Chasing Fate Novels & Stories

At that exact moment, the sound of keys jingling was heard from the front door, Alan was home. Both Hazel and Ema looked at Alan, "Hey Alan!" Ema said and got up, "I will take my leave now Hazel, take care." Ema said. Hazel frowned, "This soon?" Ema bent down and whispered in Hazel's year, "I will get a pregnancy kit for you tomorrow, can't wait to be an aunt." She said with a wide grin. Alan had barely taken off his coat when he caught the last part of Ema’s grin. His brows furrowed immediately. “…Why do I feel like I just walked into conspiracy?”

com/GoldenPhoenix Thank you. Best of luck, XXX I closed my mails and I felt that invisible positive energy flowing without hindrances. I felt that energy and I am grateful. Grateful that everything is flowing calmly. Even with this unimaginable contract, I still want to pursue writing. Even I did not finish my college course, I will still create my life. I can imagine my future now. After this contract, I will live in a faraway country or remote place away from everything that has hurt me. I will leave from this city soon. I will start anew. Something unexplainable ignited inside me-- HOPE.

So fucking fast. She moved like lightning. Light on her paws, barely making a sound. Yet somehow faster than the bloody wind itself. Every time we thought we were catching up, she would disappear right in front of us, then appear a good distance away from us. My beast was practically vibrating with excitement. Each growl was one declaration. OUR MATE IS FAST. SHE IS FUCKING IMPOSSIBLE. WE LOVE. And I couldn’t argue. We chased her further and deeper into the forest. Branches slapped against my heavy body, the moonlight following us like a canopy. The enormous red moon hung over Elarith as an ancient god watched over us like a god watching its children play.

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.

She gave me a small black stone that was glowing faintly in the dark. “With this,” she said, “you can disappear after you’ve found her. No one will trace you. No one will stop you.” I took it without wasting a second. A week later, I saw my chance. When I finally found Rose again, I was ready. I remember that night so clearly, how fierce she looked while she was fighting under the moonlight. It only made me crave her more. When I began to fight her and defeated her, I thought I had won. I had her in my arms while I began to run away, but as I disappeared, I don’t know how she slipped away from my hands. I don’t even know how it happened. One second, she was in my grasp, and the next, she van

The Fate, once written, holds an undeniable power over one's life. It becomes a destiny that cannot be escaped, no matter how desperately one tries. Luna had never envisioned herself being with Daniel, but the threads of fate were weaving their intricate pattern around her, drawing her closer to him. It seemed that history was determined to repeat itself, while Luna yearned to break free from the past life shadows.

I can’t believe Raze has won. I was so close. Thought I knew exactly what to do, chasing that little bubbling feeling in my stomach at the idea of finally triumphing over the smug bastard. After shifting, my wolf had swiftly chased down and flung around the bodies of his three idiots. They weren’t even a challenge. The night I tore apart Chase’s friends it was at least an exertion. After chasing the final one down the corridor and ripping his head clean off, there was silence. I silently padded down every corridor, searching for Raze.

“And Chaos is… different. He’s a bit of a wild card. Powerful, but not easy to predict.” “Okay, stay away from Chaos. Got it.” Emorie hummed, stepping closer to my side, “Speaking of the devil…” But even before the words were fully out of her mouth, I noticed a shift in the entrance way. How almost all the lingering students stiffened or looked away. But me? It was like I was drawn to the source. A heady rush filled me, as my head swam. I felt light on my feet, and all I wanted to do was chase the scent that wrapped around me like fine silk.

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.

Fate is what takes you down that road you ever so often avoid taking. Take, for instance, landing on Vic’s doorstep that fateful day when I become the detail for Trinity Stone. At the time, I had no idea that it was where I was supposed to be, with whom I am meant to be, doing what I should be doing...falling in love.