Can't Fight Fate Novels & Stories

I only let my silent tears flow. Tears that carry my pain, my defeat. Maybe fate can't be fought after all.

Dómr’s daughter is still at loss about her father’s behaviour… Fortune rabbit doesn’t have any combat ability, and the only thing she could counter is against the cat’s misfortune. Other than that, there’s nothing she could do. Even if all of us here adds up, I’m sure we couldn’t defeat her. I’m quite certain the only ones capable to defeat her is Dómr or that man. If they are transported, I’m sure they are still on this island. They probably weren’t too far away, but they won’t be coming.

It breaks my heart watching her cry and I can't lift a muscle to do anything. The hit caused my body to paralyze and not my body breaking things. And I couldn't fight or they will kill mum without thinking twice, plus I am outnumbered, they will call me a traitor and kill me without breaking a sweat. Before I could think, my eyes drifted to sleep. *****

He pauses and I can feel him fighting the shift. “We are going to war.”

Fate. I stood from the table, rolled the cloth into my palm, and walked to the nearest window. Outside, the sky had darkened again. The clouds were thick. The wind carried the scent of rain but there was no thunder. No lightning. Just the low, humming pressure that always came before a storm that didn’t come from the sky. Behind me, Alex moved closer. “You’re thinking of leaving,” he said. “No,” I answered. “I’m thinking of burning everything they’ve ever touched. But I need to do it smart. We can’t strike with blades alone. This fight is bigger than territory. It’s blood and belief and memory and we’re outnumbered on all three.”

I kept repeating these words to myself, shutting my eyes tightly as I fought the pull. Then, Neeya spoke again. “Do you really think you can run away from your fate?” Her voice froze me in place. My eyes widened at her words. Fate. It was the last thing I wanted to hear right now. It only made things worse for me. The battle between my mind and instincts raged on. Neeya spoke again. This time, her tone was more serious. It made my head spin. I clutched my ears and tried to block her voice but my whole being felt torn apart.

I slowly spoke. "Dad, I do want to help, but my position in the Whites isn't really stable yet. I'm not even married to Jonah. How could I possibly bring this up now? You should think about my situation, too. Our family went bankrupt, and I'm already considered lesser than over here. If I talk about the investment right now, aren't you afraid the Whites will look down on me?"

And again. “What are you doing, Caden? Fight back!” Ryan roars. I lift my arms to shield my face as she charges again. She sweeps my legs and sends me crashing down, landing another hit as I fall. “If you don’t win, they’ll challenge you! MAN THE FUCK UP!” Ryan screams through the link. Cain surges forward, dragging me back into my body. The pain rips through me—but it fuels me. As Cain takes over, we grab the girl by the leg mid-kick. She got cocky when I didn’t fight back. That was her mistake.

because he knew that there were no words powerful enough to stop fate itself. “The goddess has failed me”

The figure tenses, as if Shadow’s words have landed a blow, but it doesn’t show an ounce of fear. “You don’t realize you can’t fight fate,” it says, lips curled in a snarl more than a smile. “Your fate is already sealed. And even if you resist, your hearts... are already condemned.” But Shadow doesn’t move. He doesn’t flinch. And in that moment, I know—with a terrifying, beautiful certainty—that even if the whole world crumbles around us, he will never let me go. The way he looks at me, the way he stands against what’s coming... this isn’t just a fight for love.