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Fate Wrote His Name The Risk We Take
Chapter Seven – The Risk We Take(Fred’s POV)I could hear their footsteps outside the cave. Steady. Strong. Unstoppable.The soldiers were here.I held my breath, pressing myself against the cold stone wall. My heart was beating so hard it hurt. My hands were shaking, but I forced myself to stay quiet.Drake was beside me, still weak. His breath was shallow, his skin too pale. He hadn’t fully recovered from his injuries, and now… now they were here to finish him off.I listened as one of them spoke.“We know he’s inside,” a deep voice announced, loud enough for us to hear. “There’s no way out. He won’t last long.”Another soldier chuckled. “Yeah. He doesn’t have to fight us. The poison will do the job for us.”Poison?My stomach dropped. That’s why Drake was breathing so heavily.I didn’t know what it was—some kind of gas, maybe something in the air—something deadly to dragons.I turned to Drake. His fingers twitched. His body tensed. His breathing was getting worse.He was dying.I
Last Updated : 2025-03-14Fate Wrote His Name The Last Of His Kind
Chapter One: The Last Dragon(Drake’s POV)For centuries, they have hunted my kind.Once, dragons ruled the skies, our shadows stretching across kingdoms, our roars shaking the earth. But humans feared what they could not control. One by one, my kin fell—slaughtered by cowards who called themselves heroes. They carved our bones into weapons, melted our scales into armor, and told stories of their victories.Now, I am the last.Drake—the final dragon of this world. And they want to get rid of me too.The night was alive with laughter, the scent of roasted meats, the clinking of goblets filled with wine. From my perch above the city, I watched them celebrate, my golden eyes burning with quiet fury.The kingdom of Latin was rejoicing over something—some festival or foolish tradition. The palace was draped in golden banners, torches lighting up the night like fallen stars. Humans twirled across the grand courtyard, unaware of the monster lurking just beyond their walls.But I wasn’t here
Last Updated : 2025-02-28Fate Wrote His Name The Dragon’s Revenge
Chapter Two – Drake’s POVThe moment I landed in my lair, I dropped him.Fred hit the cold stone floor with a soft thud, his silver tunic pooling around him as he pushed himself up. The heat from the molten rivers flowing through the cavern cast an eerie glow, illuminating the jagged rock formations and the massive piles of gold and jewels behind me. My treasure hoard.He was an intruder. A human who didn’t belong here.And yet, he looked around, not with fear, but with something far more dangerous. Curiosity.I folded my wings, my golden eyes narrowing as I loomed over him. Why wasn’t he trembling?Did he not understand what had just happened? He had been stolen, ripped from his kingdom, taken by the last dragon in existence—a creature his kind had spent centuries hunting to extinction. And now, he was trapped in my domain, alone.His father would never reach him here. And still… he wasn’t afraid.Fred ran his fingers over a stone wall, tilting his head. “Your home is beautiful,” he
Last Updated : 2025-02-28Fate Wrote His Name The Song Of The Dragons
Chapter Three – The Song of the Dragons (Fred’s POV)I had never seen anything like this before.Drake’s lair was a world of its own—vast, endless, and pulsing with power. The stone walls weren’t ordinary rock; they shimmered faintly, like veins of molten gold ran beneath the surface. Giant pillars stretched toward the ceiling, some carved with ancient symbols, others scarred by claw marks so deep I could only imagine the battles that caused them.Lava flowed in rivers along the edges of the cavern, bubbling and glowing like captured sunlight. I stepped toward it, feeling the heat brush against my skin, but it didn’t burn.It was beautiful.I wandered deeper, taking in every detail—the treasures piled carelessly in corners, the weapons that looked too large for any human to wield, the strange, glowing plants that seemed to breathe with the lair itself. Every step I took echoed through the enormous space.I spun around in awe, stretching my arms out, letting the warmth fill my lungs. “
