Novel & Cerita Fate Hands

The doctor had to stitch ten times before my hand was barely saved. When Vivian dragged me to the rooftop in my previous life, I did not resist because my body was already completely drained. I could not even break free from one of her fingers. There was another reason. I had already stopped wanting to live. As I fell, there was no fear in my heart. Instead, there was a faint joy at the thought of being freed. Seeing that demon again, every cell in my body screamed for me to stay away. The terror carved into my bones had not faded at all, even after living again.

Regret that the person your soul and wolf is bound to forever is not the right kind of person for you. People forget that Fate doesn’t plan for everyone to have a happy ever after. Fate is not a fairy godmother granting wishes. Some people have to suffer to make the greater plans of the world move. You can’t make everyone happy. So some people, like my poor sister Pen, must be mated to the sadistic bullies of the world because Fate has a higher plan than her daily life.

He held me so tightly, promising, "I don't believe in fate. I only know that you are the love of my life." I had believed him. Every memory of our love felt vivid, still so close—yet now, he had abandoned me for another woman without a second thought. I didn't understand. Was fate truly something we couldn't fight? Had it really pulled him, irresistibly, into Grace's arms? My whole body ached, each breath felt like fire. I couldn't tell whether the pain came from the wound or from my heart. Darkness fell like a curtain. When I came to, I was lying in a hospital bed.

In her, she felt like that was a wrong idea talking this man's hand not when she had seen his dark eyes. Some strange noises were heard and she took his hand immediately causing them to disappear from that place in an instant and some fairies with black wings appeared looking around and sniffing in which direction they had gone.

He looked down at her with a fierce, reverent devotion that shattered the last lingering walls of his iron exterior. Slowly, deliberately, Rhys reached for his right hand. With a steady pull, he unfastened the broad, black leather wrap covering his palm. Beneath the wrap, set into the dark flesh near his pulse point, was a corresponding silver socket lined with raw titan-steel—the ancient receiving binding for the Starfall Fate-Ring. He took Agnes’s right hand, lifting her fingers to his lips, kissing the uncut moonstone set into her ring.

We can do this. Now come and hold our hands so that we can go back in time... Ethan moved forward and held Atropos and Clotho’s hand, Lahkesis held their hand too and they formed a circle. All Fate sisters closed their eyes and recited something. Within seconds they opened their eyes. Ethan looked here and there and was surprised to see that it’s morning 10 am now. All of them stepped out of the house successfully and then held hands again and then came to the dusky evening.

Fenrir POV. “Long time no see, my love.” Fate drawls with a wave of her hand as she transforms into her true form. Like Karma, her golden skin glows, the ancient symbols etched black into her skin, her long black straight hair flows around her. Simple gold rings on each of her fingers connected with delicate chains to bracelets on her wrists. Her skin bare only sheer fabric covers her breasts and mound. Gold chains around her flat stomach. Walking bare foot towards me, her white eyes shine as she looks at me.

I kissed her again until I put my face closed to her ear. "Please wake up, baby. I'm waiting for you now." I whispered on her ears. I went back to my seat and held her hands again. Kissing the back of her hand, I intertwined our hands and leaned my forehead on it while closing my eyes. Just please, wake up Yasha. I will not let you hurt anymore and I will never leave you again. The moment I opened my eyes, my gaze landed on her left hand that was rested on her stomach and my eyes widened when I saw it moving.

It was depressing but also sort of romantic in a morbid kind of way. I glanced back at the man sitting at the table across from me. I can't imagine being linked with him forever. I really hope fate knows what it's doing, giving me this man as my soul mate. “Yes, I will be friends with your twin sister. It is fated.” He scowls at me. “You aren't even a Shifter, why would fate want you to be friends with my sister?” Now it’s my turn to scowl back at him. “What does that have to do with anything? Everyone has a fate Mr Kane, regardless of the circumstances of their birth. When I look at someone, I see the threads of their fate, not their species.”

Rose’s Pov I could hear my heart beating very fast. “Let me go!” I yelled, as I tried to remove the hands from my eyes. I thought someone had caught me off guard just like what had happened in Blackmoon. But then, the hands dropped and a cheerful voice sang out, “Surprise!”