A Fate Rewritten Novels & Stories

She mumbled to herself as she got up from her place with a sarcastic smile on her face and threw the letter on the table. "If there truly is another door that would open up for me, shall I consider this letter as that door?" She mumbled to herself and wiped the tears off her cheeks. "In these ten days, I have seen the worst days, the lowest point of my life. I lost my job and my father is on the brink of death," She shrug her shoulder as she looked down on the crumpled up letter she threw - "But if all this had the slightest hope to change then I will be stubborn enough to grab it." She gathered all her courage and decided to pay a visit to the person who was so glad as to invite her.

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.

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.

"What could be worse than losing her?" The Witch fell silent. After a long moment, she nodded. "Very well. Follow me." In the temple's secret chamber, an ancient stone stood in the center, covered in dense, glowing runes. "This ritual is called Fate's Unraveling." The Witch's voice was grim. "This isn't resurrection. It is a violent twisting of the timeline. A single thread pulled from the tapestry of fate, sending your soul back to a single moment." "Back to the past?" My heart hammered in my chest.

END OF FLASHBACK. My life changed after Amal and I won the baking competition, my habits, my heart, my life, and everything about me transformed. I’m no longer the Afraah people know, I don’t belong behind the counter anymore, I own my world and rule it. The last five years were very hard for me, anytime I close my eyes all I see is Khalil’s image and whenever a place gets silent all I hear is the words of Rayan 'Khalil is no more' I couldn’t even sleep even if I try, sleep was something I had to learn how to do again, both sleep and live.