Book Of Fate Novels & Stories

“He thinks he's my fated mate or something.” Nancy choked on her coffee, spluttering slightly. “Seriously?” I rolled my eyes. “I know, right? I’ve been waiting years for my fated mate, and when the mysterious son of Kiran Cadelyn comes into play and helps me one time, he assumes he’s my mate.” Her eyes squinted, “Well…I kind of had a feeling about that, too, Sets.” My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Did we do something I can’t remember?

Her fingers curled tighter around the fading warmth of his memory, a lifeline stronger than any magic. The air shimmered, and the Spiral’s pulse quickened, the fractal creature stepping forward with a voice like collapsing stars. “You cannot untangle what is bound by fate,” it whispered, a cruel lullaby woven with inevitability. But Selena’s voice cut through the darkness, fierce and resolute. “Fate is nothing but the stories we tell ourselves to feel safe. I will rewrite this ending.” Her words struck the void like lightning, sparking threads of possibility that twisted and writhed, resisting the Spiral’s cold dominion.

FURY. It surged through her veins like wildfire racing over parched ground, hot enough to burn away every trembling thought. Her breath hitched, her vision narrowed, and the world became nothing but him. Cian’s sneer, his hand digging into her waist, the cold certainty in his eyes that she would break.

It was also because what she stole had always been my destiny to begin with. I looked up at him and smiled lightly. "Then how do you plan to make it up to me?" Jonah curved his lips and pulled me into his arms. "With a lifetime. Is that enough?" Jonah gave me a grand wedding. The moment he held my hand was the first time since my rebirth that I truly felt alive. On the wedding day, I saw my parents. Their eyes were red as they reached out with trembling hands, trying to grab mine. My gaze, however, was cold.

I throw back the rest of my drink and fix my eyes on the dance floor below, bodies writhing in time to the bass. Persephone scoffs beside me. “But how will you satisfy your mate if you don't even know what you are doing?” I ignore her. She presses harder. “I could help you. Teach you a few things. Show you how to rock her world.” “Penny,” Alistair snaps, his voice sharp now. “No, you will not.” Daemon finally cuts in, voice calm and firm. “Leave him be, all of you. There is nothing strange about waiting for your fated.”

I could not. Because he might be right. My mother’s visions. The barrier. The meadow. My father waiting on the other side. Victor surviving twenty-one years in the Outlands. The Wraith bells. Emberfall. Seraphina. Ronan’s bond. Lucian’s bargain. The path that should have been impossible and somehow kept opening just before we reached it. Maybe fate had been cruel. Maybe fate had been careful. Maybe both.

Fuck it. I opened my eyes to see the side of the coin which will decide my destiny. HEADS. I sighed and tossed it on the bed and didn’t bother to look where it fell. It’s decided. My fate is sealed. If fate really exist. I sighed again and open the old book to go through the things I required to summon the moon goddess. I hardly doubt if it could really help me to summon the all mighty, powerful Moon goddess but I really wanted to take my chances.

My hands are shaking when I saw a name at the bottom of the book. ‘Hannah Mae G. De Vera'

However, there always seems to be a lurking feeling of unease whenever I see it. I always knew that the castle has its story, a tale of mystery interweaving the cause of its constantly slamming windows or the rapid banging against its door of abyss. It has no clouds and no grounds, just fog and snow―the very snow that swallows it. I cannot help the chill… the fear. It reels through my veins, mingling with my blood. Then it comes back out in the form of cold breaths and Goosebumps. Even as my vision fades, I still feel the reality of the Castle. I now know part of the cause of its fate, and I am beginning to sense that there were souls cursed together with this cruel fortune.

The one who would help protect those who needed it, just like he did with Brynn. One thing that many of you had mentioned was that you enjoyed the species integration seen throughout this book and the Fated series. We will see the byproduct of that during the Legacies of Destiny series. Kalen’s story will be the first one, followed by Zion’s, and then Lola’s story. I hope that you will continue along for the ride.