Fate In Time Novels & Stories

I soon learned werewolves were hunting down witches, thinking we had cast some kind of spell on them. The Fated Plague killed tens of thousands of werewolves, and as a result, just as many witches were hunted, wrongfully accused, and killed as well. My mother tried to reason with our pack; she was a witch after all, and our father fell ill to the Fated Plague. Why would she want her own mate to die? I learned then that people don’t see reason when all they want is revenge.

She awakened something far stronger, and even rarer- the gift of Fate. The gift of Fate is a rare gift, one that is hardly ever found in the kingdom of magic. Even ancient witches and wizards were not as scarce as the gift of Fate. Fate encapsulated time, space and people. It affected all entities, be it living or non-living, sentient or not. Fate is absolute. Ultimate. Final.

All three of them looked alike, with their faces mirroring each other. All three women looked eerie and ancient, I felt a cold chill crawl down my spine as I stared at how drained and pale their faces were. Who were they? My blood instantly runs cold as if frozen. I finally realized who they were--The Fates. A heavy lightning struck on cue out of nowhere. The Fates were the deities who held time and Destiny in their hands. They were three but existed in one. They are what was, what is and what will be. Holding the knowledge of the entire universe in their hands, what had occurred and whatever yet to occur.

I could tell that she was unsure how he would react, knowing that she’d been forced to keep shit from him. It surprised her when he kissed her temple and promised her that he wasn’t upset. Her shoulders relaxed as if he’d helped take off some of the weight that she was carrying around. “Fate is a complicated thing and something that affects everyone in different ways. Imagine a complicated game of Chess. Moves that appear to be inconsequential can actually cause a ripple effect that leads to winning or losing the game. Choices, decisions, and actions from us and others have led us to this point in time. Fate is known for its long game. As such, the game began generations ago. I knew that our

All the emotion he held in those eyes was mesmerising, leaving me speechless, growing the silence between us longer. "Fate works in mysterious ways," Jasper tells me, his voice a slight whisper. "He bends time to make it fit to you, or not; depends on his mood. He choses who your mate may be, and picks when they will enter your life. It can either make or break you." His words bound me still, as I stared unblinkingly at him. I suppose I never thought about it that way.

“Onward, Talon! Remember, you are not just leaving your past behind; you are carrying it with you, shaping who you will become.” I chuckled softly and began to walk down the hallway. How easily time slips from us. Just when we think we have all the time in the world, it finds a way to remind us that it isn't us who are in control, but time itself. Fate and time are intertwined, two forces that guide our paths in ways we often fail to comprehend.

And then, in awe, as the sky filled with drach and the Brotherhood fought them. And then, darkness. I caught a brief flicker of something past the dark, but Fate cut me off before I could explore it, though I knew the location, the Sidhe cavern. What wasn't she showing me? "What happens during your fight will decide where time and destiny run from there. Yes, there are possibilities, but they are fuzzy, insubstantial." Fate released my hand. "But at that moment, when you face Belaisle, everything, every plane, will stand still and even time will wait for the outcome."

she replied. Helpful. Selene laughed in my mind. “I’m sorry my messages are sometimes vague, Avelina. I am limited on how much I can tell you without disrupting the order of the universe and causing problems for the Fates.” “The Fates?” “Yes, my daughter. The Fates ensure the world carries on as it should, that people are in the right places at the right time, that people die when they are supposed to and live when they should. Not all future events are set in stone, some can be influenced. The events that can be influenced are easier for me to discuss with you as the choice is ultimately yours. Events that can’t be changed and have to happen in a specific way are harder.”

“You’re catching on. Yes, they get another chance. But they don’t remember their past lives. Each time is a new beginning.” Charlene’s mind raced. “So what about the Fates? What’s their deal?” “Ah, now you’re asking the real questions.” ReNew’s voice grew thoughtful. “There are two groups here—the ones who lead and the ones who guide souls on their journeys. The Fates are the workers, the ones who carry out destiny. Over time, their spirits pass on, recycled into new lives—either as another Fate or as a soul awaiting rebirth.” “And the others?”

“Time will test him as it tested you.” “I won’t run again,” I promised. “I won’t choose fear.” “We shall see.” Darkness wrapped around me, pulling me backward. “Will I remember?” I asked. “Not all at once,” she replied. “Memory must be earned.” Those were the last words I heard as I fell. Not into death. But into another chance. And somewhere far away, still trapped in time, I know the man I loved truly loved me.