Fate Hands Novels & Stories

She stands with her hands on her nonexistent baby bump, “this pup inside me grows and is yours, you will not kill it’s mother that is unforgivable, he will hate you and take revenge if you do.” I smile at her, “yes, we will see if there is a pup inside you soon, if there is not you will die immediately,” I shrug, “and if there is, you will die after you give birth, he will not know of you, he will believe that my fated is his mother and her heart will welcome him,” I smile at her as her face turns bright red with anger. I turn and walk away, “remove that fucking mattress and give her a mat to lay on.”

I pressed the advantage, unleashing coordinated combos that pushed her back, but the combination of rage and will that fueled her made her impervious to pain. She grabbed both of my hands, then head butted me with enough force to kill a normal person. Even I staggered and was blinded in my right eye from a massive gash that was leaking blood into it. She was on me in an instant, not letting me regain my bearings before kicking me in the chest. I gasped for air as she slowly walked around me. "It could've been us, together. Standing atop a vampire utopia. No prejudice, no pain, no suffering. Why wouldn't you want that? No matter, you made your choice." She said calmly now.

As the sun dipped lower, painting the sky in hues of gold and amber, the sea breeze carried a hint of evening’s chill. I clasped her hand, feeling the solidity of a promise in my heart. This time, I wouldn’t let her slip away.

“I felt you. Even before the scent hit me.” “Like a piece of me woke up the moment you were near.” “I don’t even know your name… but the way my soul reached for you.” “What have you done to me?” A bitter wind pulled at him, biting his skin and stealing what little warmth remained. “Was it too much?” he asked quietly. “Too soon? Or did I already fail you before I even began?” He looked down at his hands. The hands meant to protect, to hold but now it’s empty.

“I thought about what you said the night we were finally together. Gabe, it is fated. So we will accept fate and move on together.” “Well, here is to fated love.” He kissed her hard as he spun her around. The two began planning that night. Everything was going to be okay for them as long as they had each other.

“I don’t want power. I don’t want fear. I want someone with warmth. Someone who’ll see me, not just claim me. My mate has to have a heart, not one that’s locked away behind walls.” Rainey studied me for a long moment, her eyes searching mine. Then she sighed and gave a small shrug. “Maybe you’re right. Maybe the Goddess won’t pair you with him. But still…” She glanced back toward the fire, where a ripple of voices rose louder, “…sometimes fate doesn’t ask what we want.” I felt the weight of her words press against me as I turned my gaze to the clearing, my stomach knotting tighter. Because deep down, I wasn’t sure if I was ready to find out what fate had in store for me.

Fate says carefully, his eyes narrowing slightly as if wishing he was saying something else. Anger suddenly consumes every pore in my body. You don't mess with my sister, "Messed with here? If you weren't omnipotent or whatever, I would kill you right now," I mutter darkly, my eyes landing on his neck. I heard he is manipulative and does whatever he can to get what he wants, but this is something I never saw coming. My sister means too much to me. "Tell me what you-" Fate holds his hands up. "Calm down. She attacked one of Rylan's staff, so I calmed her down and used a little...incentive, to help her understand what is going on, and what is going happen."

That should change things. Tarsi spun around, creating new sentences above him. He was aware enough to feel the rage and grief behind them. "The death of a Fate was a private thing. Its sentence only able to be carried out by those who knew it well. Who worked alongside it as empires grew and fell." "To stop the Unravelling, the Fate itself would have to be undone and used to patch up the tears in the fabric of reality. The doors to the Meeting Room slammed shut and an ages-old ritual began."

Once he did, something big would happen. Some sparkles shot out of Ding Hao's eyes. It was the Seven Star-shaped Eyes of Fate. Ding Hao looked at the object in his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly.

I am sorry for not being there and for not being able to tell you anything. I was so happy when you called me dad. I was waiting for that day but unfortunately, I will not be there to see my little girl turn into a lady. I wish I will be there to correct my mistakes and make amendments but I just hope you will forgive me. You know, we all have roles to play in this life but we decided which role to play. we are all protagonist in our movie and also an antagonist to others. The first day I saw you, I knew that something great was coming but I couldn't place a hand on it.