Coincidence Vs Fate Novels & Stories

"Don't tell me that this is another coincidence in a city this big, with so many hotels!" Faced with her furious accusation, Andre's expression remained completely composed. "Coincidence can come from fate or be man-made. But either way, if we keep running into each other, does that not require a bit of luck? Maybe I'm just lucky. Maybe we're meant to be." Roxanne pressed her fingers to her temple and tried to stay calm. "If we're really meant to be, would we have ended up divorced? Stop lying through your teeth, Andre Spencer."

His instincts quickly overrode him, not yet considering why he should favor such an inferior creature, the action was direct. The connection of fate is always miraculous, two destinies that never had the chance to meet, find each other in the most unexpected way. For they were meant for each other.

“Sometimes I think life has this way of putting people together in the most unlikely of circumstances.” “Like fate?” He smiles. “I like to think of it as synchronicity.” “I believe in fate,” I tell him. “I believe in horoscopes, too. I read mine every day.” “Maybe you should read mine,” he says, and there’s humour in it. “I’d love to know what fate has in store for us, Violet. I think it's a good thing.” “Me too,” I say, and I mean it. “So,” he prompts. “What is it that you want?”

He opened the beer and passed one bottle each. "Guys. What's more strong? Love or hate"? He started the conversation after a moment of thinking. "Depends. If it's to revenge, then hate. Otherwise Love". Conrad replied. "But what if we are not sure about Love"? Noah asked. "Baby you can't hate someone if you have never loved someone. Hate never comes alone. It's always the other side of Love, like two sides of a coin". Conrad said. Noah looked into his eyes. "But..."

It achieves what He desires and fulfills His divine plan. It is one of Mother Cecilia's answers whenever we ask why God allowed us to become orphans despite how much we tried to be kind to everyone. She emphasized that no one could understand or tell us what He had in store for us because He had predetermined our fortunes before we were born. Only He could tell what lay ahead. He sighed as he leaned back in his chair, crossing his legs. "Haa! I won't bite you. Come closer." "B-bite? Wha—"

He was going to say, but I cut him off before he could complete his statement, "The last time you said it was a coincidence and now you say it's still a coincidence?" I questioned, my smile back on my face as I spoke, "Well, I think it is." He shrugged with his mouth downturned, obviously not ready to bulge, "I don't think so!" I cut in immediately, determined to get him this time around, "Things like this don't just happen, I think fate has its plans for us," I said staring into his eyes, "I don't know about fate, what I know is that we write and rewrite our fate and..." He began but I immediately turned my attention toward his daughter in an attempt to avoid that line of conversation,

"I don't get it." She inhaled sharply and exhaled afterward. "The Alpha and Beta being in your life isn't mere coincidence. It's meant to happen. One of them is your fate, and the other is your mate. It's left in your hands to choose your path. Mind you...." She raised a finger to buttress her point. "....Your choice determines the amount of doom and blessing that will come forth in your life." At this point, I wanted to bawl my eyes out. Fate? Mate? Choices? Path? Doom? All these were too much for me and I couldn't understand a single thing.

Even if on the way my heart became silly and tried to persuade me to change my mind, Flynn was not the first, and he would not be the only one. The fact that he was so committed to conquering me was also a maneuver of fate and my luck. Many situations that took me to the edge of your heart only became possible by perfect coincidences. The universe was conspiring in my favor, even if Beatrice's mother said that Flynn would get in my way to take me to the ruins, this was his destiny. Mine, with a lot of luck, would be to become the owner of all that, and on the way, of course, I would still have fun having a man like Flynn Ashton at my feet.

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?

No one would believe me anyway. So I swallowed it down. “I was wondering,” I said carefully, keeping my tone light. “That woman in your story. The one who had a second chance… did she succeed? Did she change her fate, or did she fall back into the same mistakes?” His expression softened, the lines of his face folding deeper with memory. “Her,” he murmured. “Well… depends who you ask. Some say she lived better the second time. Wiser, stronger. Others say fate circles back no matter how hard you fight it. In the end, it was her choices.”