Destinedone Stories

At the journey's end, every path she's tread unwinds to a single, quiet truth: her final breath, where even the stars bow to her fading light. Act 1: Ember, nicknamed after her wildfire, blood-red hair, finds herself swept into a world far from the one she knew. What seemed at first a cruel twist of fate, a misstep in the grand scheme of fate, soon reveals itself as destiny's design. Her role, woven by powers she could never understand, is to guide The Destined One along the right course. But in the end, as doubt coils around her heart, she questions whether the choices she made have left her with nothing but ashes-or if the fiery and untamed Monkey King, Sun Wukong, is the very thing she needs to help rewrite her terrible fate. Will Ember let fate forever change The Destined One into an untamed, wild force of raw furious power, or will her own doubts turn the tide of his own destiny? Which path will she choose, and will The Destined One even heed her desires in the end? Or is the weight of his inherited obsession too overwhelming for him to resist... Relationships: Sun Wukong x OC/F!Reader The Destined One x OC/F!Reader A/N: The MC is an original character, however, skin and eye color will not be mentioned.

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Your wish is my command... Lots of people think that with these words, their life would change. Though, their not entirely wrong. Just be cautious, for when the wrong wishes are granted, there is only one path left for you to take: Doom. Olivia Lilan Wind; the crown princess of the Kingdom of Air. As the sole heir to one of the most powerful element and being mated to the next Lycan king, she's got a lot on her back. But what if she were to go to another dimension. Learn to coexist with the beings that live in that world. What if, she were to learn to love someone without being binded to mateship? Which path will she choose? For her Kingdom? Or for herself?

Tinitha Thumbwell, prodigy of BlueBell, somebody nobody expected to even set foot in the school. Everybody, including Tina, thought she was to be destined to be the chosen one, a tradition that has been passed down for centuries. But when she discovers it is not her, she seeks a different meaning of power. What is this strange power? Who is the Chosen One if not Tina? Read to find out!

They say blood is life. But what if yours was never alive to begin with? Nyra's hands have always been cold. Her palms, too pale. Her veins, too silent. In class, in the hallways, even under the sun-her body carries no warmth, no blush of color. She thought it was strange. She thought it was harmless. Until the mirror smiled back at her. Now, shadows whisper her name, crimson tonics stir in the kitchen, and her mother's gentle voice hides secrets sharp enough to cut. Something ancient stirs in her veins, something rare enough to be feared... and hunted. As the thin line between reflection and reality begins to shatter, Nyra must face a terrifying truth: She doesn't just carry blood. She carries their blood. The blood of the Noctari. The blood of the rare one. And once it awakens, there's no turning back.

High School sucks; especially if you happened to be the Fledgling granddaughter of the famous Count Dracula who was the Headmaster of the most prestigious Vampire boarding school

She came as a broken legend. She returned as a mother still waiting. And before her stood a figure-too familiar to be a stranger, too strange to be called love. A tale of what has fallen, yet never truly gone. Of love that lingers in the quiet folds of time. story by me @yorugameari Black Myth: Wukong belongs Game Science