Fate Main Character Novels & Stories

That would be a whole new level of recklessness, even for me. I have my rules and I need to stick to them. So for the next few weeks I am as good as gold. The model student, polite and respectful. Fate’s like Padgett don’t have relationships. They don’t have children. They exist to perpetuate the shifter nation against whatever forces may threaten it. We are beyond the mortal, transitory life that other shifters enjoy. It’s a gift, not a curse.

"Besides, Hope has a first Mate. It's not like she's going to die if you accept rejection. You accept it will make you find your second chance." "At first... At first, it was because she was my Mate, but now I love her. So..." I started answering. "If you love her, then you don't need Fate to be with Hope." Max interrupted me. "My King loves my Queen and didn't need the Fates to put them two to be together. You talk about a Fated being a part of yourself, your soul that has been reincarnated into another body, but in the beginning it wasn't like that, it was Fate itself that decided who got together, and it still happens, less often, but it still happens."

I say as I wring out my shirt. “Hello, Mia. A lot’s happening right now." She smiles. “Why am I here?” I step up to her. “You have a choice to make, Phoenix.” She waves me to the log. I follow her and sit down, wringing out my hair. “What choice could I possibly have?” I scowl at her. She looks at me. “To reconnect your bond or not.” My eyes go wide. “Kimi, you can do that?” She laughs. “Yes, I can. My true name is Fate.”

Feet were not capable enough to move a step ahead. But there was a hope in her soul that kept her alive. She wanted to protect others. And for that, she was ready to risk her life. By gathering all the strength, she took steps ahead. Her eyes were red. As if she was fuming with a vengeance. Taking a deep breath, she came closer to those morons and threw the gem in the air. It exploded in the air such that there was devastation all around. All the devils seemed dead as some were slowly dying.

"Did you guys think you could just come in and try to blackmail her to give herself up? I'm not going to allow that." "How are you going to stop me?" he demanded. "Aren't you just another reaper?" Her eyes sparkled and she smirked as the glitter on her skin sparkled and glowed. "Oh, no, honey. I'm no reaper. I'm a Fate. And Holly is my friend. I don't like it when people pick on my friends." He shrugged. "Then if she refuses I'll kill her loved ones off one by one, it makes no difference to me. This is a war, and I'm always the winner in those."

Its breath was hot and foul on my face, fangs bared inches away from destroying me. I looked into the silver eyes of the wolf and something cracked in my chest. Ronan. A tear slipped from my eyes, my body slumping underneath the wolf’s heavy weight at the cold realization. Of course, it was him. Father probably sent him to finish the job. Or even Selene. A defeated whimper left my mouth as I resigned to fate. I waited. And waited. And then, a loud growl shook the entire earth from the very core. Whimpers rang through the air as a shadow flicked around. One by one, wolves went down, and in the blink of an eye, the forest floor was painted red.

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.

“You’re late.” “I took a shower,” Zyon replied, tone clipped but calm. Jettson didn’t blink. “The Full Moon is coming. You remember what that means?” Zyon exhaled slowly, nodding. “I do.” Jettson’s voice deepened. “You’ve had seven years. The pack has been patient. I’ve been patient. But we can’t wait forever.” Zyon’s eyes flickered, but he didn’t look away. “A Luna isn’t just tradition,” Jettson continued. “She’s your balance. Your anchor. She keeps the pack whole through you.”

He spent all of Grayswood Pack's wealth recklessly, all of it poured into his futile quest. Then, a sorcerer from out of nowhere gave him an idea. Rumor had it that if a royal from Grayswood Pack offered their life to the Moon Goddess, she would grant them a wish. However, the only royal left in Grayswood Pack was Kaelen. But then Kaelen had an idea. The pup Lydia was carrying was also royal blood! With madness burning in his eyes, Kaelen decided that Lydia's pup would be the sacrifice. "This pup is the key! This pup will be the sacrifice! If the pup is gone, Violetta will forgive me. We'll go back to the way things were!"

“You speak as if you expect my help.” “You are the only one who can help,” Isabella said directly. “Jane is your niece. She carries the Hartess blood. And whatever your family may be…” She hesitated for a moment. “We do not choose the people who become our family. But we always choose whether we will remain part of their lives.” Some men are used to getting everything they want. They take by force, by charm, or by wealth, but they always take. Damian Hartess was one of those men. But this time, he had to hold back.