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Chapter Four – The Fire Within (Fred’s POV) The moment Drake pulled away from the hug, his warmth left me like a fire being snatched away in a storm. His golden eyes flickered with something unreadable, something deep—but in an instant, his expression hardened. “This changes nothing,” he said, his voice like thunder rolling through the cavern. “You should still fear me.” I tilted my head, amused. “Should I?” His jaw clenched. His entire presence was overwhelming—towering over me, wings half-flared, shadows of firelight dancing over his sharp features. Any sane man would have trembled beneath that deadly gaze. But I wasn’t afraid. I never had been. I crossed my arms, pretending to think. “Hmm… Maybe I should have let you die that day instead.” His entire body went rigid. For a brief second, I swore I saw something—something almost like a smile—flash across his face. But then it was gone, replaced by the same cold, unshaken mask he always wore. “You should have,” he muttered,
Last Updated : 2025-03-12Fate Wrote His Name The Fire In Our Hearts
Chapter Five – The Fire in Our Hearts (Fred’s POV) My hands were shaking. I could still feel the weight of the knife in my palm, the way it had cut through flesh, the awful, sickening warmth of blood on my fingers. I had killed him. Even though Drake’s large, warm hand still covered my eyes, blocking me from seeing the truth, I knew it was there. The body. The blood. The silence. A sob tore from my throat. My knees felt weak, my whole body trembling. I wasn’t ready for this. I wasn’t strong enough for this. “I... I killed him,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of my own ragged breathing. Drake didn’t let go of me. He held me firm, steady, as if afraid I would fall apart if he loosened his grip. His warmth surrounded me, shielding me from the cold reality of what I had done. His voice was low, soothing. “Fred.” I shook my head violently, tears slipping down my cheeks. “No. No, no, no... I— I didn’t mean to—” My chest ached, my breath coming in sha
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Fate Wrote His Name The Risk We Take
Chapter Seven – The Risk We Take(Fred’s POV)I could hear their footsteps outside the cave. Steady. Strong. Unstoppable.The soldiers were here.I held my breath, pressing myself against the cold stone wall. My heart was beating so hard it hurt. My hands were shaking, but I forced myself to stay quiet.Drake was beside me, still weak. His breath was shallow, his skin too pale. He hadn’t fully recovered from his injuries, and now… now they were here to finish him off.I listened as one of them spoke.“We know he’s inside,” a deep voice announced, loud enough for us to hear. “There’s no way out. He won’t last long.”Another soldier chuckled. “Yeah. He doesn’t have to fight us. The poison will do the job for us.”Poison?My stomach dropped. That’s why Drake was breathing so heavily.I didn’t know what it was—some kind of gas, maybe something in the air—something deadly to dragons.I turned to Drake. His fingers twitched. His body tensed. His breathing was getting worse.He was dying.I
Fate Wrote His Name The Love
Chapter Six – A Dangerous Love(Fred’s POV)The night air was cool, and the stars twinkled like tiny embers in the dark sky. The cave felt warmer than usual, probably because of the fire burning in the center, casting long, flickering shadows on the walls.Drake sat beside me, his large frame relaxed for once, his golden eyes reflecting the flames. I had never seen him this way before—so at ease, so unguarded.I nudged him with my elbow. “You look almost… normal.”He arched an eyebrow. “Almost?”I smirked. “Yeah, almost. If I ignore the wings, the fangs, the claws, and the whole ‘I’m a dragon’ thing.”Drake scoffed, but there was a glint of amusement in his eyes. “And you look almost… tolerable.”I gasped dramatically. “How dare you?”Before I could react, he shoved me lightly, causing me to stumble. But I wasn’t about to let him win so easily. I lunged at him, tackling him to the ground. He didn’t even try to resist—he let me push him, let me straddle him as if humoring me.“You’re r
Fate Wrote His Name The Fire In Our Hearts
Chapter Five – The Fire in Our Hearts (Fred’s POV) My hands were shaking. I could still feel the weight of the knife in my palm, the way it had cut through flesh, the awful, sickening warmth of blood on my fingers. I had killed him. Even though Drake’s large, warm hand still covered my eyes, blocking me from seeing the truth, I knew it was there. The body. The blood. The silence. A sob tore from my throat. My knees felt weak, my whole body trembling. I wasn’t ready for this. I wasn’t strong enough for this. “I... I killed him,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of my own ragged breathing. Drake didn’t let go of me. He held me firm, steady, as if afraid I would fall apart if he loosened his grip. His warmth surrounded me, shielding me from the cold reality of what I had done. His voice was low, soothing. “Fred.” I shook my head violently, tears slipping down my cheeks. “No. No, no, no... I— I didn’t mean to—” My chest ached, my breath coming in sha
