Accept Your Fate Novels & Stories

Like it's already decided which way this is going to break me. “‎Understood.” ‎That's it. ‎One word. ‎No argument, no manipulation or some desperate plea for me to reconsider. ‎Just... acceptance. ‎I stare at that single word like it might transform into something else if I wait long enough ,like it might reveal the trap hidden beneath its simplicity. ‎Another message appears.

“Fated mates were believed to be gone. It’s been decades since anyone has been blessed with one. Daya and I still don’t understand why we were chosen by the Moon Goddess. We have gone so long without fated mates, that nobody really remembers, or knows, how everything works.” “I never took you as the kind to take forever to get to the point, Darius. If you all don’t explain this to me in the next five seconds, I’m going to lose it and tear your heads off,” I threaten, feeling my claws extending. He presses out of his seat and returns my energy with his own threatening glare. “What Alpha Darius is trying to explain is that Emmy rejected you, but you never accepted her rejection,” Lucas chimes

I don't let them do anything else. Rhys makes a sound — low, involuntary, the sound of his side of it snapping too. "Accept it," I say. "Aud—" "Accept it, Rhys. Right now." He looks at me for a long moment with those wide eyes and whatever is sitting behind his expression that I am not going to spend any more of tonight trying to read. "I accept," he says. Quiet. Raw. "I, Rhys, accept the rejection." The last of it goes.

He explained. “Your Mom said something similar as well.” I said. “Well, the acceptance ceremony into the pack will take place in a few weeks but for now, you need to start training” He said. “And what if I do not want to be in your pack?” I asked and he groaned. “I think you don’t have much of a choice. Leaving here with three kids is the crazy shit of the century but it makes sense since it is you” He said and I roll my eyes.

Fate was a jerk, who would not accept being challenged, if someone rejected his first chance, then he might find his second, but if for whatever reason there was one more rejection, then that person would die and there was no known case where anyone had survived. "Just like I might trip now and break my neck." I shrugged. "Death hasn't scared me since I was 8 years old, when I killed for the first time, or else when I saw three of my friends die, one of them being in my arms. Either you accept that it's going to happen, sooner or later, or you stay your life trying to run away from something that is inevitable."

She turns toward him, her voice full of rage and desperation. “Accept it! Accept the fucking rejection, dammit!” Fury breathes heavily, clearly fighting the pain. I see it in his eyes, the war—the hesitation. “No, Fury,” I whisper, stepping closer, my hand brushing against his shoulder. “Don’t accept it. Don’t let her win like this.” He looks up at me, eyes glossy with unshed tears… but also shining with something else: relief. And then, he exhales. “I, Fury,” he rasps, “accept your rejection.”

Ace continued “He didn’t accept the real me. He rejected me. He will never accept if I stay like this.” “Ace, calm down. He may needs some time.” “He will only accept me if I am straight. He will not accept me as a gay.” Ace said in a sad tone. “I already told you, for him his reputation is the only thing that matters.” “Ace, he can’t stay like that forever. You are his son and he will eventually come for you.” Jacob assured. “My own father rejected me then how will others accept me?” “I accept you, Ace.” Jacob held his hand, assuring. “There is no need to be accepted by every fucking one in this society. The people, who truly loves you, accept you. Above all, it’s important to accept yourse

I said in a voice that even I didn’t recognize. Aunt Nikki stared at me with such calmness that I felt embarrassed about what I had just done. I sat down and dragged my fingers on my hair as frustration swallowed me whole. “I’m sorry,” I said unable to look at her after what I did to her. “I understand,” she said as she squeezed my knee. “But Mikey, Fate is something you are born with. No one can change that not even you. You make yourself believe that you can change it and even try all possible ways that you can think of just to change it only to realize in the end that you did not escape it at all and that you just took the longest and hardest route possible.”

Sabrina " You are not going to reject me." He stated, his voice a near-roar, and my heart did a flip in my chest. " You are my fated mate." " In this life, you can only be mine." He added, possessively, and I would be lying if I said I didn't feel anything, I did. " The moon goddess gifted you to me, and her decision is final. " " There won't be any rejection, and certainly, there won't be any divorce. " As his words sank in, foreign joy coursed through my veins, and so did relief.

"But i promise you one thing dear, with that voice of yours, no one will ever refuse you an audition. But there's a condition." Freya rolled her eyes. She knew this was coming. "Spit it out. There's always a condition." Ash smiled before admiring his artificial nails. "I'll get twenty percent of any profit you make." Without hesitating, Ericka nodded. "Deal!." --- Somewhere located in the out skirts of the city... "Bye mom!." Yvette waved excitedly before entering the school bus. Sasha smiled and waved back at her daughter before entering the house, her smile disappearing instantly.