Fate Faker Novels & Stories

He says proudly. It claps its hands joyfully, looks pleased with Kai’s answer, and then looks at Caterina. “Isn't it funny how Fate works, Goddess? Your mate killed me, and you gave my host a gift, only for me to be reincarnated as one of your pack members’ mates. What a glorious day!” It says, giggling. “You still haven’t answered me; who and what are you?” I press, not sure if I fully trust this being yet or not. It harmed Caterina, blinded her, and even if it says that it was an accident, harm still came to her.

“Hi, Faith.” Her mother didn’t believe her when she said her imaginary friend was real, but Elara knew the truth. Faith was always there when she felt the loneliest. “Happy birthday, Star.” Fate said, smiling. Fate had told her that her name was Faith. It was close enough to the actual thing, and Elara had accepted it without question. To her, Faith wasn’t just an imaginary friend like Mommy believed…she was real. Elara’s throat tightened. She didn’t feel very happy.

The smile on his face is taunting, allowing me to see that he knows more about me than I do about him. "I see you got my message," he notes, pointing down to the paper I still hold in my hand. A lump gathers in my throat as I glance down at it. I don't think I can handle not knowing anything about this man for another second, especially with the probability of Malik walking back in here being so high. "I've never seen you before," I say slowly. "How did you even manage to get up here?" "Let me firstly introduce myself," he says politely. He holds his hands out, and I see his hands are encased in strange ebony velvet gloves. "I'm known most commonly as Fate."

“Anything else?” I nodded, then shook my head, gathering my courage. “Can I use some of the money to buy books?” Having lived another life, I knew I couldn’t rely on any man. Back in school, my grades had been excellent. If my mother hadn’t forced me to drop out for my brother’s sake, I would’ve taken the college entrance exams. Maybe that was why, in my previous life, I had been so drawn to Jackson. He was a college graduate. However, it turned out he was a fraud. His grades were terrible, and he had taken someone else’s place to get into college.

He asked her in a curt tone but Georgia kept quiet. “I'm asking a question!!! What's your name!!!” He yelled so hard that everyone flinched feeling a cold spine run through them. “Georgia Brooke” she replied in a shaky voice. “I, Jared Cameron, the Alpha of the blue moon pack, reject you, Georgia Brooke of the blue moon pack as my fated mate.." And that was it. Georgia felt a pain coursing through her body.

“Wait… I heard Wanda is having an affair with someone? And my father didn’t know about this?” Jade nodded his head once again. “Yes, she is…” “Do you know his name?” “Yes, young master. His name is Robert Ferra…” “The current CEO of Fashion Blast…” ……………………………………………………………….. Note: Dear reader, please tap & put this book into your collection. If you giving me a good review on my book, I'll be highly appreciated it. Thank you so much!

I know he’s an immortal who is millions of years old, who has dealt with bigger issues than this, but it all seems so calculated and cruel. “Trust me, no one will miss him. This is for the best. Let Death and Karma be the judgement for him in the next life. I promise you they will be harsh,” Fate says, as if it’s meant to assure me. In actuality, it makes my stomach turn. “Anything would be better than murdering him in cold blood,” I say softly. Fate sighs, grabbing my arm to yank me out of the tent. Thankfully no one is around to see me getting man handled by an Immortal.

attitude. “Who. Are. You.” This time he sighs dramatically, like I’m inconveniencing him by asking again. “Most call me Fate.” The strange world around us shifts slightly the moment the words leave his mouth. Not violently. Nothing explodes or cracks apart. It’s like the weight of his words are a rock being thrown into water, causing the air to ripple from them. Something changes enough that instinct settles heavily in my chest and makes me understand one very important thing. This guy, whatever kind of being he is, is not bluffing.

I inadvertently turn my head to look at Fortuna. “Huh? You mean, even the rabbit is stronger than you?” “Yes.” Just how much of a small fry are you…!? Somehow, she looks depressed from my reaction. Come to think of it… not only she’s the one I spared, but also the one that I place the grenade on. “That’s okay. I’m human— not a lion.” I told her. “From now on, your name will be known as ‘Fylgja’— you will follow and serve me as a contracted beast. Okay…?”

he asked me back. I shook my head as I continued to look into his eyes. “The local people here call it “Unmei no akai ito”. According to legend, the gods tie an invisible red thread to the pinky finger of two people who are bound to find each other in life. They will love each other no matter what and only death can do them part.” He looked at my hand and held my pinky finger. His eyes then back to mine. “I didn't believe in fate and love at first sight, but now I believe because I've been in love with you from the first time I saw you,” he said in a soft voice.