Crowned By Fate Mga Nobela at Kwento

But because I can't understand which language it is from. [Death and fate...is interconnected in hierarchical relationship. With death a little lower than fate. You see, Fate dictates what happened to every person's life. Every decision, every circumstances, every thoughts, every actions and how it has ripple effects on everyone around you, all of it is planned and predicted by fate. Coincidence never exists, only inevitable. And you, Alice dear, were blessed to have access to this great fate. You can have control. That's the power strings can bestow upon you.]

I won't blame her because it's what I have thought also; somewhere in my heart, I wish and hope that Carter is rejected by the Moon goddess because I know what it holds. “We shouldn't talk like that, Brooke,” I reply, still holding onto her hand, while she nods slowly. I shift my attention back to what is happening at the front of the hall, the priestess who is holding the crown.. The crown, woven from rough, dark vines with sharp thorns, she holds carefully like an egg. It is rumored that if the crown falls, then the person will die a very painful death.. Looking at the crown, it isn't of glory or splendor but one of raw tradition and unspoken meaning.

Closer to see the nameplate of the device: [Time Machine – Researching] Lina gave a wicked smile, but her parents' words made her pause for a moment: “ The time machine is being researched...” However, when she looked at the past life monitor, her parents' warning words immediately disappeared, replaced by: "If you want to cut off the predestined fate in this life, you must cut the predestined relationship from the previous life."

What will happen when the charismatic crown prince of the Arisee clan son of the great dubious king Ziba falls in love with the slave girl who worked in the maize farm where he was supposed to supervise. Conflicted and torn, he would have to make his choice wisely either to send the slave girl down to the deadliest places or have her all to himself and dance to the drum beats of the masquerades... Coming soon.

“A prophecy.” From the way he says it, a chill dances down Maxine’s spine. “A prophecy?” “There was a prophecy.” He releases a slow breath. “One about a mateless ruler.” Maxine’s eyes widened. “A mateless ruler?” Titan nods slowly. “The prophecy spoke of a Wolf King destined to rule alone. A king without a mate.” His jaw tightens. “Without the one thing every wolf treasures above all else.” Maxine’s brows knitted together. She wasn’t sure what she had expected him to say, but it certainly wasn’t that. A wave of sympathy washes over her. “That’s awful.”

I tried not to make any noise at all and even though my body was hurting like crazy, I still stood up and went back to listen. Yes I was gifted with immortality but my ability to heal was very slow. If anything, my immortality was nothing but a curse. “As I was saying, alpha Urian will be attending this year. This will be the first time he ever attends the union Ball and he is determined to get a mate here, fated or not”. He said and my dad nodded in understanding. “I need you to pick one of your daughters and introduce her to him”. He said and my dad looked at him in shock.

Futures that had been denied permission to unfold. Aria’s throat tightened. “This is where outcomes are decided before they happen,” she said softly. King’s jaw clenched. “No.” Aria looked at him. He didn’t like what he was seeing. Not because it was terrifying. Because it was true. He spoke more quietly. “We were told fate is written.” Aria’s gaze drifted across the floating fragments. “It isn’t written,” she said. A pause. “It’s selected.” The Heart pulsed again. And this time—

His presence deepened. Not closer— Heavier. You weren’t made to kneel, he said. Not cruel. Not gentle. Just inevitable. Not to Kade. Not to Selene. Not to fate. Each name struck differently. Kade — a knife. Selene — a silence. Fate — a chain. My knees buckled. But I didn’t fall. He raised his hand— And in it, the crown appeared. Not descended. Not conjured. Just there. White flame licked its edges, tinted violet.

Noah pecked his nose. Just then they laughed as Benjamin's stomach grumbled. "Come lets eat. And then i will make sure to wreck this cottage at every surface". Noah winked pulling him into his arms. "I will be waiting". Benjamin winked too. Yes... It was their beginning of a new life. Happy. Wild. Full of love. And yes lots of poundings... This was their Fate that they wrote... ---- Tabby

“We are not in a position to celebrate anything at the moment. And it’s no longer clear whether the ceremony is appropriate.” “Appropriate?” Kirsten sobs. “Why wouldn’t it be appropriate? The Crown Prince’s mating ceremony is always appropriate.” My dad leans forward now, a glint in his eye as he watches realisation dawn on her face. “Yes, but it’s no longer clear who the Crown Prince is. If everything the doctors say is true, Tobias’s status as heir will be reinstated as soon as he’s cleared as fit by the Council.” “But Felix is the Crown Prince now, and he’s here. Safe and well and healthy. It can’t just be rescinded unless he’s incapacitated or killed. We had to read the laws when it was