Fate Main Character Novels & Stories

She doesn’t startle; it’s as though she knew he’d appear out of thin air. He, Fate, is incredibly tall, taller than me by a couple of inches. He also looks as though he’s wearing makeup. All in all, he’s pretty flamboyant. Not that it bothers me, it’s not like I was expecting a Viking. “Fate,” I mumble. “What can I do for you?” I fold my arms across my chest, standing with my feet shoulder-width apart. Defensive? Yes.

Oh so he can form sentences not bad. ……….. After a very long journey the Car stopped in front of a huge mansion, the Gate opened and he drove further. He stopped in front of the main door and stepped out of the car, he came towards me and opened the door for me - Gentleman. I stood beside him. “You're back.” I heard the excited voice of a Girl who came running but stopped on her tracks after looking at me. “Who's she?” She asked. “Ana, She is my wife.” He declared and Ana frowned.

"I don't take myself and Rylan's personal suffering very fun." Fate shakes his head at me, his closing strides toward me are ones I refuse to react to. My body is as frigid as a marble statue as he sits next to me, the bed sinking down with him. He smells strangely delightful, like walking through a forest at the crack of dawn. If sunlight and shadows together had a scent, he would describe it. "Your mate will be someone whose mate died many years ago," Fate continues, as if I hadn't spoken just before. "I might even be nice and let you choose who you would like to mark you in the end."

" Malfada, the fate who occupies the middle throne descended slowly. Her flares continually emitting and flowing backwards as she moved down, towards John. Her voice was like thorns screeching on the rims of rusted metals. Her accents were plain but unspecific. She walked up to John and slowly took steps around him as she said; "See what I have made, imagine what is yet to come!" Just as she said this, John vanished from the temple of the fates as thus, he got trapped in a memory loop. As known, each fate has a role, Malfada being the greatest of them all, had the power to shape the soul of a being and choose to end it wherever she likes. Thus, referring to Atarature as she is the one who ha

"I like it, the name you chose for him." Told me...? "I'm Fate," she said. "I know everything." My mind tried to shy sideways, but her magic held me softly in place as I struggled with the concept. Fought against the truth. No way. No. Way. I had choices, I really did. She didn't control me. And yet, finally, I sagged and accepted as her magic hugged me gently before letting me go. "My brother and I," she said, "were born together, like this. Fates. He of the Dark and I of the Light. The first of the maji, after the drach were brought into being."

His instinct only tells one thing to do. Survive. But on that fateful day, he met his goddess of fortunes as his savior. His life rescuer. Someone who has destined to be his home. A safe haven for him. Ever since that day, his feet entered her life. If Sister Hua didn't show up that day, his fate probably ended it up in the sewers or even worse. He could be a pocket thief or a beggar. Busying himself begging on the street with no future. Now, slowly, with a straight head, his path life was steady and clear. He no longer feels scared of what future has hold for him ahead.

The sky started getting bright and it was dawn already. "I will stop you," Lucus said as he looked at his book. "What are you thinking, Death?" Fate said as she looked at him "Don't do something that you might regret." Lucus looked at her, his grey and his hair peach. Fate looked into his eyes "You are right, I am the end. So I'll decide who's end I will be" He said and disappeared among the black clouds. She stood watching the skylight grow brighter "Not good"

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.

They chuckled. “I’m Atropos” the first fate introduced herself. “Clotho” second fate told her. “And I am Lachesis” the final fate said. Amelia nodded her head. “So am I dead?” “No, but you’re recovering…we brought here to congratulate you on your success” Clotho told her. Amelia smiled. “Thank you…I couldn’t have done it without you” They smiled back at her. “The other reason we brought you’re here is to know your decision” Atropos said to her.

“Strings are the foundation of Fate in this world. People can’t change nor alter what they’re destiny is, even when they try numerous ways to change their path. If Fate decides you will die today, you will die. But you, my mistress, has the power to change other people’s fates in your hands -” “I’m afraid that’s impossible.” I interrupted her. Hoping she will stop spouting what’s impossible. “It’s true. Remember this boy?” Hymen butted in from behind and kneeled beside Chardonis. “You saved him from his death and push his fate to the man instead.” “What?” I stared at him, wild eyed. Hymen chuckled and repeated, “You saved the boy from his demise now the man who beat him up will take his fate