Can't Fight Fate Novels & Stories

What if this is my fate in life and my destiny? If I fight them, what about the rest of the battles along my path: the subjects, the caste system, the other packs, the favor of his people? Fighting for love is a fight that I can’t win.

I am tired of defeat and submitting to the failures in my life. Not this time. I won't give up now. If fate has something planned for me, so be it. I will fight till the last breath escapes my lips, and I am no more a part of this world. Getting up and fighting back is easier than giving up and feeling the reign of defeat flowing through the veins. I need to do something. Something fast.

Yo nodded and climbed up the stairs to his floor. "Someone Special. Noah Gabriel". He murmured before entering his room. *************** It was the D Day. The contestants were excited and nervous. The whole Engineering Faculty was in the hall to support Ming, the moon. They had prepared bouquets of red roses to make sure he won. Wayo was participating too. But he had already informed Noah that he doesn't want to win any title. So focus on their moon. But he knew Noah would have prepared something for him. Ming was excellent in Muay Thai. His skills were no joke. Noah could clearly see the voting lines going up for Ming. And he couldn't be more proud of his junior.

She shifted back to her human form, and I can feel the anger emanating from her as she pushes her aura out. “Oh, your mate has finally decided to come out and play,” He brings his hands together as if he were an evil villain from a superhero movie. “Shall we ask Tobias, or your little friend, Daya, how well they are doing since that battle?” Daya bites her lip, trying not to show pain at the thought of Sage and Tobias. “Fuck you, Justin! I’m not handing my pack over to you! So shift and let’s fight this out like men and prove who the stronger man is” I challenge him, knowing he can’t back down from a challenge. If he refuses, he loses.

He's mine and no one can take what is mine. He was the reason I remained a maid so he'll notice me one day but that Cindy girl had to come into the picture and mess things up for me. I wasn't going to leave that happen. He's mine only, and I hate to share. I'm going to have him all to myself, no matter the cost.

Although I still see him, King Alword in my dreams haunting me. Am 18. Neither tall nor short, have long black hair, blue ocean eyes, pink lips and possess a super power. I have the ability to heal anything. Cool right??. I checked the time on my phone screen and sigh, i don't wish to be late. I tossed away the blanket from my body and stood up, I head towards my bathroom and had a nice bath. The warm running did a really good job on my skin. After bathing, I cleaned myself with my towel and applied body lotion. I got dressed in my favorite blue bib jumpsuit and white sneakers, I packed up my hair in a high ponytail before I glanced back at the mirror. Yeah am ready.

Afraid she might never have a chance at independence. Silence enveloped them both. Even the constant click sound from Jason's laptop wasn't heard, he was listening and Stan hated the fact, so he drew closer to whisper to Sophia and probably infuriate Jason. "You might. It's fifty-fifty now, but I promise you we will try hard You and me. Okay?." She nodded in affirmation but with less enthusiasm, Stan was sure he heard someone scoff from afar. That night Sophia lay on her bed and thought about her life and everything that had happened and even where it was headed. She wasn't sure yet where fate was leading her. But she wasn't in a rush.

One knick and he can end her life. “Let her go, Grizz!” I stand up, claws out, ready to fight. “Ya hear that, pretty honey? This guy is willin’ to fight for you. You must taste sweet,” Grizz rubs his face into Saph’s neck. “Mmm. She does smell sweet.” She jerks out of his grasp and Amy tries throwing herself at him again, but the ropes around her ankles trip her up. I’m going to kill him. Archie still isn’t moving, a large puddle of dark, red blood now surrounds him. Richard is slowly waking up. Artemis is focused on making sure Yaya isn’t harmed by Foster, and Brickland is itching for me to give her the signal to attack.

Charlene pleaded, but Seth wasn’t listening. “I shouldn’t have to tell you this, but your soul is not a toy!” Seth thundered. “I get that you’re powerful, but this is not the time for you to be experimenting with your life! I’m in there—” he gestured back toward the Grand Hall, “—fighting for your life, for our family! And you’re out here playing games with your own existence! Come on, Charlene, work with me!” Idris stepped between them, holding up a hand to de-escalate the situation. “Now that you’ve been properly scolded… Charlene, how did you do this? You are the first Fate I’ve ever seen actually make this work.”

The alpha's grinned widened, "precisely." "That's impossible. Fate gives you one person you're mated to. Or destined to be with. This can't happen. " The alpha shrugged again, a gold coin spinning easily between his knuckles. "Fate fucked up."