Fate Fell Short This Time Novels & Stories

"You did the impossible. You messed with the timeline and you bent fate. I guess the world wasn't comfortable with that and it had to adjust to accommodate you." "I bent fate?" I asked, confusion laced in my voice. It was all too much for me to process at once. He paced around the room, his eyes never leaving me. "You were supposed to die at midnight as a result of your inability to find a mate. That was what was already proclaimed by the Council. Am I correct?" "Yes."

My chest heaved in anger. The comrades that had fallen for this cause, lifeless bodies frozen forever in death—my brothers, I added silently. "But here, that same throne is given away for freebies." She bit down harshly on her lips, her head bowed in guilt, like a clumsy machine spitting out, "I am really sorry, I had never planned to— it’s all just a twist of fate." Fate. That brought a bad taste on my lips. Then she added, "There’s really nothing I can do about it now," she pointed out the glaring truth with a slight unqueenlike shrug to her shoulders.

Her desire for it was indescribably strong. Fate played a bitter, twisted game with her life. It all began when she crossed paths with Killian , and for a moment, she allowed herself to hope. However, that hope was cruelly shattered when Killian confessed his eternal love for his late mate, Ginni . She tried to accept this reality, but a tiny spark of hope remained deep within her heart, refusing to fade away.

“How did my mom end up with him if you were fated mates?” For the first time, Martha lifted her chin as if refusing to bow to shame. Her voice shook, but her tone was firm. “No… she didn’t steal him from me. Don’t think that. Just because we were fated mates doesn’t mean we were in love.” She paused, her fingers twisting in her gown as if gripping the past itself. “Your father… he fell in love with your mother. And I—I fell in love with someone else.” The words sank into me slowly, burning through the storm in my chest. I froze, breath shallow, Somehow, I understood instantly. Fate wasn’t as perfect as we believed, it was messy, cruel, and sometimes… it gave you what you didn’t want.

With Nathan gone, that dream may have slipped away. Amy told me and Daya that the four of us- me, Daya, Pearl, and Saph- will have fated mates. I hope she is right about that. She won’t show us the letters she found from Father, fearful we may try to take fate into our own hands and interfere. I’ll continue trusting that the Moon Goddess will help Saph find her happiness. I’ve been watching her slip away, and she is less and less like herself each time we see each other. I also hope Amy is wrong, and that she has a mate out there too.

"But sorry I can't take you. You should still be here and lead the pack with your father. Make good use of your time! I don't want you to be hated because of me. And if you get into trouble, I don't want it to be because of me." "I don't…" "I'm not jinxed." My hands shook, and my throat constricted. "And that's why I want this." He looked down and cursed softly. The frustration in his head must have almost exploded like mine. We were stuck in the middle of an ambiguous and annoying Fate, something we couldn't fix just because we wanted to. Prince wanted to find his mate but failed to find him, and I wanted to recover from mute but found it difficult to do so. Were our fates tied? And what ca

she told her husband. It was 9.pm at night, Jonz in his house eating dinner with his girlfriend, "Babe, this days you don't usually have time for me, you always tell me you are busy" his girlfriend told him "sorry bae but you know how it is with work, don't worry, soon I will have your time" Jonz replied laughing, "that is what u always say" Jonz's girlfriend replied, Jonz further assured her everything will be fine, few seconds later Jonz got an SMS alert on his phone, he saw the massage was from Mr.Welsh he opened the SMS, "Someone broke into my house today, tomorrow I will give you the details" Jonz was startled after reading the massage, "what's is wrong honey" his girlfriend asked, " N

She tried to open the door, but my strength kept it closed. “No. They were wrong,” I said firmly. “Look, Michail—everyone makes mistakes. We aren’t all dealt the same cards. And some of us screw up so badly that our futures suffer the consequences. Choosing a mate instead of accepting what was destined destroyed my family’s bloodline. The curse that followed us ruined other families too—families that didn’t deserve it. But unlike people who give up and embrace their mistakes as if they define them, I want to fix mine. I want to make a better future. It will take time, but fixing my ancestors’ mistakes matters more than giving in to them.

The exhaustion from the day's troubles was too much for his hypoglycemic system. Jason fiddled away with the envelope which slipped off his quivering hands. Losing his balance, Jason dropped to the marble floor with a loud thud, and everything blacked out. *** Song: Anna of the north (Lovers) 💔💔 You told me I would never see you walk away. Said you'd never break my heart Never leave me in the dark I guess there are just some promises we shouldn't make Shoulda knew from the start I'm in the dark Show a little loving

You should be ashamed. My words struck the softest part of her heart. She broke down completely, collapsing to the floor and sobbing uncontrollably. Felix's eyes were red as well. Suddenly, he dropped to his knees and begged, "Faye, we were wrong. Please, don't let our child suffer because of us. We've wronged you—and her too." I lowered my gaze in silence. I neither agreed nor refused. Good and evil rise and fall like the sun and the moon—each has its time, and retribution never fails. The wheel of fate always turns; it never misses its mark.