Fate Crossovers Novels & Stories

The emotions in his eyes were hard to distinguish. but I didn't look further for answers, those beautiful hazel eyes, once I looked lovingly had lost it's beauty. He slowly got out of their bed, the girl whined for him to stay for little more. He came closer My heart sank. Mind blank as a canvas, on which was engraved the words I heard then: “I,Ethan Brown, the future alpha of the pack, reject you, Thalia carnell as my mate and Luna of this pack.”

His instinct only tells one thing to do. Survive. But on that fateful day, he met his goddess of fortunes as his savior. His life rescuer. Someone who has destined to be his home. A safe haven for him. Ever since that day, his feet entered her life. If Sister Hua didn't show up that day, his fate probably ended it up in the sewers or even worse. He could be a pocket thief or a beggar. Busying himself begging on the street with no future. Now, slowly, with a straight head, his path life was steady and clear. He no longer feels scared of what future has hold for him ahead.

“I’ve been having vivid dreams, Ruin. Dreams that aren’t just dreams. I see entire lives played out in seconds—people I don’t know, places I’ve never been. I didn’t understand it at first and Halo mentioned it could be a side effect of ‘seeing’ again. But I realize now that I was seeing … their fates.” It hasn’t quite dawned on me yet that Chloe Jane is a fucking Fate; one of the Four Sisters of Fate. No wonder The Creators mated me with her… this can only mean that each of us will be mated to a Fate if they want to bring about the Wild Hunt. But what is going to be so bad that they need a literal Biblical flood to cleanse the place? Who exactly are they expecting? Just as I think this, I he

We stood at the crossroads of forgiveness and redemption. "Scarlett," I called out over the sounds of fighting, my voice carrying power but also care. "It's not too late to pick a new path. Help end this, perhaps redemption awaits." She hesitated, torn between ties and desire for forgiveness. The weight of her choices pressed heavily on her for too long. A sudden surge of power came from the Eclipse Coven ranks. The prophecy's final verses echoed in my head signalling this supernatural clash's high point. The battlefield trembled as unseen forces collided preparing a revelation changing our kind's future.

She inquired, reasoning that in the worst-case scenario, she might be able to utilize some of this information to her advantage, especially if others were eager to kill her for it. "Fate are humans that have escaped from another realm." As you go, your spiritmerges with the same Magic that createdthe world, and you become Magic." According to Mark "But that's the same as Magi," Lisa said, perplexed. “No. No, it isn't. Magi are humans who have the ability to channel Magic. Fate is a magical force." "It sounds like a semantic distinction to me," Lisa shrugged. "No, it isn't. Fate has the capacity to travel across realms.

She awakened something far stronger, and even rarer- the gift of Fate. The gift of Fate is a rare gift, one that is hardly ever found in the kingdom of magic. Even ancient witches and wizards were not as scarce as the gift of Fate. Fate encapsulated time, space and people. It affected all entities, be it living or non-living, sentient or not. Fate is absolute. Ultimate. Final.

I thought I was only reading a novel until I woke up inside it. I wake trapped in the body of Seraphina Vale, a noblewoman whose future I know. In the original story, I am destined to die by the order of Crown Prince Adrian Blackthorne, the man I am supposed to marry. Knowing what awaits me, I decide to change everything. I avoid the events that led to Seraphina’s downfall, determined to survive and find a way back to my own world. But everything changes when Adrian arrives earlier than he should and accuses me of trying to kill him. In his hand is a silver dagger engraved with my name. I know that dagger never existed in the story, and I realize someone is changing the plot. As

The sky started getting bright and it was dawn already. "I will stop you," Lucus said as he looked at his book. "What are you thinking, Death?" Fate said as she looked at him "Don't do something that you might regret." Lucus looked at her, his grey and his hair peach. Fate looked into his eyes "You are right, I am the end. So I'll decide who's end I will be" He said and disappeared among the black clouds. She stood watching the skylight grow brighter "Not good"

"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."

Clotho POV It's been weeks since Tate and Channing had made their decision about Emiko. They had already found a way to get her to be human so she could be killed. We knew this, and were trying to figure out how two souls broke free of their string of destiny. This was something unheard of in our times as Fate. We were going through the books of the original Fate. I closed the last book I was reading and growled. "Oh my fucking gods." Atropos cursed with joy.