Fate Light Novels & Stories

He turned, facing the gathering pack, and raised a hand. The drums stopped. The conversations died. Even the pups quieted, sensing the shift. A thousand eyes turned to us. “Shadow Moon,” Aaron’s voice carried over the silent clearing, powerful and clear. “The longest night is upon us. A time to remember the darkness, and to celebrate the unwavering promise of the light’s return.” A low, approving growl rippled through the crowd.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed in front of him, the realization pulling him back as he slammed on the brakes, right before the other vehicle collided with his……. Liam jolted awake, heart racing on the couch, the echoes of his fears fading away but leaving behind a lingering sense of loss and confusion. He let out a heavy sigh as memories flooded back, overwhelming him. After his driver had dropped him off, he had gone straight to the minibar, seeking ease in a new bottle of whiskey.

Suddenly the air felt thick with electricity. I skidded to a halt a few yards away from where he landed. He was shining like a beacon, his whole body bathed in the most beautiful white light. Impossible! Fated Mates are a myth! I mentally screamed, but my feet moved me toward him of their own volition. There was no denying that none of the others seemed to sense the electricity that was thick between us or the light emitting from him. I couldn't stop my feet from moving me closer either even as my brain screamed that only Lycan really had destined mates, fated mates were a Fae story told to little girls. My hand reached up as if to touch him, but before it actually could I felt a pain in the

All the devils seemed dead as some were slowly dying. Unfortunately, in this blast, she couldn't survive too. In the last moments of her life, she saw the end of those devils with her own eyes. There was no regret left. With a satisfied smile on her lips, she closed her eyes. ....................................... Finally, she could see a new ray of light with her own eyes when her body started shaking. She could hear her name echoing in the atmosphere. "Rong! Wake up!" Irritated, she slowly opened her eyes and found herself lying on the bed.

At the center of their circle, a pool of liquid starlight swirled and pulsed. One by one, the Fae approached the pool, each dropping a single tear into its depths. With each tear, the starlight grew brighter, until it was almost blinding. Then, as their chant reached a crescendo, a figure began to rise from the pool - a being of pure light, neither male nor female, its form constantly shifting and changing. "Behold," the being's voice resonated through me, "the tapestry of fate." It gestured, and the air around us filled with shimmering threads of every color imaginable. They wove together in intricate patterns, forming images of past, present, and future.

spine. Who were they? Immediately, my blood feels as frigid as ice. At last, I recognized them as the Fates. Suddenly, out of the blue, a powerful lightning strike occurred. Time and Destiny were in the hands of the gods known as the Fates. Despite being three, they were all one. They are the past, present, and future. They held in their hands the knowledge of the entire universe, including what had happened and what would happen. What made them decide to come see me? I squinted to see what they were doing. While the one on the left was busy knitting a complicated, enormous sock that I doubt would fit anyone—unless they were knitting for Sasquatch or Bigfoot—the youngest was clutching a lar

Seventeen - Daniel King's POV – (Ringtone playing) (Callalily- Stars) (A picture of you reminds me how the years have gone so lonely–) I heard my favorite song playing. It made my eyes slowly opened. I carefully sat on my bed, feels like my body is too heavy to move, and squeezed my eyes for a few times. I swivel my head to find where the song came from. I'm sure it’s here somewhere since I never bring my cellphone during school days.

His entire mental state had never been so relaxed before. Step by step, he came to the front of the dark tactical deployment. There was a strange light flashing in Ding Hao's eyes. The Seven Star-shaped Eyes of Fate began to work. Streaks of pure golden runic light flowed and shot into the endless dark space, looking for something.

They were like a couple of caterpillars squiggling together as they engage in a cuddling rhythm. The lighting was dim—only the moon, stars, and the little specks from the flickeries illuminated them—but the dim light was beautifully casted onto the prominent features of their heavenly figures. The low light setting made their love-making demure, mysterious, and romantic. It was lovely and at the same time arousing to watch. Juste began to hoist Chastine up and sit her onto a raised rock on the water’s surface. Chastine wrapped her arms around his neck for support.

"Name one person in this room Fate has assisted, given a better life. All it has done is harm each and every one of us. Is that retribution for crimes that were out of our control, or are we just being used as pawns to put on a show for our dear Goddess? Either way, it's wrong. If the Moon Goddess can take away immortality when her chosen no longer deserve it, we can take away the dealer when it becomes evident the deck is rigged." "No," Annalise declared, eyes darkening. "I can't stand by that. I won't see you destroy yourself and everyone around you the way our parents did." "You think that lowly of her, really?" Rudi scoffed. "You think Maise has the twisted, sadistic mindset to do what y