Novel & Cerita Fate Meme

I shooed her away, assuring her that I did know how to work them and sat at the one located farthest from the door. She had said before that Aro had put a lot of work into cataloguing various information about our kind, from our laws to our myths. I began quickly typing any buzz words I could think of that might retrieve documents related to fated mates. I searched for what felt like hours, becoming increasingly frustrated that nothing I entered brought up anything useful about breaking our bond. I decided I would try one last link under my current search term, 'broken bond', and was stunned at what was on the screen before me.

Then, this must be the misfortune cat. Dad once told me that the misfortune cat was also known as the unlucky cat. They were born with a strong power that comes with a strong curse. At some certain fixed point of their age, the misfortune cat would witness the death of their parents. The darker their fur colour, the stronger they are as well as their ‘curse’. And the deadliest one dad said that he had ever seen was coloured obsidian black and yet this one— —is perfect black. Even darker compared to Vanta-black.

I think fate has a plan once again, and they are trying to play with me again. I don't know why, out of eight billion people in the world, I am fate’s favorite plaything. Can they choose someone else this time? The one who can also play and crack a joke with them? Because I am already exhausted by their silly and painful game. I don’t have anyone to hold onto. I also don’t know where to hide from their silly games. I miss you. I miss you so much. I love you and still miss you. - Infinity

JADE I don’t know why my mind chooses this exact moment to remind me of the time I could taste freedom like honey and breathe it in like air. It was sweet, I can’t even lie. Freedom is something you don't know how much you cherish until it’s stripped from you. And love… genuine love is one of the good things that make one feel truly free. Because tell me why every image that’s pulsing through my mind is of Zayn? Why do I think of only him?

“Wait… you don’t think…” Suddenly, Odo, Idris, ReNew, and Destiny appeared, all pulled into the illusion. “This nightmare has a six-foot-tall lunatic with a machete!” Charlene cried out from somewhere in the distance. “He’s killing people at this very lake!” “If you die here, you can die in real life, right?” Odo asked, growing pale. “We’re not people,” Idris said. “We’re Fates.” “Do you really think that matters?” ReNew snapped. “He’s not going to ask if we’re human or Fate before he chops us up.”

"Do you think we would ever remember every single detail about the past? Not just feel it in our wolves and see some blurred memories, but actually remember?" "I don't know, but it would be difficult to," Elijah replied with a slow exhale, "This whole thing isn't a spell or something forbidden ritual, it was fate trying to put things back where they belonged. To fate, I don't belong. That won't be easy to undo," Kaden looked up at Elijah, his voice carrying strength, "Then we do not need to remember, fate be damned. As long as we know you're going to lead and fight for us, we'll begin to make new memories. And I'm looking forward to those new memories,"

“It is a place where you will not get to be punished or hated by people, you get to have friends, smile, and laugh. Let me forget about your problems and everything that happened when you were alive. How do you get to cross that over to that place? I have always wished to go” “Do not say that child. You should thank the Moon Goddess for keeping your life, most things that that happen to you right now, you'll get to tell a story tomorrow, who knows you may become the Luna of your pack” I was trying to tell her that she could change Laurent if she wants to, she just has to make him see that Zara was dead and no matter how he beat himself up, he was never going to bring her back. Zara was a bea

Tammy's POV I sit up, intrigued by what he has to say. "It happened when I was seven," Adam begins, his voice quieter now. "Around the time the curse started and my mom died. I can't seem to remember the details, but I remember thinking about the ashes on every tree. I decided I liked the color grey that day. I couldn't like the color of the ashes because of the sad memories attached to it... so I picked the color closest to it."

Jojo frowned after he heard his boss’ request. “Not for this one…” “She’s special, Jo. And she will be our next muse for sure…” In fashion business, the word “muse” has another meaning. A particular definition. It means money. A new muse means a new gold mine for the company. A new asset which would bring million or gazillion profits for their company. And their existence is like finding a diamond in a mountain of zirconias. So rare. “A muse? But, how about Linfey, Boss?”

“Issues? Do all immortals not have their minds in the right place, or are all the immortals I know crazy?” “Mates can be awfully influential,” he admits, rubbing the back of his neck. I’m in complete disbelief. Immortals have lived so long, that changing their mind so quickly doesn’t affect them as much as it would to me. Fate has given up seeking power simply because of his mate, who as far as I’m aware, he isn’t with yet. Fate is known for lacking a mate, with everyone having equal doubt of him ever finding one, so this is a surprise to me.