A Fated Encounter Novels & Stories

“I think people meet through a mix of all three. Fate brings them to the doorstep, coincidence is when they open the door, and choice decides whether they stay.” Leo whistled. “Deep. I was expecting a whole proverb from you.” Kara’s thoughts drifted to the moment she met Jairo. It felt exactly like Desmond described, something bigger than coincidence. Fate. She was about to take the next turn when Ann quickly spoke. “I want to go next.” She nodded and leaned back again, letting Jairo tighten his hold around her. “You good?” he whispered near her ear. She hummed, and he pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head. Warmth fluttered in her stomach.

her eyes were misty as she asked. "Zenia, I want you to know that we are fated" He replied instead "Fated?!"she scoffed. "What fucking fate?" "I do not know why, I do not know how I got invovled with a feeble human like you, but all I can say for now is that we are fated"he continued despite her reaction. "The fate you talk about has destroyed me!"she yelled, tears finally leaving her eyes. "Maybe because you run away from it" he suggested.

" Your Fated Love" " My Fated Love, not even a God pulled us apart" " I love you" We joined our lips and get lost in it. I don't how it happened when this happened but I seriously think of it as or Fate because after working for months in his office I never met him yet alone saw him ever. But one day out of nowhere I was appointed as his assistant. Not just that he even fired me but still I don't know how I ended up in his office unconscious. He bring me to his house, gave me the care I craved and the family I wished for and not to forget the love I never imagined.

I stuttered, he stopped walking towards me and ran his hands through his unruly hair. “You were 16, you were a kid. We haven’t had a pair of fated mates in this pack since before your father was Alpha, I’ve been researching for two years about what this would mean for you, for us.” “Well…what did you find?” “Not much, just that fated mates are two souls blessed by the moon goddess with her magic link she pulls from nature, those texts are safely guarded by the witches of the world. None of the witches I’ve traveled to see would let me anywhere near them.” His head hung low.

Rahul came back to the pack and he says he wants to tell us something important, so today we're at a restaurant eating dinner while he starts telling us his big news. With every word that comes out of his mouth, I get more and more bitter. And more and more fucking jealous. Rahul found his fated mate. I know I shouldn't be jealous of something I've had for months, but it's impossible not to because Rahul is describing a literally perfect fated encounter, like the stories they tell in schools to inspire us and make us long for something as beautiful as a fated bond. Everything about his encounter with his stupid fated mate has been absolutely perfect, they love each other and will be together

Later, at the Meeting When we arrived at the restaurant, the atmosphere felt heavy, and I could feel my nerves getting the best of me. Ethan led me to a private room at the back of the restaurant. There, sitting at the table, was a woman I didn’t recognize. She was elegantly dressed, with a poised yet cold demeanor. Her eyes flicked over to me as we entered, and I could immediately tell she wasn’t here for pleasantries. “This is Delilah,” Ethan said, his voice hard as he gestured toward her. “She’s my betrothed.”

“He acknowledged you for who you are my dear.” “As a Luna?” “As something far more ancient than that.” Evelyn blinked. “What does that mean?” Aleta handed her a mug of tea and gestured for her to sit. Evelyn obeyed, if only because her legs had started to tremble again. “Fated mates are rare,” Aleta said. “True ones. Not chosen pairings. Not political ties. Not comfort after war. But the kind that calls to your wolf before your mind understands what’s happening.”

“That sort of shit happens all the time, you know?” I crossed my arms over my chest. “What shit?” He leaned his back against the wall. “The moment you find someone you see as something more than a convenient fuck.” I gave him a look. “Except I didn't fuck her.” He chuckled. “But you want to. The process takes longer than usual, and you're willing to work for it.” I pinched the bridge of my nose. “And your point is?” He studied me. “Have you considered this thing between you two might be… fate?”

To survive meant surrendering, not just to fate, but to the woman who had already taken hold of his every waking thought. When he opened them again, the meadow had begun to dissolve into light. The Goddess’s final words followed him into the darkness: “Choose wisely. The fate of more than just yourself rests in your decision.”

Two people from two different worlds meet by coincidence and yet it felt like fate. Meeting you was fate , becoming your friend was a choice, but falling in love with you was beyond my control. END….