Believe In Fate Novels & Stories

He looked like I just didn’t get something. “Cindy, I think you don’t quite get it. I know you’re sorry about your actions. But us being engaged means so much to me. You and Kayla are the most important people in my life. I would want you to know immediately if something good or bad happens to any of you.” He sighed. “It just hurts to know that you wouldn’t instinctively turn to me if you are in any kind of trouble, that’s all I’m trying to explain to you.”

"Noah Gabriel . This is the day. A new beginning. Even if you love Benjamin so much, you know him, you understand him, but lets say its a new start. From zero. From tonight, he wont be your boyfriend. He would be your husband. The one to stay by your side forever just like you. The vows, the promises you make tonight, make sure to fulfil them always. When you promise to stay by his side in sickness and in health. When you promise to support him in rich or poor. When you have to promise him to wait for him and trust him in his job. When you have to believe him with everything he tells you. You can ask him but you cant confront him out of jealousy of any rumour.

“I kind of like the idea that the universe is smiling on the two of us being together. What about you? Do you believe it was fate?” Aiden sipped his wine thoughtfully, his hazel eyes dark with thought. Slowly, he set his glass down and leaned forward as if he were telling me a secret. “Up until a little under three weeks ago, I used to believe that fate was a word that the hopeless used to describe random chance. That fate was just a coward's way of hoping for the future or explaining the past. It didn't have any substance or meaning.” “What happened three weeks ago that changed your mind?”

He can't go against the will of the goddess. We might not be having a clear plan right now but I believe in fate. Fate will bring us together. That us the positive mindset that I should keep so that I don't lose hope.

His instinct only tells one thing to do. Survive. But on that fateful day, he met his goddess of fortunes as his savior. His life rescuer. Someone who has destined to be his home. A safe haven for him. Ever since that day, his feet entered her life. If Sister Hua didn't show up that day, his fate probably ended it up in the sewers or even worse. He could be a pocket thief or a beggar. Busying himself begging on the street with no future. Now, slowly, with a straight head, his path life was steady and clear. He no longer feels scared of what future has hold for him ahead.

Luke felt confused and became silent. "I believe in fate, though maybe many people don't believe in it. But I believe in fate. Every man’s life has been arranged by God. It is Zora’s destined catastrophe so she cannot avoid it! As you have said, if Kingsley had taken her to a better place, then she would not have died. Or if Cathy hadn’t revealed her wealth when she went there, Zora would not have died. Or if Cathy had disdained to go to such a poor area, Zora would not have died.

After thinking for a while, Nathan was ready to give Amada an answer. "What should I say? I never believed in fate until I met you that night." "What do you mean?" Amada made a confused expression. "The fact that I came across you by chance while being attacked by delinquents." Nathan slowly explained: "If it wasn't foreknowledge that came to save it, it must have been fate." "We didn't know each other than," Amada commented. "Right." Nathan agreed: "So what happened that day, for me it was fate. And the fact that I found you outside the nightclub. I believe it was all arranged in advance."

“And what if this steals her future? How are we to know that this will take her regardless of what she has seen? How are we to know that that particular future isn’t a wish—and not a guarantee?” I close my eyes, my heart breaking at the thought of that. But I couldn’t give up hope. I had to believe she was going to be okay. That she could beat this like she has beaten everything else.

That was progress that I would gladly accept. I liked the term ‘beloved’ because it seemed much more intimate than ‘mate’ did. “I have a good friend who is a shifter and was fated to Light Fae. I also know quite a few humans who have been fated to shifters. One thing that we believe is that there is always a purpose to the pairing, that they are mated for a reason.”

“And the more I learn about these old rituals and trials of power and playing with destiny, the more I wonder about my own past, and my path forward.” I was rambling now, emotions brimming, and if I stopped talking now I might start crying. “And I just wonder how I got here, you know? Am I meant to be? Or will I fail?” I was closer to Cinda now, lowering my voice but not losing the urgency. “Do you believe in Fate?” Cinda cocked her head to the side, narrowing her eyes at me. “Of course, Mira,” she said confidently. “It is the only thing we can rely on— that we are not in control.”