Chasing Fate Novels & Stories

Channing POV (this will be the last time line reset) I looked at my phone and scowled. I was going to be running late. I had promised my trainer Emiko I would go with her to the Dragon Kings territory. She had said something about the Dragon King wanting his Thunder to learn from wolves and Fae. Why on earth he would want to do that I wouldn't know? Or why on earth would I want Emiko dead? When we had met at my sixteenth birthday party, she had told me that in the future when I would have met her, I would have wanted to kill her because I thought she wasn't right to be Fate. I've known her for six years now and I have to say the old future me was wrong. She was perfect to take over as Fate,

Regret that the person your soul and wolf is bound to forever is not the right kind of person for you. People forget that Fate doesn’t plan for everyone to have a happy ever after. Fate is not a fairy godmother granting wishes. Some people have to suffer to make the greater plans of the world move. You can’t make everyone happy. So some people, like my poor sister Pen, must be mated to the sadistic bullies of the world because Fate has a higher plan than her daily life.

That's the last thing that I have heard when everything turns black. ---- Copyright © 2021 PenOfHope All Rights Reserved DON'T PLAGIARIZE OR DISTRIBUTE.REMEMBER, STEALING IS A CRIME. The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

The men in black exit the bar parlor as they ran after them. Luckily, Alice's car was still there. Bianca hopped in the car as Henry hops in the driver's seat. He ignited the car engine and he starts driving wildly. The men in the black car raced after them. "Gosh! Will my misfortune repeat itself?" Bianca slammed her palm on her forehead as her heart was racing along with the car. Out of fear? Or out of love? What happens next? Will Henry and Bianca get captured or not? Why don't you slide for the next chapter?

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?

Fate is what takes you down that road you ever so often avoid taking. Take, for instance, driving down a deserted road and finding a woman that was stuck and helpless pulled off on the side. 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.

"I don't take myself and Rylan's personal suffering very fun." Fate shakes his head at me, his closing strides toward me are ones I refuse to react to. My body is as frigid as a marble statue as he sits next to me, the bed sinking down with him. He smells strangely delightful, like walking through a forest at the crack of dawn. If sunlight and shadows together had a scent, he would describe it. "Your mate will be someone whose mate died many years ago," Fate continues, as if I hadn't spoken just before. "I might even be nice and let you choose who you would like to mark you in the end."

The hairs on my body stood up. "Ho..how..do..you..know..about..us?"I stuttered miserably with my words. "Well since the night or I should say morning you left him with no explanation,he is searching you in the city like a mad person.He really feels a thing for you Felicity.You should meet him once.Please I beg you."Chase looks over me with same emotions flickering on his face.

Huga replied calmly but his wand was already moving to send an attack. Creos smirked and quickly threw Raizel's spirit in the vortex he created, then took his halberd and deflect the coming attack. "Sorry, kid. Fate will decide your life, there's just isn't enough time." The man closed the vortex, but before it closed completely, she heard him whispered, "Chase it, kid. Chase the ordinary life you want." And then black out.

For the first time since she left, my heart actually beat with purpose. Chase’s regret had finally turned into something else…. a desperate need. A restless hunger. A terrible fear. And a promise the world would soon feel: I will not lose her again. He had no idea he was already too late.