A Fate Rewritten Novels & Stories

I looked between the two names and then at Adrian. “Why are our names on this?” He took the parchment from my father's hands. “Because this isn't a list of people connected to the Order.” “Then what is it?” “A list of people whose fates have been altered.” The words immediately reminded me of what my father had told me earlier about souls returning when their fate was disturbed. I pointed toward the parchment. “Is this connected to the keys?” Adrian's expression changed. “You know about the keys?” I realized my mistake as soon as the words left my mouth.

Patricia? Her voice snapped me back to reality. I felt my heartbeat pounding rapidly, powerful and alive. I realized I was reborn, given a second chance at this life. Looking at the longing written all over her face, I said coldly, "You're an adult. Make your own decisions. Don't ask me." She clearly did not expect such a blunt response. Her eyes reddened instantly. I shot her a mocking glance. If she was so eager to throw herself into danger, I had no reason to stop her.

Isadora’s POV I froze. “In my past life, you didn’t just marry me. You tricked your way into my bed. Pretended to be innocent. And ended up pregnant—with my son. Leo.” My blood turned to ice. Cassian had been reborn too. My voice caught in my throat. “You…?” He didn’t answer. Just stared at me, like the memory still burned behind his eyes. So that was it. Maybe we both died. Or maybe my second chance had somehow dragged him back with me. I didn’t know.

I say. Fate’s gaze snaps back to me. “Then what is?” I meet his eyes. “Weight.” The word settles like gravity. Fate stiffens. “He acted.” “Yes,” I agree. “And he carried the cost.” Silence hums between us. “He has not yet outweighed.” The realization moves through Fate like a blade. “You mean,” he begins. “Yes,” I say. “He has altered outcomes, but he absorbed the imbalance himself instead of releasing it into the world. The scales remain level for now. The Weave has no justification to bind him.”

“Hear that? We’re not just a glitch. We’re a problem.” ​“For you,” I whispered to the void. ​The world around us groaned. The silver-eyed man shouted, “The frame is reacting! It’s not just testing anymore. It’s preparing to rewrite!” ​“Rewrite what?” I asked. ​“Outcome,” he said. “Probability. Fate itself.” ​Kieran went still. “Kaia,” he said quietly. “If it can’t take us apart, it may change the rules around us. Make a future where we don’t fit.”

My mind kept drifting back to the scroll hidden in the basement, to the runes I had drawn on the floor. I had found the scroll hidden among my grandmother's things after she died. It was ancient, written in a language that had taken me weeks to decipher. It spoke of the Fates—Abraxas, the Fate of Life; Kaius, the Fate of Death; and Ryuu, the Fate of Destiny. The Fates ruled the universe, deciding the course of every life, every death, every destiny. The scroll claimed that one could summon a Fate and ask for a boon. But it came with a warning: to call on a Fate was to risk death. I didn't care about the risk. If I didn't do something, I would be exposed as a Shade during my first shift, and

"What was the point of everything—of the curse, of the choices, of me coming here—if he's just going to die anyway? That wasn't the plan. That can't be the plan." Iris was quiet for a long moment, her green eyes studying Gianna with an intensity that made her feel like she was being read, analyzed, judged. "It's fate," Iris finally said. "We can't rewrite it. The curse was laid down centuries ago, and the threads it created are woven through time itself. We cannot simply undo what has been done." She paused, and when she spoke again, there was something almost like compassion in her voice.

I am sorry for not being there and for not being able to tell you anything. I was so happy when you called me dad. I was waiting for that day but unfortunately, I will not be there to see my little girl turn into a lady. I wish I will be there to correct my mistakes and make amendments but I just hope you will forgive me. You know, we all have roles to play in this life but we decided which role to play. we are all protagonist in our movie and also an antagonist to others. The first day I saw you, I knew that something great was coming but I couldn't place a hand on it.

Trust me. "Bye then." I disconnected the call and stood up from the couch. A maid of mine walked towards me and handed me a glass of wine as ordered. I took a sip from it and thought of tonight. Yeah it's gonna be fun....