Divine Fate Novels & Stories

The night grows deeper and the only sounds in the room continues to be their contineous moans and groans together with their heavy breaths. At this moment, the only thought running through Zarie's mind is that everything is in the right order for her and nothing can take it from her. Not even death or any other mortal. Hmmm... But no one can dictate what the future holds because the puzzle of fate is surely complicated, more twisted than we can ever imagine. Author’s note; Thank you for reading, stay safe.

Fate does not ask you what you want, fate knows what is best for you even when you don’t. It determines what comes into your life, everything you need will come to you at the perfect time. Are you meant to lose people you love? I believe that things do not happen by accident but there is a reason for everything that is meant to be. Nothing is ever taken from your hands to punish you but it is only leaving your hands empty for something better to come, something like finding the ones you love.

And without knowing why, Roman finally took this last step. "Why? Why me? Why my son? ”He whispered tonelessly into the cold air and sealed his iniquity: he quarreled with his fate! That was already looking down at him coldly and relentlessly. Zaizura, the goddess of fate, never forgot and never forgave, and she would punish this insolent, tiny human being, who had dared to boo her for favor, so that it would again remember the laws of immutability of the universe!

“What do you mean?” “He’s in a coma,” Daniel said while he rubbed his temple. “The stab wounds were deep, and he lost a lot of blood. One of the blades punctured near his ribs and affected some of his organs. If your father wasn’t a Lycan, he would have died instantly.” I clenched my fists hard. “So you’re saying he still has a chance?” Daniel hesitated. “I can’t promise anything, my lord. His body is fighting, but his chances of survival are very low. Only the Moon Goddess can decide his fate now.”

The voice answered before I could form the words. “Remember the keys to freeing yourself from the repeated curse of fated mates choosing another and rejecting you: allow the mate bond to accept who it was chosen for. Once you do, your luck and faith will shine brighter than even I, and your ancient powers will at last return. Your fated mates must share the same ending in name as that of your chosen successor. This successor is the pup you bear — not theirs, for they shall never raise a pup that survives beyond half the first generation. That is one of the many weights of the curse. They can never speak of it, and you would never learn of it, until your time came. Lyra has been made to not k

The hand curled on the rift’s edge, dragging something vast behind it. Dorian stepped forward, divine light surging. I caught his arm. “Don’t—” Too late. The thing leaned forward—not through yet, but close enough that its gaze, if it had eyes, found mine. The ground split. The forest bowed. And in mortal and divine realms at once, Fate’s voice came for the third and final time: “THE FIRE WILL CHOOSE ITS END.” The tear widened with a sound like every chain in the world breaking at once. Something older than gods began to descend.

The main reason was because those beings are bound to end like that. The Ichi, or first in command in the High Order of the Gods was the Goddess of Fate, Zahlen. She threads the fate of the beings of this world. Although she threads fate, she cannot completely control all the destinies she has threaded. She was like the door; she was only the passage that is needed to be crossed in order to deliver the fates to the designated people. ‘Mistress, did you already see the hero you will summon?’ asked Chaos telephatically.

He brought his beer to his lips, taking a large swig before setting it down again. "Fate," he began, "is one of those things we don't fully understand. It's complex, but it never happens without reason. Fate makes no mistakes, my son." He had a knowing smile and rubbed his greying beard with his hands. "For those who have a fated mate, it's one of the blessings bestowed by the moon goddess. If you're lucky enough to have a fated mate, then you can be certain that the moon goddess made no mistake in choosing your partner."

“Fate is a human construct. It is what they define our noesis, how we gods determine the outcome of their actions. You were born out of human cognition, so I figured you would have human traits.” “Is it a bad thing?” “No, it is a dangerous thing. Because it limits your comprehension. You cannot fathom the level of danger you are getting yourself into by challenging him,”