Book Of Fate Novels & Stories

She wonders how she knew she seeks for something. "Your fate is cursed and it is not your fault but let it define you is your doing. Get ready for the pain your fate brings for it will sting and last for a lifetime. You will be the best Queen that lives but it all comes with it reward and it's punishment", the lady's smile drops. "He loves you and lives for you so please don't remember for it will change the cause of things and who you trust", Sasha looks at both our hand and I know there are a lot of questions replaying in her head.

As she fell to the couch in my study, I opened the case that holds the book of blood magic, the book that can only be read by our bloodline and looked at her, “I will do what needs to be done, he will feel the power shift to him.” Her eyes went wide, and she shouted, “NO, Rafael, you will die, I can’t allow this.” I smiled at her, “it will be temporary my love, I can tie it to her as well, as long as they both survive, I will return, keep my body safe.” I blew her a kiss that kept her in her spot.

She awakened something far stronger, and even rarer- the gift of Fate. The gift of Fate is a rare gift, one that is hardly ever found in the kingdom of magic. Even ancient witches and wizards were not as scarce as the gift of Fate. Fate encapsulated time, space and people. It affected all entities, be it living or non-living, sentient or not. Fate is absolute. Ultimate. Final.

“What do you know? Must be fate.” I start walking again. “Or I’m in hell.” I hear his intoxicating chuckle as he follows me in silence to the next class. I take my seat, almost in the back. He still sits close, but this time he was diagonal from me and out of my line of vision. Maybe, just maybe, I’d be able to focus in this class. I think I heard fate laugh at me. “What the hell were you and Ryan talking about?”

The emotions in his eyes were hard to distinguish. but I didn't look further for answers, those beautiful hazel eyes, once I looked lovingly had lost it's beauty. He slowly got out of their bed, the girl whined for him to stay for little more. He came closer My heart sank. Mind blank as a canvas, on which was engraved the words I heard then: “I,Ethan Brown, the future alpha of the pack, reject you, Thalia carnell as my mate and Luna of this pack.”

Blake Prime was the first to notice the unusual situation. “Quick, we need to stay away from each other. We are beginning to merge.” Blake Prime stated and tried to stop the merger with this clone. He had already promised himself that he would keep from merging and be allowed to live in the Inner World. “It’s fate, Blake. The Powers of Laws have been sealed within me, and it needs to become yours. Allow me to give you the final Delivery of Fate to you.” Blake’s clone said and closed his eyes. No one could see what was taking shape within the pillar of light. However, when the light dissipated, a powerful concussion was released and began to spread outwards like an atomic bomb had been releas

he furrows his eyebrow at my words, so I tell him everything Selene told me. When I’m finished, he growls loudly at what Fate has done, not just to me but to others. Fate has always been a trickster. Playing with the lives of everyone, she is a puppet master. People blame their god for how their lives have turned out, but in reality it’s fate’s doing. She is vicious and can destroy you on a whim. No rhyme or reason. It depends on her mood.

After all, a regular fighter would have depleted their vitality energy after his battle with Frode. “Grand Priest, you’ve heard that if you collect five books, you can become a God, but did you know that these books were born out of the Celestial dynasties’ luck? The techniques can only be cultivated by those with the finest Sapphire Fate. You can’t cultivate it even if you have the books.” “Tyr, these are not the things you should be concerned about,” Grand Priest replied with a grin. “Have you heard about the ways to change your fate against nature?”

THIS CONCLUDES BOOK ONE: DANCING WITH FATE. BOOK TWO WILL BE A STORY WITH THE POINT OF VIEW OF RYAN. BOOK TWO: FIGHTING FATE

The title was etched in bold silver runes: The Fate of a Dragon. She traced the letters with her fingertips, a shiver crawling down her spine. A tragedy, the blurb on the back declared. "Urgh. I'm already having a nasty day, do I really want to make it worse?" She dropped the book but didn't walk too far before she stopped and turned back. Her eyes narrowing suspiciously, she picked up the book again and looked at the blurb once more.