already signed even before your birth, is what has led you into this mess," she spoke softly. "What does that mean?" "It means that you were not cursed directly, but you are deeply involved with the one who was cursed, and that is why the effects are rubbing off on you, too," she broke down.

"You useless &%$#!, if we hadn't spent so much money on you, we would have had enough cash to fend for ourselves!." "Ungrateful girl!. You are such bad luck, no wonder your parents had abandoned you!." "Useless piece of trash!. You were the one who snatched my husband away!." This was now her lullaby for each day that passed. ——— Inside Ericka's room... Catherine barged into the room with a wide grin on her face making Ericka's look turn confused. She took Ericka's hand and placed it in hers softly, something she had not done for a vey long while. Ericka's look turned more confused.

He relished in my confusion, basking in the power he held over my fragile psyche. "Let's just say it was my purpose, Scarlett," he replied, his voice dripping with malevolence. "I was fated to kill you. No matter how hard you try to understand, you won't. It's simply how it was meant to be." His words struck me like a blow, leaving me breathless and vulnerable. The weight of destiny pressed upon my shoulders, threatening to suffocate me with its unforgiving grip. Yet, I refused to accept this as my ultimate truth. I had fought too hard, endured too much, to surrender to the whims of an unknown force.