Fate Faker Novels & Stories

"Who're you?" Fate looked at the stranger suspiciously. She is in no mood to talk to strangers or flirt for the matter, not that she willingly did in her life. Which is why she never had a boyfriend before. As Rhine puts it, she can't help acting like a bitch in front of others outside work. "It's Williams. Kurt Williams." Kurt smiled charmingly and even tried to offer his hand for a shake, but took it back when Fate just looked at it blankly seemingly unaffected by his charms and didn't look like she had any intention of taking it.

“Don’t play dumb Zak. I noticed you had been sneaking out so I followed you this time. You don’t break the rules, so I wanted to see what was so important. Or apparently, who was so important. Who is she?” Fear and anger rose in me. If Kai were to tell her father, Gabriel, then everything I’ve done to protect El would have been for nothing. “She's no one.” I say calmly. “Just someone to occupy my time. You get what I mean.” Kai never made it a secret he was a ladies man, werewolf or human. He hadn’t found his mate yet and planned to use his time wisely until then. “But you’re not like that Zak. I could tell from watching you two she means something to you.” He steps closer, lowering his voic

We were not merely two wolves brought together by circumstance, but rather a fated pair destined to confront the forces that threatened our pack. The forgotten past revealed a prophecy, whispered in hushed tones through the ages. It spoke of an Alpha and a chosen one, bound by a sacred bond and destined to face a formidable adversary. The true nature of the rogues that had captured Alpha Damien was far more sinister than we had ever imagined. They were not mere outcasts but a malevolent force seeking to shatter the delicate balance between light and darkness.

Furthermore, he will always be able to locate me no matter where I go or whether Jack is my destined partner or not. He steps back and turns to face me. His long legs are between my thighs and his powerful arms are still holding my wrists to the platform. I look up into his face as a drop of water falls from his dark hair over my lips and into his green eyes. I took a deep breath. He looks at my mouth as if he wants to eat me. "You're mine, Omega," He growls."Nobody else is permitted to claim you". "Yes, my alpha," I nod." I belong to you".

“Don't disrespect your Alpha, I'll forget who you are and give you a punishment that you deserve, you saw me, you should at least show some respect. I am still the Alpha of this pack, and you will answer to me” “I'm sorry I just got carried away by what had happened, and I thought that you were Zander, I had not realized that I was the Alpha who was standing here” Was he trying to tell me that he was blind or something? How come he would think of me as Zander when I had nothing to do with him? Zander and I are totally different people. We didn't even look alike, while he had deep blue eyes. I had great eyes, and why his hair was always perfectly gelled up like a noble Englishman. I did not k

“I’ve always been with you. You just kept me hidden.” Charlene’s eyes widened as the woman lifted an arm and pointed to her own forearm. A soft light pulsed, and an intricate mark appeared—mirroring the same symbol that had once been on the legendary spear. The mark on the woman’s skin spread, glowing across her forehead. “I am you, and you are me. We are one, Trinity. The spear, you, and me—we are Fates.” Charlene’s pulse pounded in her ears. “What?! That’s insane! I don’t know who or what you are, but I am NOT a Fate!”

“…Now, let's briefly review the names fate has selected so far…” Sebastián Lafallete (Unknown lineage) Pietro Sokolov (Silver Frost Pack) Raphael Dupont (Forest Fury Pack) Matteo Müller (White Nightfall Pack) Noah Schwarz (Unknown lineage) Penelope Webber (Darkmoon Pack) “Wait a minute... A girl? Fate selected a girl?” Maddison asked, completely bewildered. “Well, fate has a rather peculiar way of doing things,” Queen Emma replied, trying to calm her daughter.

“For years you have waited. You have kept faith. The Moon Goddess has heard you. She has answered.” He stepped slightly aside, his hand gesturing to me. “She did not send you a queen born of ceremony. She sent you a warrior born of fire and second chances. She sent you my heart and my soul. My Fated Mate. Your Luna, Angela!” A ripple went through the pack, a shifting, a whispering of paws on earth. “She carries my mark,” Aaron continued, his voice dropping to an intimate growl that still somehow reached every ear. “And I carry hers. The bond is sealed. The line is secured. Our future is here.”

He's already slept with Sienna! In my previous life, I was frightened by these messages that seemed to come from an omniscient perspective. I thought they were warnings from fate itself. Hence, I publicly humiliated Drake and chose Callum Lockwood, who stood in the corner. Less than a year after the wedding, Callum started slipping slow-acting poison into my food and drinks, leaving me paralyzed and bedridden. Meanwhile, the fake heiress, Sienna Harlow, took all the family's assets with a forged will. She even slept with Callum right in front of me.

“The ink doesn't make you mine. The fates already did that.” “The fates didn't blackmail my kingdom,” I shot back, lifting my chin. “You did. The fates didn't manipulate my fiancé into publicly destroying me. You did. You manufactured this entire night, Varek, and now you want me to put my name on a piece of paper and pretend it was my choice?” “I gave you the only choice that matters,” he countered quietly. “Survival.” “You don't get to decide what survival looks like for me!”