Divine Fate Novels & Stories

He remained quiet for a time, then continued, “I think most people find comfort in being fated. In knowing that everything has already been set out for them,…because no decision is yours but rather something established by the gods. Even the gods must take consolation in knowing that their fates are certain, the conclusion of the end of days is known. But for whatever reason, individuals like you, me, and Alpha Octavia can modify the weave of our threads, which means we must shoulder the full cost of every choice we make.” “They say being given the blood of a god is a gift,” I muttered. “But it’s a curse.” For a long period, Tristan was silent; then he murmured, “You were not yourself today.

"I wish it didn't have to be like this." "I know." A hiccup escaped her. "I was never supposed to get married. Never supposed to get pregnant. It was written in my destiny. But I just had to go and defy the goddess, and now this is happening to our child." "It's not your fault, Freya. The prophecy was just wrong." She peered up at him, her red-rimmed eyes searching his. "Don't say that, Alex. The moon goddess is never wrong."

Each race was blessed by the God that has created them and these Gods bestowed a leader that was of their blood, to foresee the fate of their people and guide them even without the God’s interfering with fate. Even though they are Gods themselves, they do not want to cross with the God of Fate who would do anything to make sure everything she had written would happen. If a God pulled some strings behind her back, their fate itself would be troubled. The God of Fate was following the destiny of life, she only writes what is just and reasonable, one of the most powerful and revered individuals that no one wanted to defy.

“The goddess everyone loves… everyone respects. The goddess everyone relies on. The one they believe to be the most powerful being that exists.” She paused slightly. “But even she has a weakness.” My eyes lowered slightly as I listened quietly, not saying a word. “She has something she cannot fight against,” Dravena continued. “And that… is fate.” Her voice echoed softly through my mind. “Once a human is born, their fate is sealed from that very moment. Their life and their death are already written in stone but it is not written by the Moon Goddess. It is written by fate itself. Fate is a force that must run its course, Lilith. A force that not even gods can truly defy.”

"What's that supposed to mean? You're not God. How did you give him a God's essence?" "A God's essence eliminated the host's Fate. Liam was just another normal mortal, but his Fate is eliminated because of God's essence wrapped around his soul core. Thus, he became the fourth name on the list. He became the Fateless being." "Who gave this order?!" Jay became impatient as he needed to know why the Author tampered with Liam's fate which was supposed to live his life as those who had their Fate laid out for them. He wasn't supposed to be a Fateless being. Becoming a Fateless being means he would always become the target of other celestial beings.

She glanced from the leaving waiter, then back to Tobias. “What…what are you doing?” “Letting fate decide.” “What is that meant to mean?” “It means everything that happens in this world, is controlled by fate. Our meeting, our marriage, the divorce, later meeting again, the events that happened and even down to this very moment, It’s all being controlled by one single string. Fate. I don’t know about you, but I believe everything, had led to the very moment, in the future, where we are happy together, however that might not be the case,”

"But once, I asked him why he was so protective of Arte. He said that it was like something drew him to her. Like something was demanding that he treat her as though she were his sister and cherish her" Khione frowned, her tone dipping lower "Do you think...Fate is drawing people to her? Like, pulling them to her to help her on her journey?" She asked, eyes locked onto Carter. Silence fell over them for a few moments before he gave her a casual shrug "Could be. Or it could be a passive ability of hers. She is a divine being, after all. I think it's a situation in which time will tell," he replied, lifting his cup and necking back the remaining coffee. Khi wasn't satisfied with this answer, b

he furrows his eyebrow at my words, so I tell him everything Selene told me. When I’m finished, he growls loudly at what Fate has done, not just to me but to others. Fate has always been a trickster. Playing with the lives of everyone, she is a puppet master. People blame their god for how their lives have turned out, but in reality it’s fate’s doing. She is vicious and can destroy you on a whim. No rhyme or reason. It depends on her mood.

“Oh, gods. Misha. What have you done?” “What I had to do,” I said softly, kneeling in front of her. “And now we have to fix it. The remaining Fates, they told us how. They said the universe needs a Triad to hold the balance until the babies are born. A temporary one. They called it the Keepers of Fate.” Ava looked from me to Damon, comprehension slowly dawning. “A Triad. You two, and…?” This was it. “And a third anchor,” I said, my voice pleading. “Someone with divine blood, connected to me and Damon. Someone strong enough to help us shoulder the weight.”

I soon learned werewolves were hunting down witches, thinking we had cast some kind of spell on them. The Fated Plague killed tens of thousands of werewolves, and as a result, just as many witches were hunted, wrongfully accused, and killed as well. My mother tried to reason with our pack; she was a witch after all, and our father fell ill to the Fated Plague. Why would she want her own mate to die? I learned then that people don’t see reason when all they want is revenge.