Fate Crossovers Novels & Stories

she thought. She lowered my head, not letting anyone notice those painful tears. "Cong Rong, you're a great writer, and that's why we gave you one more chance. But I think the fantasy genre is not for you." Her entire world seemed to shatter in those words. Fantasy was her life, but she had to accept her fate. She took a deep breath, letting all her anxiety out. Suddenly, a smile formed on her lips when she recalled her dad's words he once said to her.

her eyes were misty as she asked. "Zenia, I want you to know that we are fated" He replied instead "Fated?!"she scoffed. "What fucking fate?" "I do not know why, I do not know how I got invovled with a feeble human like you, but all I can say for now is that we are fated"he continued despite her reaction. "The fate you talk about has destroyed me!"she yelled, tears finally leaving her eyes. "Maybe because you run away from it" he suggested.

I clench my fist without realizing it. A murmured protest from her forces him to set her down. She tugs her gown that had rode up down to her knees, her cheeks staining. His grey eyes meet mine, unsmiling. “Alpha Crosswalk.” “Alpha Purrey.” He nods. “We meet again.” Then, he extends an arm for a clasp. As little as the gesture seems, it is a sign of acceptance. We follow her inside. A dark-haired maid relieves Alphonsus of her bags and he leaves me in quite a hurry.

My mind kept drifting back to the scroll hidden in the basement, to the runes I had drawn on the floor. I had found the scroll hidden among my grandmother's things after she died. It was ancient, written in a language that had taken me weeks to decipher. It spoke of the Fates—Abraxas, the Fate of Life; Kaius, the Fate of Death; and Ryuu, the Fate of Destiny. The Fates ruled the universe, deciding the course of every life, every death, every destiny. The scroll claimed that one could summon a Fate and ask for a boon. But it came with a warning: to call on a Fate was to risk death. I didn't care about the risk. If I didn't do something, I would be exposed as a Shade during my first shift, and

Even then, I didn’t step back. She looked at me like the fight had ended, and something far more dangerous had begun. --- POV: Selene I closed my eyes, but the vision didn’t fade. Even in the dark, I still saw them. Fire. Shadow. And a kiss is already rewriting the world. It shouldn’t have been possible — not between mortal and exile, not under the watch of gods sworn to keep the pattern intact. Yet the Loom had quivered, the Mirror had convulsed, and Fate itself had spoken.

He had moved to the engine, his fingers hovering over gears that had frozen mid-turn, as if the mechanism had been stopped in the middle of a single breath. I held the scroll beneath Seraphina's fading light and the words resolved into a language I should not have known but did. 'The boundary between the written fate and the lived fate is not fixed. It has been crossed seven times in recorded history. Each crossing left a scar. Each scar became a door. The Author writes, but the Warden maintains the wall between the script and the soul. Without maintenance, characters become aware. Awareness becomes rebellion. Rebellion becomes collapse.' My hands shook, the parchment rattling between my fin

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.

The previous books are: - Fated Rejection – Fated Claim (Book 1) - Fated Soul – Fated Light (Book 2) - Fated Power – Fated Destiny (Book 3) The previous books in the Dark Moon series (Cross-over series) are: - His Hunt For Redemption (Book 1) - Design of Fate (Book 2)

“Why didn’t you say anything earlier? Why do something this humiliating on the wedding day? How am I supposed to explain this to Mark?” Lily pointed at me. “Just let Emma marry him.” The moment I heard that, I realized my sister had been reborn, too. We were twins. Because of our looks, matchmakers had been coming to our house nonstop since we turned eighteen. To pay for our younger brother’s education and future marriage, our mother betrothed us to two families. One was Jackson, the mayor’s son. The other was Mark Hollander, the richest man in town. In my previous life, although Jackson was the mayor’s son, he was unattractive, and his father was so honest that their family was even poorer

“I've answered the question with the ghouls so what else do you want to know.” “You still owe me an explanation that.” Catalina said as a matter of fact. “Very well then. Charles what is your question?” Fate looked at me, from above us, scrolls were sorting themselves out and selecting a few. The chosen ones floated down to the table and arranged itself. Catalina stared with wide eyes. “Why did you create her? Can her fate not be changed? Is there something she can do to save the world if her fate can't be changed?” Fate’s eye shifted from Catalina to I then back to Catalina. “I will take her first so she won't be grumpy and ruin her pretty face.”