Fate Crossover Novels & Stories

And with a small voice that no one could hear, she added, "It all depends on the Fates." "Winner! Zabdiel Lewelyn!" ~O~O~O~ The rounds continued until there were only nine of them. Zabdiel, Barbie, Kieran, Clive, "Bloom", a Fire Kryst named Ine, a Water Kryst named Ylena, Crystal Kryst Thēna, and a Shadow Kryst named Saito. Zabdiel and Ine went first. The Fire Kryst was stronger and wiser, he defeated Zabdiel in a short time span. Thankfully, Zabdiel was not injured so much.

“I… didn’t think that far yet.” Ema gasped like she’d been personally offended. “No. Absolutely not. This is important.” She started pacing immediately. “This has to be cute. Emotional. Memorable. He needs to cry.” Hazel laughed softly again, wiping her tears. “You really want him to cry.” “Yes.” Ema answered shamelessly. “Because I know he will.” Hazel looked down at the pregnancy test once more, a soft smile slowly forming despite the tears in her eyes. Alan was going to be a father.

You choose your fate. Don’t you see, Rose? Every single life on this planet, human or shifter, has a fate out there for them. The fated path can change depending on your individual desires and free will, but each choice has its own path. Our destines are intertwined with each other in a complex labyrinth; the interweaving threads of the embroidered tapestry of life. No one born of this world is completely devoid of their fate. Everyone possesses both fate and free will, but free will will only get you so far, and you are no exception to that rule. Even a choice to remove yourself from this world and your possible fate, has its own destiny in the afterlife. Do you understand, Rose?”

Her eyes moved across the group, keeping them all in rapt attention. "The time has come," Luna announced, her voice ringing across the clearing. "The path of fate is in motion." Ethan, Gabriel, and Amelia exchanged perplexed stares. What did this mean? Was the decision Ethan made the correct one? Luna extended her palm, and a shimmering light enveloped the three of them, linking their destiny in an unbreakable tie. "The three of you are now bound by the strands of fate. The decisions you make will define the future not only for yourself but for the whole pack."

As she took a step forward, a stiff wind hit us, but then there were images of people I had never met before running through my mind. Cerenity POV Running behind my beloved, we were almost caught ideas, wretched wolves how could my brother ever do this to me? If I don’t nothing I would have been dead. Lycaontroph had gone mad. So I loved a man, what curse was there to be placed on me for loving a man? It seems a brother with no heart was to be my curse. As I held tightly to my child I’m met with starving wolves, “we must avoid these, if we are found, I fear the death he has set for us” my lover said, an omega of my brothers kingdom is who the fates have given me to love, there was no god in

And as I took in the sight of my people's fallen bodies, something shifted within me and I thrust forward, killing, kicking, slashing throats with my fangs, using the opportunity to vent all my frustrations. 'You are no longer alone.' I linked the warriors, transferring my Luna energy to them, and they looked motivated, joining me, ready to fight for their pack, as they were supposed to. The next two hours were spent fighting, killing. The smell of blood and death filled the air, accompanied by groans and cries. And as I looked at the scene before me, a sense of victory coursed through me. We were winning. Victory was within our reach, until. " You insist on being stubborn, right? Let me see

Etched into it was the Brawnstorm crest, a storm-wolf howling into the wind. “This is it,” Kael said, climbing out before turning to offer his hand again. “Home.” I hesitated. The air was colder than I was used to, but the chill wasn’t what made me shiver, it was the quiet. No scolding voices. No sharp footsteps down polished halls. No Jared. Just wind and snow, and him. I took his hand. His people bowed their heads respectfully as we passed through the gates. None looked away in disgust, none wrinkled their noses at my scent.

"I don't take myself and Rylan's personal suffering very fun." Fate shakes his head at me, his closing strides toward me are ones I refuse to react to. My body is as frigid as a marble statue as he sits next to me, the bed sinking down with him. He smells strangely delightful, like walking through a forest at the crack of dawn. If sunlight and shadows together had a scent, he would describe it. "Your mate will be someone whose mate died many years ago," Fate continues, as if I hadn't spoken just before. "I might even be nice and let you choose who you would like to mark you in the end."

com/GoldenPhoenix Thank you. Best of luck, XXX I closed my mails and I felt that invisible positive energy flowing without hindrances. I felt that energy and I am grateful. Grateful that everything is flowing calmly. Even with this unimaginable contract, I still want to pursue writing. Even I did not finish my college course, I will still create my life. I can imagine my future now. After this contract, I will live in a faraway country or remote place away from everything that has hurt me. I will leave from this city soon. I will start anew. Something unexplainable ignited inside me-- HOPE.

Her question was very pointed. “Your Majesty, you do not see fate bonds. You see mate bonds. Fated mates, yes, but mate bonds created by Selene for her children. Fate bonds are created by Fate and Destiny, the God of Gods, long forgotten by the mortals of this world.” I took a deep breath, “Unless Fate and Destiny wanted you to see them, you would not be able to see the bonds they create. I am your child’s Fated, she is my Destined. I don’t know why, I don’t understand the logic of pairing a mortal with an immortal.” I put my head in my hands. I had no idea how to handle this.