Fate Wrote His Name The Fire Within
Chapter Four – The Fire Within (Fred’s POV) The moment Drake pulled away from the hug, his warmth left me like a fire being snatched away in a storm. His golden eyes flickered with something unreadable, something deep—but in an instant, his expression hardened. “This changes nothing,” he said, his voice like thunder rolling through the cavern. “You should still fear me.” I tilted my head, amused. “Should I?” His jaw clenched. His entire presence was overwhelming—towering over me, wings half-flared, shadows of firelight dancing over his sharp features. Any sane man would have trembled beneath that deadly gaze. But I wasn’t afraid. I never had been. I crossed my arms, pretending to think. “Hmm… Maybe I should have let you die that day instead.” His entire body went rigid. For a brief second, I swore I saw something—something almost like a smile—flash across his face. But then it was gone, replaced by the same cold, unshaken mask he always wore. “You should have,” he muttered,
Fate Wrote His Name The Song Of The Dragons
Chapter Three – The Song of the Dragons (Fred’s POV)I had never seen anything like this before.Drake’s lair was a world of its own—vast, endless, and pulsing with power. The stone walls weren’t ordinary rock; they shimmered faintly, like veins of molten gold ran beneath the surface. Giant pillars stretched toward the ceiling, some carved with ancient symbols, others scarred by claw marks so deep I could only imagine the battles that caused them.Lava flowed in rivers along the edges of the cavern, bubbling and glowing like captured sunlight. I stepped toward it, feeling the heat brush against my skin, but it didn’t burn.It was beautiful.I wandered deeper, taking in every detail—the treasures piled carelessly in corners, the weapons that looked too large for any human to wield, the strange, glowing plants that seemed to breathe with the lair itself. Every step I took echoed through the enormous space.I spun around in awe, stretching my arms out, letting the warmth fill my lungs. “
Fate Wrote His Name The Dragon’s Revenge
Chapter Two – Drake’s POVThe moment I landed in my lair, I dropped him.Fred hit the cold stone floor with a soft thud, his silver tunic pooling around him as he pushed himself up. The heat from the molten rivers flowing through the cavern cast an eerie glow, illuminating the jagged rock formations and the massive piles of gold and jewels behind me. My treasure hoard.He was an intruder. A human who didn’t belong here.And yet, he looked around, not with fear, but with something far more dangerous. Curiosity.I folded my wings, my golden eyes narrowing as I loomed over him. Why wasn’t he trembling?Did he not understand what had just happened? He had been stolen, ripped from his kingdom, taken by the last dragon in existence—a creature his kind had spent centuries hunting to extinction. And now, he was trapped in my domain, alone.His father would never reach him here. And still… he wasn’t afraid.Fred ran his fingers over a stone wall, tilting his head. “Your home is beautiful,” he
Fate Wrote His Name The Last Of His Kind
Chapter One: The Last Dragon(Drake’s POV)For centuries, they have hunted my kind.Once, dragons ruled the skies, our shadows stretching across kingdoms, our roars shaking the earth. But humans feared what they could not control. One by one, my kin fell—slaughtered by cowards who called themselves heroes. They carved our bones into weapons, melted our scales into armor, and told stories of their victories.Now, I am the last.Drake—the final dragon of this world. And they want to get rid of me too.The night was alive with laughter, the scent of roasted meats, the clinking of goblets filled with wine. From my perch above the city, I watched them celebrate, my golden eyes burning with quiet fury.The kingdom of Latin was rejoicing over something—some festival or foolish tradition. The palace was draped in golden banners, torches lighting up the night like fallen stars. Humans twirled across the grand courtyard, unaware of the monster lurking just beyond their walls.But I wasn’t here
