Chasing Fate Across The World Novels & Stories

Mile was fully loaded with automatic machine guns. His personal favorite was the Riffle Gilboa Snake. It was a double barrel with two chambers. And Paul Muschick. Pittsburgh gun. They were fully loaded to kill each and every one who dared to hurt his son. They were gathered at a T Junction after 4 hours of city hunting. Mile, Natt, Noah, Conrad and Daniel, they all stepped out. So far they had no clue of Benjamin. Conrad's men failed to trace too. They tracked all CCTV's but all they could find was a double cabin jeep. And the number was fake as expected.

… The next day, Chase woke up from cultivating. He huffed, and a cloud of negative energy was released. As he stood up to stretch, he felt like he was filled with energy. "Not bad. I've achieved a breakthrough with my physique." Chase smiled and slowly got up. He continued to move forward. However, he suddenly paused in his footsteps. "If death is what you seek, I'll give it to you," Chase said when he sensed something while looking at a distance, his voice cold and unfeeling. The mountain suddenly quaked violently. The ground cracked as massive flames shot out, burning everything around. The entire sky looked like a sea of fire.

“Why is that?” “I hate it when they say that when you were inside the womb of your mother, your fate has already been established. For example, I was fated to fall in love with a rich guy or I’m fated to die after birth. Yes, my fate has already been drawn but I’m the only one who can change it. Why do you suddenly ask about it?” “Do you believe in unexpected fate?” My forehead wrinkled as I face him. he glanced at me before turning her gaze on the road. “What do you mean by unexpected fate?”

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.

Timothy pondered for a moment and continued, "But are you sure that if your Dependence on Fate appears in the footage, you will be able to recognize that person?" "I don't know," Charles answered truthfully. He had never tried it before, nor had he had the opportunity. "If I really can't find them, then perhaps it's destined that I won't find my Dependence on Fate in this lifetime." Charles's cold gaze stared at his own hands. If, at that time, he could have grabbed onto someone with those hands, how wonderful would that be? Then, perhaps he would understand the joy of finding his Dependence on Fate and the fulfillment of filling the perpetual void within his body.

The event that will be happening the next day is a fashion hunt show that I will use to exhibit my latest collection and launch it. After the call, I picked up my phone to watch some reels on TIKTOK. I needed to have some time off work and have fun. The first video that welcomed me was that of Caleb and Laura in a romantic position. I felt my stomach twist like a knot. It’s been a long time yet their betrayal still pierced my heart. I quickly turned my data off, held my phone tightly, and hissed. “Why the sudden change in mood?” Aunt Olivia asked with confusion visible in her eyes as I glanced at her.

And this happens. I kick the empty can and I was in horror when it hits the formal guy. He's wearing a tuxedo and formal black pants. I was about to run and pretend that I didn't do it but he immediately grab my arms. “Where do you think you're going?” He asked coldly. The hell, how can I run from him? I cover my face so that if my plan is successful he will never see me again. I bite his fingers and he immediately let go of me. He shouted in an unfamiliar language, it felts like he was cursing in an alien language. I immediately run for my life. I run as fast as I can.

Trying to recall any details. Everything just becomes fuzzy and then dark until I wake up the next morning. I know Daya is hurt after finding out I slept with Mara that morning. She may be in denial that we are fated mates, but I’m not. And because I know I hurt her I hate myself so much. I never wanted a mate after watching my parents slowly die from the plague. After losing Calvin, I never wanted to be alpha. It feels like my life is pre-decided for me. All the big decisions that I should be excited for, are a result of fate’s twisted sense of humor. Calvin moved our pack to this region because rogues were attacking our old territory and he heard this territory was safer. How ironic. He lo

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You’d think more people would be hesitant to find their fated mates, considering what happened to the previous generation, but I guess the possibility of eternal love and happiness clouds peoples’ rationality. The last two months, Vinny’s pack, The Forza Nelle Tenebre, aka Forza Pack, and Dare’s pack, The Running River Pack, have taken turns hosting full moon runs. A bunch of my pack members have traveled to these events and about fifty of them found their fated mates within the other packs. Small fuckin’ world, right?