Novel & Cerita Fate Franchise

Thankfully no one is around to see me getting man handled by an Immortal. “He killed his family. He will be better off dead, in a place where he can’t hurt anymore. I know an abandoned house you can wait in until Chase wakes. Unless of course, you want Ren to come back to life and come for you both?” Fate says. He leans in so close, I can feel his breath against me, hear the firmness of his tone. I don’t like my options. But I know which one I like the best. Fate keeps his word and brings Chase to an abandoned building he knows of, dumping him onto a couch before taking off to deal with Ren. I try not to think about what he is going to do to him.

Then asked before I could stop myself: “What do you think about all this?” Franco didn’t even flinch. He just stared ahead, stoic. I almost regretted asking. Almost. But then, he spoke, eyes still on the road. “Fate,” he said, voice like gravel. “Fate is a cruel thing. Sometimes, you don’t get to write it. Most times... You don’t get to escape it either. All you can do is trust the process. Or be destroyed by it.”

He looks down at his wet boots, a frown etched deeply into his features, my heart aching for him. "And he meant it?" I myself have said things I have regretted, and never ultimately went through with. Perhaps that is the case for this Fate man... Because how could someone be that cruel? "I believe so. He was angry." "Can he even do that?" I whisper. Where I came from in the Mortal Realm, we didn't learn much about Fate. What I know of him is that he is mischievous, and each mate bond can be traced back to his existence.

He’s roping me in. I bite my teeth together. “I’m not his slave, if that’s what you’re insinuating.” “Not yet,” Fate mutters with a shrug. I’m trying to dig for his motive before he can strike me with it, yet I can’t seem to. He’s as elusive as everyone gossiped about. Whatever he is planning, I highly doubt it’s going to benefit me. Immortals do all they do for themselves. For their amusement or for their pleasure. Or maybe revenge. Either way, Fate is here for a reason that can’t be pleasant.

Feet were not capable enough to move a step ahead. But there was a hope in her soul that kept her alive. She wanted to protect others. And for that, she was ready to risk her life. By gathering all the strength, she took steps ahead. Her eyes were red. As if she was fuming with a vengeance. Taking a deep breath, she came closer to those morons and threw the gem in the air. It exploded in the air such that there was devastation all around. All the devils seemed dead as some were slowly dying.

"You realising you've been mates all along. You wondering what you're going to do next." "You're a real bitch, aren't you?" Fate chuckled. "I'm here to give you some advice, actually." Shaking my head at him, I step back to the window, looking out to the snow covered courtyard. Fate doesn't simply give advice. Everything he does it to benefit him, and I'm not about to take anything into consideration until I know why. "I don't need your advice-" "Yes, you do," he snaps, and a flicker of fire seems to dance across his gaze. "Do you know what's going to happen to her after this? What you're going to do?"

if you eat that leaf you can exchange soul but than max you die anyway because of disease too and it my job to maintain balance wait you are goddess of fate because of you I suffered and now you telling me I can't exchange soul what kind of fate you write you are monster I can only write possibilities,way and results and rest is you decision and you can write your own fate bu move forward but you didn't even try and nothing changed that all your doing it my job to maintain law and stray neutral. I don't have any right to give someone special treatment even if thousand die but I am here to bless you with power to heal any injuries you can only heal 20 people if they near death and based on y

It's created by the swing of Dómr's claw. I knew they are training, but I didn't imagine it'd be a direct 1 vs 6 brawl. It's Dómr against Forsjá, Felix, Pearl, Asha, Fortuna, and Fylgja. “Fallið aftur, ljón!” (Fall back, lion!) Asha is guiding the flow of the battle by giving commands. Fylgja, the weakest of them, was injured by one of Dómr's ice crystal magic. Forsjá immediately pulled her back to take cover at their battle formation, healing Fylgja's wounds with her magic.

I wish he would never return or I would end up hearing that he got into an accident and died on the spot. I remember when I would sit served by the windowsill almost every night talking to the moon goddess about the possible way she would make him die, never to return but every time I seemed to say that prayer he came back home even looking healthy and fresh. I grew tired because I wished all these things to him yet nothing was happening. The moon goddess was by his side and he was growing stronger, becoming more powerful he was intoxicated by power. It was obvious, I saw it in his eyes. I just don't know when this started or if it has something to do with the organization he had joined. All

“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!