A Fate Rewritten Novels & Stories

Then, expressionless, I told him, “People’s inherent flaws are in their bones. Sooner or later, they will surface. Asking this is meaningless.” Joel smiled bitterly, rubbed his face, and left. Not long after, Yorks Corporation filed for bankruptcy. On the way back home with his parents, Joel was involved in a car accident. Perhaps it was karmic retribution. A head injury left him deaf, and his left leg could no longer walk normally. He became partially disabled. His parents were fine, just minor concussions that would heal with time. Someone in the hospital said, “Joel lay on the bed, crying and laughing at the same time, muttering over and over that this was retribution to what he had done.

I felt something waking up inside me. My body started to glow. Massive divine power crashed into me like a tsunami. My eyes turned silver. My hair shone like moonlight. A sacred, booming voice echoed in the sky. "Ianthe, Goddess of the Underworld. Banished a millennium ago for shattering the Soul Spring. You have survived ten lifetimes of trials. Today, your godhood is restored. Welcome back to the Underworld." Memories rushed back. I remembered everything. My real identity. Why I fell from grace. And... Orion. He protected me in every single lifetime.

my father growls and walks to the wolf and slits his throat with a claw. I see my mother scream clutching her head, but the witch removes her cloak and whispers. The body of the dead wolf burns and disappears. My father and mother are looking at each other and they both scream as the witch forces the new reality in them before they embrace again like they were mates who had finally found each other. I gasp and look at the witch. "What did you show me?" "That was my sister, Tabitha. Foolish girl. Breaking a mating bond out of fear. She would have been powerful if she was not a coward."

She didn't know who he was, she had never met him before but she knew right there and then that he was her mate. She didn't admire his features for long as she immediately moved away when she heard him call out. “You…” Fear immediately gripped her and she stood straight. She bowed immediately and apologized. “Forgive me, I… it wasn't intentional”. She quickly explained but he remained quiet. 'how is this possible? The moon goddess said I didn't have a fated mate but I'm very sure I feel the mate bond with her. Did she really give me a chance'? He thought still looking at her trying very hard to hide the shock he was feeling.

Her fingers curled tighter around the fading warmth of his memory, a lifeline stronger than any magic. The air shimmered, and the Spiral’s pulse quickened, the fractal creature stepping forward with a voice like collapsing stars. “You cannot untangle what is bound by fate,” it whispered, a cruel lullaby woven with inevitability. But Selena’s voice cut through the darkness, fierce and resolute. “Fate is nothing but the stories we tell ourselves to feel safe. I will rewrite this ending.” Her words struck the void like lightning, sparking threads of possibility that twisted and writhed, resisting the Spiral’s cold dominion.

Rhea suddenly perked up, now awake, now wide awake and practically bouncing with excitement in my head. I didn’t know what to feel. The Lycan Prince? Mated to me? “Oh my… But I- I- wasn’t expecting it.” “Yes my love… Having a second chance mate is very rare. The moon goddess definitely blessed you with him.” Rhea answered warmly. “But what if he rejects me just like Jackson?” “He won't, my dear. He’s not as wicked as Jackson. Just have faith.” She assured me gently. I wanted to believe Rhea, but I couldn’t. Was the moon goddess joking with me? First she made Alpha Jackson my mate and he rejected me, now not even an Alpha but a Lycan. This would never work out.

, he added looking at the girl, before leaving. “NO, NO, YOU CAN NOT DO THIS TO ME. NO!”, the man screamed in fear. “You don’t need to tell us what we can do or what not. Just stop begging already. Use your last seconds in recalling the good moments of your life, because I can tell that you will never be sent here again. The sins of yours must have reached enough high to get you a permanent bed in hell. And don’t worry about your family they were never happy being known by your name. About their expenses, the money you got from betraying us will be sent to them and we will use your life as our payback.”.

) Asha is guiding the flow of the battle by giving commands. Fylgja, the weakest of them, was injured by one of Dómr’s ice crystal magic. Forsjá immediately pulled her back to take cover at their battle formation, healing Fylgja’s wounds with her magic. As Dómr shoots more ice crystals, strangely, some ice crystals missed their targets and some breaks to pieces before they could reach them. It seems Felix and Fortuna defended them with their good and bad luck manipulation ability. Since his magic failed to land his target, Dómr shifted to close combat by lunging towards their formation— and was blocked by Pearl’s invisible body.

“She didn’t mean murder. She said Fate. Like some shit was already written. Already moving. And Kat—she’s part of it. Mirelda said to keep her close. She might be the knife, but she’s also the shield.” I stared at him. For once, Valentino didn’t have his usual smirk. Just something haunted behind his eyes. “Fuck fate,” I muttered. “We’re rewriting it.” I turned, stormed out before I could choke on whatever the hell that meant. My boots echoed through the hallway. I passed Kat in the kitchen, laughing with Malva and Lucas like she didn’t just shake the bones of the fucking universe. Past Lucas, who looked up like he knew I was about to break the world again.