Coincidence Vs Fate Novels & Stories

《Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel like alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it difinitely makes me believe in something..》

“What do you know? Must be fate.” I start walking again. “Or I’m in hell.” I hear his intoxicating chuckle as he follows me in silence to the next class. I take my seat, almost in the back. He still sits close, but this time he was diagonal from me and out of my line of vision. Maybe, just maybe, I’d be able to focus in this class. I think I heard fate laugh at me. “What the hell were you and Ryan talking about?”

"Now you say it, everything is planned out so I can break the curse. It's starting to feel less like a coincidence and more like fate. So does it mean Nino and Taffy's death was part of it?" She shrugged. "Who knows? When a plan is set, it doesn't always go the way it's supposed to. The decisions people connected to it make, the forces of life fighting against it, and even fate itself make the plan take another entirely different or similar course. It just depends. I can't be sure what has been planned out but what I do know for sure is that I'm not letting you die," I chuckled. "It's not as easy as you think,"

“We are talking like she is not a grown woman who should be allowed to make her own decisions.” “I am well aware of how capable she is, Freya. And I am well aware that what we are doing is not right. But I cannot believe that it is wrong. That this chance was not fate. Of all the things that could be affected, it was her memory. It seems to be too big of a coincidence. It is fate, it has to be.” “Fate abandoned you two once your matehood was broken.”

Leave it to a guy to bring sex into a romantic conversation. “I always thought finding someone like you was just a product of random chance.” He shook his head, and his honey hair caught the wind. “But that day was so perfectly orchestrated to avoid all the random chance, that it had to be fate. I had a better chance of winning the lottery than I did for all the necessary steps to meet you to happen.“ “And then now we're having a romantic dinner in the Caribbean,” I added. “That's pretty damn lucky.” “Not lucky,” Aiden replied. “Fate.”

It would just be a waste of effort and time. Or at least that was what he wanted to believe. Sadly, reality had always been not kind to people who always wanted to deny it. For example, it made him have more numerous coincidental encounters with Misty. Reality really was also tightly connected to fate thus moving in a way not mostly expected and liked by many people who don't want to be knocked out of their set beliefs.

After sobbing for a long time, Beatrice disengaged from the hug, she looked at her hands which was shaking. "I killed with this hands" She thought as she continued sobbing. ****** Mr Emerson tried all he could to stop the case from going to court but he couldn't. Beatrice was gonna face trial. "Two attacks in less than a month. I don't wanna believe it's a coincidence, something is wrong" Mr Emerson said to Beatrice's dad on the phone. "I am as surprised as you are" Mr Alexander replied. "I think beggining this merger was a mistake, because it attracted more enemies" Mr Emerson said.

The hollowed sensations she suspects the object emits numbed her fingertips as she carried it. "A scissor?! What the heck? Are you kidding!?" She almost burst out laughing. His expression remained stoic. Care was shortly taken aback. The atmosphere quickly felt heavy yet she refused to be swayed. "Let's proceed to universe top secrets lesson 101, sweetheart. Every blessed pair is connected with the red string of fate that pulls them towards each other. In mortal terms, one calls this string of coincidences destiny. Now, what to do to tear them apart?"

I nodded. She gasped dramatically. "Bitch, this is fate." I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, okay." "No, think about it," she said, waving her hands. "Mysterious hot guy keeps appearing in your life? That’s definitely a sign." "Or," I countered, "it’s just a coincidence." She scoffed. "Yeah fuck fate! I think Icarus is a better pair for you anyway." I threw a pillow at her. "You're impossible."

Do you believe in fate? Believing that God has Written everything about your life, Then what if there is no coincidence in this world. Maybe everything that happens and everyone we see is predetermined and always has some meaning in our lives even if it's a brief encounter or just passing through on the street? ***