Fate Apocrypha Novels & Stories

She lit up his darkness so that he could find his way out of it. Readers had asked for a Hades appearance ever since Remo, Angel’s hellhound, was introduced in “Fated Power – Fated Destiny” so it was time for him to show up. Following in the path of species integration that my books have had, Zion’s book will include his little witch mate. His story will begin after “Fated Bonds – Caught in a Web of Secrets” finishes serializing on R E A M. The future Legacies of Fate series – which includes Blakely, Asher, and Scarlett’s stories – and the future Legacies of Destiny series – which includes Zion, Lola, and Matteo’s stories will be told on that platform.

With the rope untied, Rain fell nonchalantly into the abysmal pit of inescapable demise. Every Rha member's heart sank into crippling anguish. The taste of victory was stained by regret and misery. When Creed saw her tumble into the Valley of Ghouls, his tears turned crimson. The jaws of Agenor and Falco were so tightened that multiple veins on their forehead were apparent. Colt, Nakiya, and Maira all gazed at Wolf with unfathomable rage.

I bumped into a girl and all her books crashed on the floor. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” she apologised repeatedly trembling. We both bent at the same time to pick up the books. I couldn’t respond. My jaw dropped when I noticed the huge gum stuck to her hair. Trying to remove that amount of gum would leave that spot bald. She looked up at me and our eyes met. It was Lucy. Another omega. She looked relieved when she realised it was me. She looked horrible. Her eyes were hollow and sunken. She looked away from me and hurriedly tried to pick up her books. ”Here let me help…”

Each piece had a purpose, and now he found himself staring down at an assault against his only remaining bishop, with no sign of escape. Or maybe...he moved the piece. Soartin's hand went to his chin. "Then what else do you want to know of your path's founder?" There it was. He had rubbed off on his brother, now the man had no patience for rounding a subject for too long, unlike when they were younger. "What do you know of the Apocrypha?" Soartin paused, his piece frozen mid-move. He moved the piece aside, changing its initial trajectory, ending the assault. Had he seen the plan? Sethlzaar wondered, or was it his intention to prolong the match.

Regret that the person your soul and wolf is bound to forever is not the right kind of person for you. People forget that Fate doesn’t plan for everyone to have a happy ever after. Fate is not a fairy godmother granting wishes. Some people have to suffer to make the greater plans of the world move. You can’t make everyone happy. So some people, like my poor sister Pen, must be mated to the sadistic bullies of the world because Fate has a higher plan than her daily life.

“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.

The event, which now was mentioned so suddenly that it not only caught her offguard, but touched her weakest spot, knowingly or unknowingly. Her heart clenched with fear but she continued reading the letter. "I know you remember, there is no way you would forget about it. After all, she was your best friend wasn't she?" She shuddered and a tear rolled down her cheek as she could not help but agree that she indeed remembered everything very clearly even after eight years from when the accident happened. Or rather she couldn't forget that accident how much ever she tried to do. It was like she was cursed to remember every detail about that incident, thus making her unsure - "Are tears rolling

“Many will lose their lives.” Reed’s head snapped harshly. He was shocked with what Apo said. “What are you talking about?” “War is coming. I can smell blood, so much blood and lives will be wasted.” Reed held into the old lady’s shoulder. “Why did you just tell me this?” When Apo opened her eyes, it was all white and her eyes shone like the sun. Reed knew at that moment that Apo was having a trance. She was receiving a message from the Moon Goddess. Many didn’t know in the tribe, but Apo possessed a special gift of predicting the future. Not a distant future, but the one that was near to come.

One that had arrived was dressed in woman’s clothing. “Not sure; you do know how hard it is to have the seal broken,” Bob replied to everyone, not to get their hopes up. The vortex of power continued to gather, and what started out as hard to see became even more apparent. All of the Power of Faith was not entering the chapels but gathering straight into the vortex, causing more and more of the Fallen not to be able to cultivate and gather in front of the apartment in anticipation of Lucy’s breakthrough. Many speculated with the amount being gathered, Lucy may even be able to overshadow Yawayer from Heaven.

“What can you tell us about Atropos?” I prompt. Well, she is usually considered to be the oldest of the fates. I’m not sure how anyone would know that kind of thing, but that’s what the stories I was told said. It doesn’t really matter anyway. So, as I said, Atropos is the fate who controls the manner in which someone dies and cuts the string that represents their lifespan. Basically if our fates represent the beginning and middle of life, Atropos represents the ending. I don’t really know exactly what abilities your Kiara has but it probably involves knowing how people will die. Maybe when? You would really need to ask her for the specifics.” Collin suggests. I tense up. I was so interested