Fate Gorgon Novels & Stories

he asked me back. I shook my head as I continued to look into his eyes. “The local people here call it “Unmei no akai ito”. According to legend, the gods tie an invisible red thread to the pinky finger of two people who are bound to find each other in life. They will love each other no matter what and only death can do them part.” He looked at my hand and held my pinky finger. His eyes then back to mine. “I didn't believe in fate and love at first sight, but now I believe because I've been in love with you from the first time I saw you,” he said in a soft voice.

And with a small voice that no one could hear, she added, "It all depends on the Fates." "Winner! Zabdiel Lewelyn!" ~O~O~O~ The rounds continued until there were only nine of them. Zabdiel, Barbie, Kieran, Clive, "Bloom", a Fire Kryst named Ine, a Water Kryst named Ylena, Crystal Kryst Thēna, and a Shadow Kryst named Saito. Zabdiel and Ine went first. The Fire Kryst was stronger and wiser, he defeated Zabdiel in a short time span. Thankfully, Zabdiel was not injured so much.

I didn’t want to ruin the mood, but I knew he was withholding information from me. “Once we mark each other, there is no possibility for a second-chance mate.” As if reading the confusion on my face he continued. “If your mate dies before you mark them, the Moon Goddess grants you a second-chance mate. But if you mark your mate, then you are committed to them and only them.” He brushes a hair out of my face, but I push him back, sitting up. “Do you think that's a good idea though? Maybe we should see if I even make it through the full moon.”

She looked up at me. "But I'll never forgive you for this Sania. You just crushed all my love and faith in you. You killed me Sania and I'll always hate you for this." I pulled my hand from her grip and stromed out of the room. Sania's POV, I just sat there watching him leave. It was finally happening. I didn't know if I should be happy or I should cry. I just sat there like a lifeless doll. I had lost him already? I don't know how many hours I sat there. I just couldn't move. I felt like I had no reason to live anymore. It was over. Just like that.

The sight of her beneath him, in nothing but her lingerie, stole the breath from his lungs. She was perfect, delicate, his. His free hand moved to her stomach, his touch rough and possessive. He bent down to whisper in her ear, his voice a low rasp against her skin. "You want to be broken, don't you?" She looked into his, she just looked, her eyes held trust and affection. She knew she was in the right hands, to be cherished, to be protected, to be cared, and to be ruined. Something in his chest tightened at the trust he saw in her eyes. It was unfamiliar, he wasn't used to being seen as anything but cold, distant.

My mind kept drifting back to the scroll hidden in the basement, to the runes I had drawn on the floor. I had found the scroll hidden among my grandmother's things after she died. It was ancient, written in a language that had taken me weeks to decipher. It spoke of the Fates—Abraxas, the Fate of Life; Kaius, the Fate of Death; and Ryuu, the Fate of Destiny. The Fates ruled the universe, deciding the course of every life, every death, every destiny. The scroll claimed that one could summon a Fate and ask for a boon. But it came with a warning: to call on a Fate was to risk death. I didn't care about the risk. If I didn't do something, I would be exposed as a Shade during my first shift, and

I had a feeling that this meeting was more for my mate than the other three of us. “Just like Selene told you to call her by her first time. I want all four of you to call me by mine. Fiora, the Goddess of Fate, is actually my twin sister. She foretold this future battle that would end up destroying everything that we Gods have built. Our creations would become slaves to the Demacores or would end up being killed. As such, she saw only one way that would prevent that outcome. It involved two incredibly important people. Selene’s warrior and mine. I cannot explain what your role is Maddox, but I am certain that you will figure it out by the end of our visit.”

“What do you mean?” “He’s in a coma,” Daniel said while he rubbed his temple. “The stab wounds were deep, and he lost a lot of blood. One of the blades punctured near his ribs and affected some of his organs. If your father wasn’t a Lycan, he would have died instantly.” I clenched my fists hard. “So you’re saying he still has a chance?” Daniel hesitated. “I can’t promise anything, my lord. His body is fighting, but his chances of survival are very low. Only the Moon Goddess can decide his fate now.”

Chapter 20: The Threads of Fate ARIA POV I ran my fingertips over the spot on my arm, feeling a little heat. I felt the weight of the secrets that each swirl of the complex pattern spoke, but I was unable to comprehend them. I was still plagued by the enigmatic warnings from the Moon Goddess and the vivid memories of the ambush. And now that Veyron's name was involved, I felt as if the strands of fate were drawing me closer to something that I couldn't avoid.

“Then you know why I’m here.” She let out a small chuckle, shaking her head. “Of course. You seek a way to defy fate. You wouldn’t be the first to come to me with such foolish hope.” I clenched my jaw. “Then tell me, is there a way or not?” Morgana studied me for a long moment before slowly rising from her chair. She moved with eerie grace, her fingers skimming over the wooden table beside her. “Fate is a cruel mistress,” she mused. “It does not bend easily. But… there are always ways to change its course.”