Fate Is The Hunter Meaning Novels & Stories

In the final instant of my fall, I grabbed onto her, and the two of us fell to our deaths together. Then we were both reborn. In this life, we each made choices completely different from before. She got what she wanted, encountering the Mafia Boss's heir on a street riddled with gunfire and becoming his wife. I changed my own fate as well. Marco looked terrifying, but to be honest, I would rather marry him than spend even one more second near Luca. Vivian thought Luca was a gentle, considerate, perfect gentleman. Unbeknownst to her, marrying him was the true beginning of her nightmare.

She clutched her hair and yanked so tight I feared she might actually rip her roots. “She sure as fuck wasn’t supposed to leave a print on her.” My stomach dipped lower. “That’s not possible.” My brother grew rigid beside me. “A print?” I asked with brows furrowed. “Yes. Like a magical chip. Tracker.” “What does it do?” I already hated the sound of it. “It means Selene can find her now. Wherever she is, she can find her. And I am not strong enough to hide her.” Silence fell again. Heavier this time.

“Tell that to my first mate.” Her mouth thinned. “That was choice, not fate.” “Then this is punishment,” he snapped. “First rejection, now a human hunter? What did I do to piss the gods off?” Maera only shook her head. “Fate doesn’t deal in punishment. It deals in balance. Maybe she’s meant to teach you something you won’t like learning.” He growled low. “I don’t need lessons. I need this gone.” “Then avoid her,” she said simply. “But I’ll look in on her. Make sure she’s unharmed.”

It was also because what she stole had always been my destiny to begin with. I looked up at him and smiled lightly. "Then how do you plan to make it up to me?" Jonah curved his lips and pulled me into his arms. "With a lifetime. Is that enough?" Jonah gave me a grand wedding. The moment he held my hand was the first time since my rebirth that I truly felt alive. On the wedding day, I saw my parents. Their eyes were red as they reached out with trembling hands, trying to grab mine. My gaze, however, was cold.

Urian didn't want to believe what he was seeing but he was sure he wasn't wrong. The string in her eyes, the pull, the smell… it was all her. He has finally found her, his fated mate, someone who is not supposed to exist was right here in his arms but she looked so… tired. ***

No, I can never be in his house. Without turning back, I started to run away from there, from everyone. I needed to be away from everyone, I'm very tired of my life, I've had enough. First, it was my Dad- he left I and my Mom then, my Mom died. I was so devastated when everything had happened then and now what? He was back to me, I was so much happy when you bring him back to me but only to find out that, I'm married to the family which my father was already a son in-law to. I and my father are both daughter and son in law of same family, who does that? God, why is this happening to me? Why is fate so cruel to me? What kind of a 'Cruel Fate' is this?

She had gifted me another mate, though in truth it was just another curse. I had been given mates before, but it always ended the same way. They died. Whether their death was at my hands or from some human ailment made no difference. Nyx had a twisted sense of humor, always offering me a mortal mate. This one was no different so far as I could tell. After the mess the hybrid had created warring with the fae, there was no way I was going to accept another mate, let alone one who was mortal. I hadn’t been involved with the hybrid, but many of my kind had, which meant that I was being hunted. That wasn’t any kind of life for anyone, not even an immortal like myself.

Fate has never been on her side. She has being all alone in the dark almost all her life and when she finally thought everything was in place, Fate shows her she is still that lone teenager who spent most of her life without a father, the lone teenager who never got the motherly love she so yearned for. Fate has showed her that she will always be alone, that loneliness is her destiny and no one can escape the chains of destiny. Zavier’s POV I stand rooted in my place as I watch my sweetheart embark on the never returning journey of death.

I didn’t want to ruin the mood, but I knew he was withholding information from me. “Once we mark each other, there is no possibility for a second-chance mate.” As if reading the confusion on my face he continued. “If your mate dies before you mark them, the Moon Goddess grants you a second-chance mate. But if you mark your mate, then you are committed to them and only them.” He brushes a hair out of my face, but I push him back, sitting up. “Do you think that's a good idea though? Maybe we should see if I even make it through the full moon.”

But thankfully, our kind, loving God— the God of Creation, also the God of Fate… already gave each and every one of us a rightful role and job here in this world… even before we are born. And we will fulfil what he gave to us.' Afterwards, I remember asking about what dad's job is. 'To nurture you and your little sister,' he said. Somehow, I could never forget that sentimental smile he made that time. I wonder if dad already knew that would happen on that day. If I had a job given by the God of Fate… I guess I've already fulfilled its role. For now, all I had is to look for a place to die. However, the thought of suicide had never crossed my mind even once.