Fate Main Character Novels & Stories

"You are the master of your own fate? It depends on what matter and mystery you’re talking about. You have learned the Ten-Point Forbidden Spell, so you should know that there is a forbidden spell in the Ten-Point Forbidden Spell called the Spell of Great Fate. Fate is always highly corrective. No matter how far you deviate, it will pull you back at certain inconspicuous time nodes unless you have learned the Spell of Great Fate.” “The Spell of Great Fate? Do you know it?” The True Martial Starlord’s soul shook his head. “Only one person can learn the Spell of Great Fate in the entire world. The only unique person who knew the Spell of Great Fate was the Goddess of Fate.” Alex asked, “Where

Fate had begun moving its pieces. And before long... The reborn queen and the future Mafia King would finally stand face to face. To be continued...

attitude. “Who. Are. You.” This time he sighs dramatically, like I’m inconveniencing him by asking again. “Most call me Fate.” The strange world around us shifts slightly the moment the words leave his mouth. Not violently. Nothing explodes or cracks apart. It’s like the weight of his words are a rock being thrown into water, causing the air to ripple from them. Something changes enough that instinct settles heavily in my chest and makes me understand one very important thing. This guy, whatever kind of being he is, is not bluffing.

“You lied to me in the car because you thought you were protecting my career. But you need to understand something. I don't care about the company. I never did. I am only taking over so I can become powerful enough to put a bullet between my brother’s eyes without anyone being able to touch us.” A shiver ripples down my spine—not from fear of Zayn, but from the realization of the absolute, consuming darkness I have crawled into. He isn't a savior. He is a vengeful king, and I am the catalyst he’s been waiting for. “So don't lie to me again,” he growls softly, his fingers tangling into the golden deluge of my hair, pulling me impossibly closer until our lips are almost touching. “If he touche

I hummed in response. The bus arrived to pick us all up soon enough. The boys and I got our separate cars, and of course Harper tagged along. I might not have the perfect life as everyone thought but I was going to make sure I have it. Becoming the Luna will be my chance to prove to my mother that she has been wrong all along. And as for Harper, getting rid of obstacles like her was a walk in the park for me. I stared at her as she looked out the window. “You had better brace yourself. You won’t know what hit you by the time I’m done.”

Why the fuck hadn't she said anything about the inability to send minlinks while in the castle? Well, it seemed, no one was going to come to save me. It was either, I save myself, or I die there, in the hands of a royal werewolf stranger, and my story would end, just like that, before it even began. I was not about to let that happen. I was tired of allowing fate to have its way with me. First my father, my mother, and it kept sending misfortunes after misfortunes my way, generously. No.

The difference is, I know that come her birthday, she’ll be leaving us for the castle. A small, insidious voice keeps creeping in though. If Tobias doesn’t recover... maybe she can’t be his mate after all. If he’s lost to the feral craze, then will Zahra get a second-chance mate? Will it be me? Or Max? Or maybe one of us will be free to take her as a chosen mate sometime in the future. I stamp that thought down hard. Tobias is my friend. My future king. The fact that the thought even crosses my mind makes something twist uncomfortably in my chest.

“I’ve always been with you. You just kept me hidden.” Charlene’s eyes widened as the woman lifted an arm and pointed to her own forearm. A soft light pulsed, and an intricate mark appeared—mirroring the same symbol that had once been on the legendary spear. The mark on the woman’s skin spread, glowing across her forehead. “I am you, and you are me. We are one, Trinity. The spear, you, and me—we are Fates.” Charlene’s pulse pounded in her ears. “What?! That’s insane! I don’t know who or what you are, but I am NOT a Fate!”

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.”

“No, my child, you shouldn’t. But even the most devoted of my followers hold a bit of fear.” I looked back to the Moon Goddess, and she me gave a tiny nod. “I have walked with a goddess before.” She smirked back at me. “And the thing I have learned was that if she wanted me dead, then I would be dead. There is no changing my fate once it is set by a goddess. But my wolf, my Lycan, and my magic are all telling me the same thing.” “And what is that?” Her face shifted to a motherly face. “You need me for something.”