Broken Fate Line Novels & Stories

She said and I nodded. “I was hoping you could tell me more about Caden, I feel like I don’t really know him” I said. “He may act all mighty and stuff but he is actually the sweetest but I think that changed eight years ago” She said. “What happened eight years ago?” I asked. “That was when rogues attacked our pack and killed the late Alpha. It is mostly the reason why everyone here hates rogues” She said. “That makes sense but not rogues are the same” I said.

I had to stop him as I know where this discussion will lead to "Let’s go," I said "Yes go, you should go but when he breaks your heart do not come back home with tears." I just don’t understand Noor, isn’t she tired, I mean it’s so exhausting, arguing with her over and over again. I can’t keep doing that. I have no words for her. "When he finally breaks your heart, you will be as pathetic as your brother." Noor said as she looked at my eyes with a fiendish smirk "Go with him." She whispered

I whispered, my voice breaking. My chest ached, not just from the wound, but from the betrayal. She laughed, though it quickly turned into a fit of coughing as dark blood spilled from her lips. Then she spoke, her words broken, uneven. “This… isn’t… over. Even… if… I failed… my clan… the Stone lineage… will still go down. His own kind… will kill…” Her voice faltered. Before she could finish, her body began to crack, light seeping through the breaks.

“Correct. Red is the fated mates. Some connections you can actually see are broken and some continue on that leads to their other half.” “What do you mean broken?” Aelia took a sip off coffee. “So, when a fated mate dies, that connection never truly goes away. It gets broken. The end looks as though its withered away. Or been burned. It’s hard to describe but you can tell. Sometimes that person will be granted a second fated mate, usually to another mate who has also lost a fated mate as well. You would be surprised how many actually have lost their mate without them knowing, never meeting them.”

Lucas' voice was small, pleading, as if to soothe his mother's hurting heart. However, Rebecca kept walking, as if not listening. Her deep wounds had deafened her to any explanation Luke might try to give. The truth that Luke had been bound by **fate mate** with another girl made all Rebecca's hopes crumble instantly. Although she knew Luke never wanted this, the feeling of betrayal overcame her. Her tears continued to flow endlessly, like rain that never stopped. Every drop that fell on her cheeks was a reflection of the disappointment that could not be expressed in words. To her, this fate was too cruel.

A bone being snapped. A dam giving way. The blood moon’s red shattered. Chunks of color broke off, falling away into nothing. White light seared through the fractures, flooding down over us in a blinding cascade. The web shook. I felt it. Every thread Elyra had woven, every bargain, every curse, every whispered “take her instead” trembled under the force we’d shoved through it. Some held. Some snapped. The ones tied to us—Lucian’s line, my blood, Kade’s shadow—broke first.

And I betrayed him; mom betrayed me; Ingrid betrayed me; Felicity betrayed him; Garrett betrayed us. Fainting is quick and painless; Claude's voice is a muffled shout before everything goes black.

He was looking at his hands, and then he looked up at us. The flat, mirror-like emptiness in his eyes was gone. The bright, steady light of a dispute resolver had returned. "Chosen," Maret said. His voice broke. "I... I lost the line." "You didn't lose it, Maret," I said gently. "The line was cut. But we built a new one." I looked at the Vanguard. Cord and Sable. Kaden and Lyra. Zane. Six people who had just walked off the map, encountered the single greatest threat to the repair, and written the rule to defeat it in real-time.

The bridge was in normal state not until, 'Crrrck' The bridge cracked and the middle part fall down. A big gap appeared in the bridge, however, the cut was clean. Like some cake cut in a very neat manner. Then as if the timing was calculated perfectly, the car also split in half just when it was about centimeter away from the bridge gap, and fall down. She walk towards the edge of the gap and watch as the car explodes and fall down the water. A shame, she won't be able to confirm his death.

"If you want I can reject you now and you can find your second chance." "What?" Dylan again tried to grab my arm and I dodged, I knew that the closer, the more touching, the stronger the bond would get and I didn't want that. "If you do this, you will die!" Fate was a jerk, who would not accept being challenged, if someone rejected his first chance, then he might find his second, but if for whatever reason there was one more rejection, then that person would die and there was no known case where anyone had survived.