Fate Apocrypha Light Novels & Stories

"Oh! Your book looks better! I'd rather take that one" Lucus smirked "This?" He said as he raised his book "You're too young for this." "We will see that!" She threw away Fate's book and ran towards Lucus. "Mistake~," He said and disappeared. He grabbed Fate's book and soon disappeared along with Fate. Fate's wounds healed as soon as she touched her book "You should be careful at night, you know there are dark spirits everywhere." Lucus said as they sat on the terrace of a building.

“It’s not a blank book see” I hold up the book to show him the page I’m currently reading. He bursts out laughing. “Well it must be written in invisible ink because all I see is a blank book” I look up at Delilah confused as she all but runs to me. “Hmm curious. Faith can you really read that book?” “Yes it’s about the history of the three fates and a some what prophets it mentions the child of light, the moon goddess’s blessed and the dark knight” Both Destin and Delilah look at each other in shock.

I said before turning back "If you see this I’m sure you will forget about those cupcakes" "Oh God," I said as I rolled my eyes "Just say what you want to say because I know you leave me alone till I hear you out" "Of course, I won’t, but anyways, look at this," She said as she showed me something on her phone "Oh my God, is this what I think it is?" "Yes, and it’s starting next month. We have to apply, if we win it’s bye-bye bakery store for us and hello Miss Afraah and Miss Amal as the new owners of a restaurant"

spine. Who were they? Immediately, my blood feels as frigid as ice. At last, I recognized them as the Fates. Suddenly, out of the blue, a powerful lightning strike occurred. Time and Destiny were in the hands of the gods known as the Fates. Despite being three, they were all one. They are the past, present, and future. They held in their hands the knowledge of the entire universe, including what had happened and what would happen. What made them decide to come see me? I squinted to see what they were doing. While the one on the left was busy knitting a complicated, enormous sock that I doubt would fit anyone—unless they were knitting for Sasquatch or Bigfoot—the youngest was clutching a lar

“My queen deserves her own throne.” I roll my eyes and take a seat. Leave it to Lucifer to make such a blatant statement. Of course, a large part of me feels giddy, but I don’t let him see it. Bree gives me a wide-eyed look and takes the seat beside my throne. Once everyone has been seated, Amara begins to talk. “So we’ve been working on finding a way to help you and your angel. As I reviewed the tomes, I found that the fates seemed to be mentioned as key figures in the prophecies, which is why I chose to focus on the fates rather than the prophecy.”

After a long silence, Arissa cleared her throat and initiavely, introduced herself to the young man next to her. “Arissa Nova…” She said her name casually, stretched out her hand. "Cristan Lewis ..." The young man replied her nonchalantly and took her hands in a firm grip. His day has been tough and rough today. Thank goodness he finally managed to find a play to stay this fast. Tonight, will be his last day to live in his old apartment. Tomorrow, he got to leave. Well, even though he didn’t expect to share a room with this strange girl, but it seemed that she was quite fair and square.

Tired, droopy eyes, hunched backs, and heavy sighing, these were seen of Juste and Chastine as they outwardly expressed their disheartening encounter with their army commander. Even Chastine’s positive demeanor wasn’t able to overpower the current miserable mood they were feeling. They just stood there, raising their head up high, and looking at the signage of the apothecary. They both wondered if they would ever step inside to look for Maxill and tell the bloodhunt that they didn’t get any southern thorny wolfbane and that their guidebook had been burned to bits. The hidden talisman Maxill set up glowed, indicating that Juste and Chastine had been detected within that area.

All the devils seemed dead as some were slowly dying. Unfortunately, in this blast, she couldn't survive too. In the last moments of her life, she saw the end of those devils with her own eyes. There was no regret left. With a satisfied smile on her lips, she closed her eyes. ....................................... Finally, she could see a new ray of light with her own eyes when her body started shaking. She could hear her name echoing in the atmosphere. "Rong! Wake up!" Irritated, she slowly opened her eyes and found herself lying on the bed.

"and as for our child, I'm more eager to meet it than you." She looked at me grinning. "Really?" "Yep." I kissed her forehead. Look at her, such a kind and innocent soul. How can anyone ever hate her? Everything was going soo well, we were all soo happy but after every sunny day there's a dark night. We had never ever imagined something like this could happen. Everything was destroyed in a second.....

Or rather, in a mere 23 years… World War 4 pushed the world to the verge of destruction. That’s when on the 23rd year, July 1st. One of the legendary twelve apostles of the God of Creation suddenly appeared, and ‘it’ decided to put an end to everything. ‘It’ destroyed several of the strongest and leading causes countries of World War 4 in just three days by itself, alone. Even with full preparation to meet against his attacks, not a single one of them is able to take down the apostle— even if it’s the powerful celestial gods who are just one rank below them.