Novel & Cerita Do You Believe In Fate

But that hasn't crossed her mind. "That's a coincidence!" "I don't believe in coincidences, do you?" Her black eyes peeked from the sunglasses she was wearing. "No I don't. But could it be if it wasn't a coincidence?" "Fate" "Fate?! No way" as much as she was content in marrying the love of her life, Blessing didn't believe in fate too.

I launch myself off, Roll in the air and land on my feet for a perfect dismount. Jayson eyes went wide and he looked like he was going to save me again, but then relaxed. I fix my hair and walk to him. "Do you believe in fate?" He scrunched his brow. "Like it's all in the cards kind of thing?" I lean on the machine beside him. "Yeah. Like no matter what, the universe keeps pulling you in a certain direction. Fate." He shakes his head. "Never had reason to. Fates not really for guys like me. Why?"

At this time, Lina had returned home, she angrily went straight to her room when the sound of her parents talking caught her attention and stopped to listen even though her whole body was drenched. “ Baby, so we were right with that hypothesis, people have predestined fate and two people come together in this life because of the affection of their previous life.” “ That's right, now just need to verify with the device that the past life that you researched, our spiritual research can be said to be half successful.”

CHAPTER 100 - EPILOGUE 2 HOURS EARLIER ~ ROSEANNA Do you believe in fate? i don't. Though once I had strong believe in one and I always though that everything that happened to me so far is because of the fucking fate, but no. There is no thing as fate. Fate is fake. Destiny is fake. Nothing just happens because the earth revolves and causes it to happen.

“What? What is it?” “Everyone, regardless of what they do or say, they have a predetermined fate. That means something in their life that no matter what they do, they would have ended up like that. The spirits say that your entire life’s trajectory is in your hands. From the moment you were born. All the choices you’ve made, they.... there is no predetermined fate for you. Had you done things a certain way, your outcome would have been different. Even now, your fate is in your hands. This is incredible. Sometimes the gods play with our lives, it’s normal. Hence why we have mates, soul bonds, and other things that are predetermined by forces greater than us. Yours is not like that. You may no

"I am sure that your man, the one you are fated to be with will be willing to wait until you are ready to start dating" "Yeah, if fate does exist"

But Kate does believe in Jesus, the Holy Trinity, Mama Mary, Heaven, Hell and maybe even Purgatory. Because of what her Stats teacher has told them once in class, she doesn’t think her pa will ever win the Ultra or Grand Lotto jackpot even though he buys tickets every day, but she doesn’t have the heart to tell him so though. Still, Kate believes in horoscopes, lucky coins, and of course true love and soulmates. Basically, she would say that people make their own fate and not the other way around. And she wants to say the exact thing to her ma right now but, at the same time, something tells her that her ma already knows.

“Why your mother’s song? Why now? Why me?” “Why do you think I’m asking you?” he counters. “If you don’t know, how do you know it’s not just…” I wave a hand. “Coincidence.” He drums his fingers once on his knee. “When I was sixteen,” he says, “one of my uncles told me coincidence is just God laughing at our expense.” “I thought you didn’t believe in fate,” I say. “I don’t,” he says. “I believe in men who use fate as an excuse to do whatever they want. I’ve been one of them.”

“And the more I learn about these old rituals and trials of power and playing with destiny, the more I wonder about my own past, and my path forward.” I was rambling now, emotions brimming, and if I stopped talking now I might start crying. “And I just wonder how I got here, you know? Am I meant to be? Or will I fail?” I was closer to Cinda now, lowering my voice but not losing the urgency. “Do you believe in Fate?” Cinda cocked her head to the side, narrowing her eyes at me. “Of course, Mira,” she said confidently. “It is the only thing we can rely on— that we are not in control.”

"But you got me, so lead to way to class." He studied me for a moment and then he turned and we both started walking side by side. It was silent for a solid 30 seconds and then he stopped and turned towards me with his eyebrows furrowed. "I apologize for asking, but what makes you dislike the word, fate?" Not what I was expecting, but then again he seems to be the King of asking personal questions. "Well, if I believed in fate that would mean my parents were meant to die and that I was meant to have the remaining years since that death spent the way that it was. So, you see, I refuse to believe in such nonsense. My parents were good people and fate be damned, there was no way in hell they sh