Coincidences Book Novels & Stories

Ella said with a chuckle. “There are no coincidences,” I commented gathering Ella’s full attention as she looked at me. “Huh? You don’t believe in coincidence?” she asked and I softly shook my head, taking a moment before explaining my thought. “No, I think everything happens for a reason. There is no coincidence about anything, everything happens because there is always some reason behind it. Sometimes we know the reason and sometimes we don’t, every change has a reason.” I said the last sentence in a whisper, but I think Samael hear me because he looked at me for a moment.

He watched the amber October city move through the glass — the leaves at their turning, the light at its October angle, the specific quality of the city in the first week of this month that he had been reading for four years with increasing accuracy, the vocabulary of it richer each time. He thought about the bus. He thought about the first October and the forty-seven seconds and the last bus home that he had not caught and the rainy night that had followed. He thought about Adrian saying, once, that the meetings had not been arranged — that the night had been coincidence, the indicator before the decision, the recognition rather than the plan. He thought about what coincidence meant when yo

he asked, pointing to it as she pulled it out. "It's the fortune, thus the name 'fortune cookie'." She watched as he copied her, breaking the cookie open and then removing the white piece of paper. He set it down for a moment, wanting to eat the cookie first. However, before he could read his fortune himself, Jaida had snatched it up. "Hey," he began to protest, but she just smiled. "Here, I'll read it for you," she told him, looking over the fortune. "Okay, it says 'try not to be too jealous when your best friend suddenly becomes popular…in bed'." Arius nearly choked on the remainder of his cookie.

Chase had read this book before, so it would seem as though he was in complete control of everything that’s happened so far. Aside from that, the predictions also stated a lot more. For example, Nadine, Joanna, and Samantha’s futures were also recorded within. This caused Adrian to imagine just what sort of evidence Hannibal had when writing the book. ‘Could the contents of this book be nothing more than a coincidence? Or does it genuinely have evidence to back it up? ‘If these are just coincidences, the probability of any of this actually happening would be absolutely minuscule. On the other hand, the opposite would mean that there are a lot of prophecies that have not come true yet.

" I was suddenly overwhelmed by a flurry of memories. Mason's figure overlapped with the kid who used to follow me around when I was younger. Mom's words went right over me as I stared at Mason, who smiled at me from where he sat. It turned out none of this had been a coincidence. This was something he'd planned out. We'd missed out on each other for too many years. Fortunately, we would be together from now on. We wouldn't miss out on anything for the rest of our lives.

"Yep sorry. Well, will you believe me if I say it's all just a big coincidence ?" "No. It isn't. How could you explain the exact portrait?" "Well before you other people must have read the book and someone maybe drew her out of their imaginations." "And somehow, that ended up in my dream too ?" "Fine Rae, if not a coincidence, then how could you explain this ?" She was right, logically. But if everything in life were to happen according to the rules, miracles won't be possible. Even though the possibility of explaining the situation was nearly impossible but I knew in my heart the answers existed.

How did I get myself in such a mess, and how am I going to get out of this mess? I got married. I came here hoping to find a job, but I got married instead. No, no, this can't be. I turned and ran to the changing room; thankfully, he didn't call me or run after me. I changed back into my clothes and stood there, staring at myself in the mirror. I looked at my hand, and there it was - the one thing and evidence that reminded me what happened a few hours ago. I picked up my clutch and left.

Dropping a book from the shelves in another book, in a different world, but intertwine destiny, as the heroine and another shard soul of ‘hers’ took that defining sound of her every step and whispers. “DEATH REINCARNATE.” Misha’s voice echoes, as she took the book that had fallen from its shelves and into that dimly lit corner of the city’s grand library. With her puzzled mind, yet it wasn’t showed upon herself. She is ringing with thoughts and questions as to why a certain book in that particular genre is put into the section of religious one and the bible? Just how uncanny might a coincidence such as this occur? “Uncanny.”

I said as I rested and lay my whole body on the couch. “Okay.” She sighed. I wonder if she knows that I bought her a gift. I smiled a little bit and decided that I must take a rest in my bedroom. I’m also excited about the books that I just bought. They said it is one of the Best Sellers. I hope I will not be disappointed with those series. I checked every bag from the things that I’ve bought… I checked everything not just once but twice. The paper bag with the books in it is missing. I jumped out of my skin. I bit my lip so I can calm myself.

|Every| 'I already told you that Grey and I talk', I wrote in the notebook. "But I thought it was a one-time thing." Fah whisper yelled. She quickly took a glance at the room to make sure no one was awake. I gave her the 'duh' look. It made her know that her words were wrong. Then I took the pen again and started writing everything I wanted to tell her. 'Coincidence is a bich. We met a few times coincidentally. I tried my best to ignore him. However, we talked, and it happened.' I wrote.