Fate In Time Novels & Stories

thank you, god! Little does she know that she has ruined the plan of god and Fate altogether and now there is no written fate for him and her. Now Fate is not there, destiny is not there.... now everything that will happen is even unknown to god. They will write their fate... and only time will tell if it is good, bad or.... worst! Leave comments and tell me if you liked it and if you want to read more. Vote and comment and follow me. Love you all. XOXO

The figure spoke, its voice echoing the vastness of eons, "Time waits for no one, yet it grants all a choice. The sacrifice will not just align the moments, but also shape the destiny of realms." The revelation hung in the air, thick with implication and foreboding. The choice before us was not just about aligning the clock but potentially altering the course of history. As the guardians grappled with the magnitude of the decision, the future of the realms hung delicately in the balance, teetering on the edge of a moment yet to be sacrificed.

Right now, I’m attempting not to let the idea of being an eternal prisoner in this place. “See, your darling mate Time is busy right now in another realm a few years in the past. You know, personal problems,” Fate tells me, a skip in his step and an animated tone attached to his voice that is unnerving. “How do you know?” I ask, taking cautious steps along the windy concrete path that leads to his doorstep. Tangled weeds snag at my ankles, summoning me to the garden. Fate grabs the door handle, propping it open. “He trusts me. For some reason.”

I shake my head, "I had another mate, a fated one?" She sighs, "Yes, Alpha Michael," she shakes her head, he hates our kind, “your fate with him had come in a different way than it was supposed to, you were to reject him and you did, but it was for him to change how he was acting, leading his wolves but he sealed his own fate.”

“But why? She’s so young.” Ailm lowers her head slightly. “War is coming. I can feel it in my bones. I had no choice.” Caden reaches for her again—but freezes. On his palm, a strange mark glows: a circle with a cross inside. Ailm nuzzles it. “It’s like a current,” he says, shocked. “It’s an Ailm mark,” she explains. “We are fated. Not just mates—fated. A rare, divine connection.” Drake stiffens. “Will Baylee wear the same mark?”

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.

"Go ahead, Rowena." "I can actually help you get through the time portal. As long as you want, I'll always help you, but there's no guarantee that the past can be changed. There's no guarantee that the present can be changed." Usher fell silent. "Fate is a mystery. Some things we can change, but some things we cannot avoid. Forgive me, Alpha, but the possibility remains that what you're doing will be in vain." Usher nodded without showing surprise, as if he already understood. "I know. I suspected it."

I cleared my throat “Well, two days ago I thought we had time. I did not know that we had no time left” He was grumpy “It seems as if you read my mind. I have never believed that we have time at all. I think that the more we keep wasting time the more our enemies are likely to find out about our plans, and that will not be good. I want to come over to this pack and reveal myself to my sister. I need to do it as soon as possible, there's nothing I'm doing back home and I hate getting stuck in that hotel. I want to be the Luna Jared. I want us to rule over this pack. I want to be crowned a queen, you know. I want to be the one who discards my sister's corpse and bury her next to her mother's g

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.”

“You can’t blame your son for Alexander’s death, Jenalyn. He has no–“ I heard dad’s controlled voice, trying to get in between us. But before he could finish his words, mom turned to him and interrupted. “Really, Christopher? Do you think this is the right time to defend your son?” Mom’s voice was low but it sounded so bitter. “He has no control of Alexander’s life and health.” He said in a voluminous pitch of voice, “He can’t do anything if it was his time to leave.” Mom clenched her teeth and clasped her hands, “He would have live longer if he wasn’t as troublesome as you.” “No one lives forever in this world, Jenalyn! Our existence is temporary.” Dad raised his voice right after mom spoke