All Chapters of Her fated lover: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“Disaster disasters is about to strike. Be prepared, a blood bath is about to come. The gods have obscured everything but there is just one thing clear. Death is coming.” The seer stood up from his seated position, his eyes turning and becoming normal. Peering into the secrets of the heavens was becoming more and more troublesome. This was especially more ever since the savior was born. The gods did not want to give a clue as to what was to happen. The only way to be safe, was to walk hand in hand with the savior.”Chilemba moved from where he was seated at the voice of the seer. They had lived in the congo basin forest for so long that he did not know otherwise. The forest here was good as a place to not just hide but to live well and survive. The game and everything. They had known that a time would come when the very ground they stood on would shift, but they did not imagine it would be that soon.“Seer, are you saying that the only way we ca

The next day when she had come for work, she headed straight to his office. She had to get off with the apology and at least have some peace in her mind. Getting to the office, Enoch this time welcomed her more calmly than before. He did not eve stare at her anymore, almost as if he was bowing before her and giving her respect. Inside, she found Ryan seated, busy with his work. He looked so regal and royal as he sat there and focused on his work.His side profile, eye catching. She felt herself swallow as she looked at him. He raised his head, to meet her eyes. He still looked stern, and maybe a little angry at her after yesterday. “Good morning, sir” she said as she moved towards him. “Really, now we have come back to sir Leila?”Okay, now she did not even know what the hell was going on. “Um, I’m sorry about yesterday. I did not mean to insinuate that you are a liar. At that time, I did not even know what I was thinking. In as much

The whole compound looked festive as they alighted from the car. The woods covering the palace so fresh and inviting that she could feel the stirrings of a desire to run through it. The servants received them and went on to report them. They had arrived just about lunchtime and were taken directly to the dining table. There, they met Estella and Thapelo, dressed majestically in an inviting manner. They looked as majestic as ever.The place looked festive as they had decorated the rooms. It looked out of this world. The large chandelier hanging from the top, sending soft light downwards. The huge windows by the sides drawn, providing sunlight through. The place looked sophisticated as well as comfortable. Estella and Thapelo stood and walked towards them.“Good afternoon son, I trust your journey was, okay?” said Estella as she stood on her tiptoes to kiss Ryan on the cheek. Afterwards, she turned to her and hugged her warmly. “And this must be Leila,

By the time Ryan came up, he found her already asleep. She slept curled on the bed, occupying just one portion of the bed, leaving the other larger part extensively unused. Sitting on his bed, he felt a headache beginning to form. The Victorians were becoming stronger. The presence of a healer had set them on a higher pedestal and now they wanted more. They wanted war. This issues really came at a bad time and he knew that he had to put his priorities right. They could not just keep on letting the Victorians push them around. They had to make a statement of power.Reducing his clothes to his briefs, he climbed onto the bed and held her in his arms. She was deep asleep, as shown by her soft snores. She turned and hugged him back tightly. This did make him feel important. Like she could actually depend on him. On the other hand, he was surer than ever before that she was the savior, they had all been waiting for. As fate had it, she was meant to be there with them, in this pack

Ryan watched her as she walked down the aisle towards him. It still felt surreal how a handful of days ago, he had never even met her, but now, she was coming to him. They were to be united under the goddess of love, blessed to carry royalty in their blood. The path was lined with white pillars, on top of which there were vases of flowers. Each vase holding a mix of flowers. They all looked exotic, and he could imagine how carefully they had been sorted.But no matter how exotic they looked; they did not hold a candle to her. No, his Leila looked like an angel dropped from heaven. When he had heard that she was on the aisle, no, it was not heard, when he had felt her scent. His blood had started rushing wildly. Heartbeat increasing with excitement, today she would be his. Then he lifted his eyes slowly, which rested on the hem of her dress. The dress was long enough to cover her feet but the occasional rising of the dress as she walked allowed him to spot the leather sandals