Another Word For Destined Novels & Stories

He caressed her swollen lips with his thumb and smiled in satisfaction as he stared at her dazed gaze. Frank, Ed and Shadow were staring wide eyed. ‘Did he just??’ “Look” Sarah excited pulled Frank and pointed at the sky. A shooting star flashed over their heads. Sarah looked toward Ben in anticipation. Ben was still passionately kissing Dana. “They really are destined!” Sarah clapped her hands in excitement. “Uh?” Shadow looked confused. “Haven’t you heard?” Sarah rolled her eyes “Shooting star will only pass over a kissing couple if they are destined for each other.”

Fuck, I hate him. "Destiny,” Raven mumbles, looking at her now-half cup. “What are you talking about, Rave?” I questioned her. “Destiny. Intertwined destiny,” she says, looking up at the both of us. “I think his destiny is intertwined with yours, just like mine and yours are.” A chill passed down my spine, and I shivered. “Rave?” I look at her, deeply staring into her eyes. There’s something there. Something I can’t even begin to explain.

I smiled softly at him. He stared into my eyes once more as if trying to look into my soul before beginning. "Fated is short for fated mates, and I believe they're known as soul mates or twin flames in the human world. A fated mate is someone who is your perfect match; your fated was created to mold perfectly to you, two halves to a whole. In our case, however, it's a four to one ratio. You were created for us, and we were created for you."

Her eyes burning with desire. " Celeste I don't think I am explaining this right. There are times where I want to use you like a slut or a one nightstand only focused on my pleasure not caring if I hurt you. You deserve to be treated like a queen. I rushed sex with you and I shouldn't have. You were waiting your viginity was not mine to take. Now becuase I am such a screw up I might have gotten you pregnant. If so you are going to be tied to me forever. I did not give you a choice."

The hell is she doing, touching and caressing Karious' arms and chest? "Oh, I know that one! It's destiny!" his response. I shook my head. "Who really believes in destiny, anyway? If two people meet for the third time, I'd say it's intentional. It could be the intention of forces beyond us, or it could even be the intention of the people around us. No one can tell," I shrugged nonchalantly. "That would be fate," Wenzell commented. "Tss. I would make it seem like everything was a destiny or whatever fate you are talking about," I said with a sigh. "So, the third time we'll meet will be at his company."

But there's a certain pull, an undeniable connection that makes me want to believe him. I push open the door to my apartment, the dimly lit space offering me a sense of familiarity and comfort. As I shed my coat and kick off my shoes, I let my mind wander back to the conversation earlier tonight. "We were meant to be," Michael's words ring in my ears. "Just like you and Jayleen are." Meant to be. The phrase is heavy, weighted with a sense of destiny and fate. It's overwhelming, daunting even. But why does it also feel so right?

When the pain finally stopped, he looked down to find the the word Bound etched in ancient greek across his chest. "What in bloody jack's name is the meaning of this?" he said still fuming "Call it Plan b" she said smiling like a mischievous child "This is to make sure that you don't go back on your word!" "You bitch!" he roared "For someone who's giving you a purpose" she said turning away from him "You sure are an ungrateful wretch!" "Purpose!" He spat out, veins on his neck popping in anger "You've fucking caged me!, you'd bind me like an animal?!"

She asked herself but the answer is nothing except hurting him at the end. She thought he would’ve fallen in love with someone else in these past years but he didn’t just like her. Even for her, life is tough. But he got all the chances to get himself another woman but he waited for her, not intentionally. Is this called destiny? Once Charlotte prayed to God that she has been with her parents and Jaxson lifelong, after seeing the shooting star. But her prayers didn’t happen and she loved all her faith in the Almighty. They again met now; she wondered what Jaxson had prayed at that time.

something that has been waiting for us to find each other. Emilia struggled to find words, her thoughts swirling with the enormity of Ryder's declaration. She felt a tug deep within her soul, a resonance that echoed his words in a way that she couldn't deny. The concept of being someone's destined mate was both thrilling and overwhelming, yet she couldn't deny the truth resonating deep within her. As she absorbed his words, she realized that her life had taken on a new meaning, guided by a bond that surpassed her wildest dream.

resonated through the cosmic agora, as the oracle unveiled glimpses of the intertwined destinies that shaped the cosmic odyssey. Guided by the cosmic prophecies, the travelers discovered cosmic nexuses, points in the cosmic web where destinies converged and diverged. Conversations among them became explorations of cosmic possibilities, simple words like "nexus of fates" and "interstellar crossroads" defining the significance of these celestial junctures.