Fate In Time Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"I had it prepared especially for you." I turned to look at him, more surprised than pleased. "Mr. White…I mean, Jonah, when is our wedding date?" "What's the rush?" He chuckled. "Are you that eager to marry me?" My heart skipped a beat. After saying that, he gave me a meaningful look and turned to leave. Only after his footsteps completely faded did I finally let out a long breath and sit down on the edge of the bed. Something was wrong. None of this felt right. Jonah's attitude toward me was completely different from how he treated Mona in my last life. Could my choice have triggered a butterfly effect?

“Yes, yes, and yes.” Ema scoffed knowingly while walking inside the apartment. “That man probably checks if you’re breathing every five minutes now.” Hazel smiled helplessly because… honestly? Accurate. Ema turned toward her immediately. “Wait.” A suspicious narrowing of eyes. “He left you alone?” Hazel sat down carefully on the couch. “He had meetings, Ema. He already postponed work for a month because of me.” “And?” Ema crossed her arms dramatically. “If my pregnant best friend almost fell into another dimension down the stairs, I’d never leave her side again.”

That was progress that I would gladly accept. I liked the term ‘beloved’ because it seemed much more intimate than ‘mate’ did. “I have a good friend who is a shifter and was fated to Light Fae. I also know quite a few humans who have been fated to shifters. One thing that we believe is that there is always a purpose to the pairing, that they are mated for a reason.”

Dante. “So, you finally have time to time with your mate, huh?” I shrugged upon hearing Ayla’s words. From the way she frowned, I knew she had reached her limit after I ignored her for days. This was Winter’s fault. That female occupies every corner of my mind and I hardly have time to deal with anything else. “I always have the time to talk. I just forgot about you for a while. And I’ll have to correct you there, Ayla. You are not my mate.”

My heart started racing incredibly fast as her scent overwhelmed my senses. Holding her, time felt completely frozen, letting her go at Vivi's unwanted arrival was frustrating. In the dungeon things did not go as planned, Kya instantly recognized the traitor but of course, that pathetic excuse Caleb had to chime up. Artemis almost took full control and ripped him apart.

“I wish we could somehow undo the spell or go back the time before the spell was done” All the Fate sisters looked at Ethan and Clotho shouted in excitement “That’s it, Ethan. You are a genius. Why we didn’t think about it?” Ethan a bit confused asked, “Thought about what?” “We could go back in time before the spell was done and can go out of the house and then we will come to present time,” Lahkesis explained “Is it possible?” Ethan raised his brows We are Fate sisters Ethan. We work on time and destiny. We can do this.

"What?" Ciaran sighed. "My control with time can bring a dead person to life if I use the dimension of the past, present or future. But it will take so much magic that I have to be in coma for nearly two years." He stared at the stars in the night sky. "That was months before I was crowned as the future king."

It really does be cold. To be honest, I never imagined I will be the one to put an end to whatever this between us is. He calls it a relationship. I think of it the same, but from how it feels, it doesn't look so. What kind of a relationship is ours? It's like stealing time. Yes, it's exactly what we do. We are stealing time. We do since the day I chose to give him a second chance. We pretend everything is fine between us, but truth be told, we are running out of time. Maybe we met too early, maybe we shouldn't have met at all. If fate exists as my father believed, I conclude fate is a big fat bitch. I refuse to believe fate chose to take my mother away for Viktor as replacement. If I didn't

Agent would be defeated and lose King forever or win and become a god driven insane. At least, choice number two restored King and gave them a chance. "Agent, we must speak and time is of the essence." He returned to butterfly form. It was a favorite. Many times when they couldn't be together because of time or age, Frog would land on his beloved mortal's shoulder and just enjoy those fleeting moments of being near him. That was of course before he lost sight of him in the reincarnation cycles thanks to horrible rules and unfair Gods. "Time is not what it should be in here," Agent replied, not turning from where he was looking down at the sleeping no-fur. His ears flicked in irritation. "Wha

"I need your help. And I hope you won't refuse to help me, El." "Oh God," Elena shook her head and looked down deeply, "Why... could Lucas be this heartless?" "He..." Clara swallowed hard, "he doesn't know that I'm pregnant." *** There was a book that talked about how time could be mysterious—bringing people together, separating them, and making them enemies in a blink of an eye. Clara had read that besides time, fate was also a mysterious thing that couldn't be easily understood. It flowed like water, not knowing where it would end. Sometimes there were stones to be crossed, but sometimes there were waterfalls to be passed through.