Fate Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

Her pulse tripped, and he squeezed her fingers as if to acknowledge her surprise with his own. Before anyone could say a word, the box vanished in a puff of white smoke. "Well," Aunt Mara said after a long pause. "I guess that means Celeste approves." Look for the rest of the Fated series coming soon

“What do you know? Must be fate.” I start walking again. “Or I’m in hell.” I hear his intoxicating chuckle as he follows me in silence to the next class. I take my seat, almost in the back. He still sits close, but this time he was diagonal from me and out of my line of vision. Maybe, just maybe, I’d be able to focus in this class. I think I heard fate laugh at me. “What the hell were you and Ryan talking about?”

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.

“You have to trust that this happened for a reason. Fate wouldn’t—” "There you go again.” He laughed, the sharp, humourless sound echoing through his empty apartment. “Fate? Why would fate think a monster like me would be any good at this? A vampire mated to a wolf? It’s fucked up. I can’t even go to her. I can’t be with her. And even if I could, she doesn’t want me.” The words spilt out before he could stop them.

“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.”

My chilly voice tore through the air. " With how much I hate her, I would cut my favourite cake to celebrate if she died." " And yeah. You are right. I am vicious. I have been vicious my whole life. You were just too blind to notice." " As for dissolving the mate bond? Do yourself a favour and forget about it. It is not going to happen. In this lifetime, you are bound to me by fate. for life." " I don't care whether you are happy with me or not. I don't care whether you are in love with Amery either. You are stuck with me."

“Yes, yes, and yes.” Ema scoffed knowingly while walking inside the apartment. “That man probably checks if you’re breathing every five minutes now.” Hazel smiled helplessly because… honestly? Accurate. Ema turned toward her immediately. “Wait.” A suspicious narrowing of eyes. “He left you alone?” Hazel sat down carefully on the couch. “He had meetings, Ema. He already postponed work for a month because of me.” “And?” Ema crossed her arms dramatically. “If my pregnant best friend almost fell into another dimension down the stairs, I’d never leave her side again.”

The glowing sigil beside her flickered with each word, as if responding to her call. “Vareth lun’kai thalara ven’dorai. El’nura vel thalos, kai’ren vora’sul. Thalek’ra vyn Serakai— luneth varan'kai.” Translation— “Finally, our fate shall be fulfilled. The earth and the moon are now one. The past can never overshadow the future. Now the descendant has risen—ready to slay her enemies.” She wasn’t just meditating—she was communing.