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Heavenly Fate

My life, my destiny or better still my fate was already written and decided. I never felt happy knowing that I wasn't living my life the way I wanted but the way it was fated to be. I felt like a puppet, being controlled by someone great. My only purpose of existence was to serve as a guard to someone who was extremely powerful and doesn't even need me. Hahaha, I feel like a joke. My entire life is.... Alora Smith is an African American woman who thought life was going great until she met the tall, dark and deadly stranger who took her out of her protective city into a world of impending danger. Overnight, she was dragged into a world of hell, where heavenly beings were at war, she thought she was just another human caught up in an imaginary world, but could she be wrong? Would Alora let the three Moriai( the sisters of fate) defeated her or would she defeat them and change her destiny? Find out more in the first book of the Children Of A.

Miss_Black05 · Kỳ huyễn
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Stranger Called Blade

Blinking repeatedly, I tried to prevent my body from falling into exhaustion.

The adrenaline that was coursing through my veins and kept me awake and alert suddenly disappeared,fear and exhaustion replaced it.

I forced my eyes open as they closed, I was either going to pass out or my weak hands will fail me. None of these options were favourable, I started shaking my head vigorously to stay wake.

My palms began to sweat as the wire started to slip from my hand.

I gasped in shock, no matter the situation, my hands would never sweat.

My body was acting strangely and I fought very bravely to take control and stay in charge,but no matter what I did every last one of my actions seemed futile. Tears made my sights blurry as my heart sank when I realized..... I'm tired of fighting to take control.

My eyes slowly began to close, the wire finally slipped out of my sweaty, bloody and exhausted hands and I fell, allowing the exhaustion to swallow me as I became unconscious.

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He ran as hard as he could. He stopped gasping for breath. He continued to run up the stairs and almost stumbled but he didn't stop, she dying now wasn't the plan. 

The plan?

What plan?

Why does he keep saying strange stuff, who was she and why was her dying not an option?

Deep down he knew he had to save her at all costs.

Finally getting to his destination, he kicked the door down expecting to find her close to the window holding on tight to her dear life only to discover he miscalculated and got into the wrong room.

"Damn it ! " He loudly cursed when he saw her at the other end of the building already falling.

" Why does she keep falling? Isn't there anything you can do but fall? "He asked talking to no one in particular, he wouldn't make it on time he thought.

Suddenly the whole building became quiet and he noticed that she was suspended in air. Time stopped!

What time stopped?

"Holy Mother of Mo_ses!" He was astonished.

A voice chuckled "It's Holy Mother of Jesus" the voice corrected "And I don't understand why I'm correcting a curse word"

" What are you doing Arakiel? Why are you wasting time paying around? I told you to stop messing with the girl, her powers can't awaken yet stop forcefully testing her." The voice scolded.

"Uh? Who are you and where are you talking from and who's is Arakiel?" He asked frantically looking around.

The voice was silent for a minute before sighing " It's just the human " The voice said disappointed.

He frowned "I don't know who you are or how you managed to stop time or whatever this is, but I feel like I need to stop her from dying." He said to the voice. There was no response and he could almost hear the sound of crickets.

He hissed " I don't have time for this."

He didn't waste anymore time as he dashed across the building towards her, this was a divine opportunity one he plan to make a very good use of. He didn't care who that voice belonged to or who was responsible for stopping time, that he would think about later.

He was there in a minute kicking down the door to the room she was currently suspended in front of and he grabbed her right on time, right before everything resumed to normal. He breathed out relieved, glad he got to her on time and saved the world from going crazy due to what they would have discovered if she had fallen.

He frowned again, discovered?

His relieve was short live when he felt her sweaty palm start to slip out of his hand.

Down there, everyone was watching the show and was pretty amazed at the guy that came out of nowhere to safe her. The way he broke the window at the fifteenth floor and grabbed the falling girl was like a scene out of a movie, they began to wonder when and how he got into the building. They were happy that she was okay but their happiness was short lived as they saw him slipping out of the window trying to hold her properly and everyone gasped in unison.

Meanwhile, the hero gasped in pain when he felt his wound opening, it was just early this morning that a cop shot him in his arm.

His white shirt started to darken and blood began to pour out of the open wound.

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I was expecting the blinding lights from heaven to pour out and envelope me or the screams from hell, any indication that I was already dead, but non came.

I felt something warm land on my head and it tickled down touching my lips.

I opened my eyes and saw someone holding on to the window panel to prevent both of us from falling. My eyes widened when I realized it was blood and he was bleeding.

He noticed I was awake and he glared at me.

"Try helping me out here, you weigh too much, I can't hold on any longer. "

"Mr..Mr stranger, is that you? " I asked dumbly, recognizing the voice and that baseball cap. "What are you doing here?"

"Keep quiet and pull yourself up. " He replied as he ignored my question.

Yup, it's him. Same aggressive behavior.

"How am I going to do that? " I asked again.

He groaned as he felt the tear on his palm that was holding the window panel.

"I don't know either, I guess we going to die together. I was so stupid trying to come and safe you. "

I frowned upon hearing what he said.

We both looked up when we heard the door fling open and cops filled the room.

I felt him freeze like he was scared of something.

"What's wrong?"

"I fear the cops will recognize me because my cap fell off my head when I leapt to grab you. "

Huh?

One of the officer took hold of his hand and pulled while another reached out for me.

I felt my feet touch solid ground in what felt like years and I began to cry as the paramedic surrounded me.

He turned to go when he saw that we were both safe.

Someone grabbed him and he froze.

"Sir, you are injured, let someone see to the hero of the day. " The officer said.

Another cop joined the conversation on hearing his partner.

"Yeah, you're really injured " The cop turned the hero towards him inspecting his wound.

"Is that a bullet wound? Sir, how did you get that? "

The hero groaned internally, turned and ran.

"Why did he run? " The first officer asked bemused.

The second officer eyes went wide as realization dawned on him "Because he's Blade. Blade is in this building, somebody get him."

The cops immediately ran in the direction Blade went as they heard their most wanted criminal was close within their reach.