Fate Fell Short This Time Novels & Stories

I declared without giving it a second thought. “Then, kill them.” She commanded, and the wind stopped immediately. A sword glided through the air and fell onto the ground near me, I tried stepping away from it, but I couldn't. It was known as the garden of promise for a reason, and I was powerless against its forces. Since I wouldn't be free until I fulfilled my vow, I clutched the sword. “I'm sorry,” I muttered as I stepped towards Elena. “Break out of the goddamn spell. You are about to make the greatest mistake in your life." Ellen shouted.

This likely may be it. No more narrow escape. All narrow escape are gone and used. This likely may be the end This may be my failure and brother Rowans victory. This may be Caroline's end and my promise breakage. This is where I fail brother Ron. I really have failed. I failed and broken my promise to him and caroline. I preserved not his throne nor protected his mate. I accomplished not even one amongst both promise's. Such wacky failure. I really am a huge mess. A disappointment to both brother Ron and caroline.

Here I was, thinking that I was mad or something. "People rarely find they're fated in our world because of the high rate of rejection in the past. The goddess seemed to just stop getting involved in our love matches and allowed us to make our decisions, and we made horrible decisions along the way. Just look at how messed up lives have been because of the absence of fate. Loyalty and fidelity are no longer part of our virtues because of this, but she spared us, Emma, you and I. She blessed us with her divine love. The moon brought us together." He said, and tears streamed down my eyes because, for the first time, I understood what Declan meant by the moon in full bloom. Luca crashed his lip

The agony coursing through me felt like liquid fire, igniting every fiber of my being. “You have fulfilled your vows to the Goddess and served your purpose, but you have failed once again. She will not grant you another chance or heed your prayers. Remember, finding soulmates is rarely in our destiny. Yet you both have always been different from the rest of us. We may not fully comprehend the depth of these feelings, but you have given everything you are and everything you could be for him. And time and again, you have fallen short. Doesn’t that tell you you’ve done enough? Doesn’t it suggest that it’s time to accept what fate denies and let things be as they are meant to be?

"I—I mean, why the sudden change? Isn't this a bit too abrupt?" I put on an apologetic tone. "I thought it over just now. The timing feels too tight. And I've been swamped with a project lately—I'll probably need to work overtime this weekend. "So I'll pass this time. Let's go somewhere together during the next holiday instead. You can go to the EDM festival with your girlfriend. I won't play third wheel." At that, Simon's smile completely vanished. His expression darkened. "But we already agreed on this. Backing out now—isn't that a bit much? Are we even best buds?"

They're everything. With a final, desperate surge, Magnus hurled himself at Lucian, jaws aimed for the killing blow. But as they collided, something unexpected happened. The world seemed to tilt, and suddenly they were falling, crashing through the window in a shower of glass. The last thing Magnus saw was the ground rushing up to meet them, Lucian's fangs inches from his throat... ‘Cathy. I'm sorry. I failed you again.’

“Aren’t you worried about my health? What if I can never have children after this?” Joel said impatiently, “Do you think we are living in a fictional world? Stories where one miscarriage makes someone infertile are rare. Just get it done quickly. Do not force me to act.” During the argument, Joel pushed her. Mandy fell down the stairs, and when she saw the blood, the situation escalated. Before losing consciousness, she screamed hoarsely, “Joel, heartless man! You got me pregnant and won’t take responsibility…” Joel’s mother arrived in a hurry but stayed rational.

His angry eyes pierced into mine, I receded in discomfort when he clasped my neck. "Where do you think you're going to princess!?." He yells making everywhere shake. "Please, let me go." I beseeched in tears. "I'll destroy you the same way I killed your father, the king." His grip on my neck became tighter, his eyes glowed red as I began to cough out black blood. I was suffocating, my vision became blur, all I could see is darkness taking over me. "Your powers are weak just like your father...." He whispers.

“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.”

I continued, “A lot has changed, but would that guarantee us to have a different upcome? If we didn't stay extra careful, we both might ended up dead. Even when we sought help from Alpha Caden and his pack, they turned on us instead.” I sighed, adding, “And despite noticing all this, I still don’t know what exactly we’re missing.” Atlas let out an exasperated sigh, pressing more ointment onto his fingers as he began treating the wound on my stomach. His silence stretched on, his thoughts clearly racing before he finally spoke. “It feels like the fate of our doom adjusted itself but still claimed us in the end,” Atlas mumbled. “But the reason we failed last time was because Caden died, right?