Crowned By Fate Novels & Stories

The Heir Chosen Golden light consumed everything. The battlefield disappeared. The broken sky disappeared. Even the giant eye vanished behind the radiance. The Seventh Crown floated high above the world. Judging. Choosing. Deciding. God. No. Fair. Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Then nobody moved. Nobody dared. Every heir watched. Every Crown Holder waited. The fate of the Throne hung in the balance. Then the Seventh Crown began descending. Slowly. Very slowly. The anticipation became unbearable.

Etched into it was the Brawnstorm crest, a storm-wolf howling into the wind. “This is it,” Kael said, climbing out before turning to offer his hand again. “Home.” I hesitated. The air was colder than I was used to, but the chill wasn’t what made me shiver, it was the quiet. No scolding voices. No sharp footsteps down polished halls. No Jared. Just wind and snow, and him. I took his hand. His people bowed their heads respectfully as we passed through the gates. None looked away in disgust, none wrinkled their noses at my scent.

her eyes were misty as she asked. "Zenia, I want you to know that we are fated" He replied instead "Fated?!"she scoffed. "What fucking fate?" "I do not know why, I do not know how I got invovled with a feeble human like you, but all I can say for now is that we are fated"he continued despite her reaction. "The fate you talk about has destroyed me!"she yelled, tears finally leaving her eyes. "Maybe because you run away from it" he suggested.

“The first king cannot return without a body.” Shigure looked at me. “A body carrying royal tide blood and wolf memory.” Cael gave a bitter laugh. “So everyone chose the same girl.” The book opened again. This page showed the blood moon. Three crowns circled beneath it. The Tide Crown. The Stormcrest Crown. A third crown made from black bone. Words burned across the glass. WHEN THE THREE CROWNS MEET, THE FIRST KING MAY RISE. THE LAST QUEEN MUST BE EMPTIED.

Because the bond is too strong and I'm stupid Soren. Outside my door, Felix is still talking, still arguing, but now his words seem submerged in water. I just hear the roar of the crowd. To Felecca. All I can see is the banner. FATED BY CHOICE, BOUND BY DESTINY.

He's mine and no one can take what is mine. He was the reason I remained a maid so he'll notice me one day but that Cindy girl had to come into the picture and mess things up for me. I wasn't going to leave that happen. He's mine only, and I hate to share. I'm going to have him all to myself, no matter the cost.

Tabitha said when Koran came to the top of the stairs and saw who had arrived. Julie and Maia looked up at the pregnant woman and felt a powerful aura around her. “Are you still pregnant?” Julie asked. “I’ve been pregnant for some years. I’m carrying the future Phoenix king.” Koran proudly said as she descended the stairs, with Nancy following and helping her. Maia and Julie were surprised to hear that the future Phoenix king was being born. “That explains the powerful aura I felt from you,” Maia stated. “It’s the tempering of fire he has to go through. There has never been a king born from the Phoenix.” Koran continued as they made their way into the living room.

All these will not last, no matter how hard I try. I want her as my Queen, but deep down, I know our relationship is a lost cause. Cursed from heaven. Others are aware of this, yet they gather together —inside my Mansion with music and food and chants of joy— to celebrate her Coronation, when they know of the past, and can predict the future; she will be dead in a few months. It will not last. This is not the first time I am crowning her as my Queen, and this most likely will not be the last time I will crown her as my Queen.

She wonders how she knew she seeks for something. "Your fate is cursed and it is not your fault but let it define you is your doing. Get ready for the pain your fate brings for it will sting and last for a lifetime. You will be the best Queen that lives but it all comes with it reward and it's punishment", the lady's smile drops. "He loves you and lives for you so please don't remember for it will change the cause of things and who you trust", Sasha looks at both our hand and I know there are a lot of questions replaying in her head.

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.