Fate Fell Short This Time Novels & Stories

He rarely said my name, which made my heart break a little. I turned towards him and looked at him. “That night.” He said, eyes dark, unguarded. “Was the first time I believed in fate.” My breath caught. “And now?” I asked. His gaze dropped to his injured hand. “Now.” He said. “I believe that fate always comes back to collect.” I left but the memory stayed. ----------------------------------------------

I could tell that she was unsure how he would react, knowing that she’d been forced to keep shit from him. It surprised her when he kissed her temple and promised her that he wasn’t upset. Her shoulders relaxed as if he’d helped take off some of the weight that she was carrying around. “Fate is a complicated thing and something that affects everyone in different ways. Imagine a complicated game of Chess. Moves that appear to be inconsequential can actually cause a ripple effect that leads to winning or losing the game. Choices, decisions, and actions from us and others have led us to this point in time. Fate is known for its long game. As such, the game began generations ago. I knew that our

because he knew that there were no words powerful enough to stop fate itself. “The goddess has failed me”

Seated on the sofa in my dimly lit living space, I thought where Olivia might have gone. Still thinking about Olivia, she entered the house, naked and shattered. I wanted to meet her, but she seemed angry so I gave her distance. "How could you, Jack? You vowed. I remember you said if it happens, you'd reject your Fated mate. You told me that I am enough for you. that's your promise to me," she growled. I maintained my silence. As I didn't have any lie to defend myself . I had made a big mistake, and I couldn't ensure there wouldn't be another. I had vowed to decline my Fated partner, I had only made that promise because I believed the odds were against me finding her.

What we might have had during that one and half months might have been unreal, but that afternoon, his voice was real, the anger in his voice was real too, and so was his threat. I refused to live in fantasy while the truth was glaring back at me. " Well, sorry to disappoint you two, but it wasn't. " I whispered, a self-mocking smile curving my lips. They must think I was a failure and a disappointment, no? I mean, I only had to make Rhys fall in love with me, and even then, with the help of the nate bond, I still failed. I had spent nearly a year, and still failed. And to be honest, I was also disappointed in myself.

“I’m just thankful that we are still your mates, I was worried that things would end up being different with you not being a fallen.” I shook my head in shock. “What’s a fallen?” “They were angels in past lives and they’re used as tools to combat demons. They’re extremely rare because they’re normally killed off but you had survived. Baby, what I’m telling you is the truth.” He said. “This is a bit much for me to digest honestly, I barely know any of you.” I told him. A fallen? What’s he going on about things being different? I’m so confused. “I made you fall in love with me once, I’ll do it again.” He approached me and I felt tingles, proving that we were mates. He rested his forehead on to

One that had arrived was dressed in woman’s clothing. “Not sure; you do know how hard it is to have the seal broken,” Bob replied to everyone, not to get their hopes up. The vortex of power continued to gather, and what started out as hard to see became even more apparent. All of the Power of Faith was not entering the chapels but gathering straight into the vortex, causing more and more of the Fallen not to be able to cultivate and gather in front of the apartment in anticipation of Lucy’s breakthrough. Many speculated with the amount being gathered, Lucy may even be able to overshadow Yawayer from Heaven.

The latter bowed lightly and excused himself. There was a sudden uproar in Leevon's mind and his heart was hurting badly. The girl, he wished to always protect, he always loved and yearned to marry; he was going to kill her today, mercilessly. He was indeed a bad lover. He didn’t fulfill his promises. All these things clouded his judgment once again, and he hoped to die before committing this grave sin. But as it is said, “Fate is a cruel thing.” He had to bow down. He had to reap what he had sown. It was time. He hoped for Calista to be born once again, and live a life free of that Blood pact, and himself.

This time it was her turn to come after him. Because fate would never let him win. Fate was with him when he wanted to win her over. But not anymore. *** Deleted chapter 2 will be posted tomorrow in Lisa's reading corner. Thanks