Bound By Fate Book Novelas e Histórias

Vivian looked into her blue eyes which looked as if they possessed the entire sky in them. "We angels are quite fragile creatures. Our hearts are intangible, unlike humans, so if we love someone, we love them thick and through and if we hate someone, we hate them thick and through. Our book is our only destiny" Fate said and took Vivian's book from her. She tore a page from it and Vivian felt immense pain in her chest. She shouted from pain and looked at Fate with her eyes, almost about to pop out. "Now you see which trouble you're in. Take good care of it" Fate said as she burned the paper between her fists as she threw the book back at Vivian "And make sure it's pages are never lost, the l

Hello, lovelies! I just wanted to let you know that “Design of Fate” is officially up on the app, so I hope you will check it out. Jackson is always strong pillar of support when others need it, without question, and without fail. That is why he was chosen for this particular journey with his mate. They will both have difficult obstacles to overcome in order to find their peace and happiness. True to form, the Goddess has connected people together in a significant way. Tune into the new book to see how the design of fate plays out.

Shadows exploded outward, but the bond held. I gasped, clutching Kyren’s arm. “It’s… stronger than before.” Kyren’s teeth clenched. “Of course it is. The Fifth isn’t the Fourth. It’s the last before everything changes.” The shadow pulled back, swirling, eyes and if they could be called that with burning a sickly silver. “Blood of the bound. Moon, borne. You will not escape your fate.” I froze. The words hit like ice. Fate. That word, that thread of inevitability… it carried all the fear I had been trying to shove down.

The presence beside him never felt like a ghost, but like a constant, a fixed point in his universe. They were bound. Not by the cold links of a chain, but by the vibrant, unbreakable threads of a shared history. Bound by the scandal that had tried and failed to break them. Bound by the fortune they had built and would steward for generations. Bound, most profoundly, by a love that had proven itself to be the most formidable force of all. The dynasty stood. Not as a cold monument to the past, but as a living promise to the future. It was eternal.

Chapter 10 Public Rejection POV: Adelina McKenna They say fate can’t be broken. That the bond, once ignited, is forever. But I learned that day beneath the torches of the Circle, with a hundred eyes burning into me that even destiny can be manipulated. Even fate can be twisted. Even love, when placed in the wrong hands, becomes a weapon. It should have been a victory. After standing my ground before the Council. After Dax took my hand in front of his entire pack. After the bond flared like the moon itself had blessed us.

she asked, voice thin. Rowan stepped forward, body blunt and sure. “A ceremony,” he said. “Old as the stones. It bonds a child to a pack. It keeps her safe in law.” Lyra’s eyes flicked to him, to Darius, to the elders. She looked like someone who had seen the future and refused to name it. “Bindings are not simple,” she said. “They call things awake. They tie power to law. Sometimes the law holds, sometimes it breaks.”

I forced a smile, looking out at the crowd, feeling the weight of what had just happened sink in. Mr. Harrison took my hand, his grip felt cold, devoid of any warmth. We turned to face the guests, and I couldn’t help but wonder if they could sense the unease I was trying so hard to hide. This marked the beginning of a new chapter, one I never imagined would start like this. As we walked down the aisle together, I couldn't shake the feeling that this moment, this decision, would change everything. I'm officially married to a devil….

“You can’t just barge in here and—” Before he could finish, I grabbed him by the collar and yanked him toward me, showing him exactly who held the power. “I don’t ask,” I snarled, my voice dropping to a deadly whisper. “She’s mine by fate, and nothing you say or do will change that.” I released him with a shove, watching with satisfaction as he stumbled back, fury and frustration visible in his expression. A girl with matching outfits clung to his arm, her face pale as she glanced between us.

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.

I sighed, looking at her. "I wouldn't go as far as saying you're completely wrong, Sophie, but there's something intriguing about fate. It suggests a preordained path, a connection that transcends circumstances. Take my Uncle Vino, for instance; he can't stand Cain Island, so he never took his children there. Yet, somehow, Caspian and Charlotte found each other. It's as if an unseen force brought them together. Caspian wasn't actively seeking Charlotte; He was simply sent on a mission to solve a problem, and fate intervened to unite them. Harper and I never intended to stay in Lumas, let alone become friends with Jacob, but it happened. No matter how hard Jacob tried, she couldn't progress b