Fate Rhongomyniad Novels & Stories

His voice was hoarse as he commanded his subordinates. "Find out who did this!" he growled. "I will hunt down whoever set the fire. I will make them pay!" - Meanwhile, Lydia received the news of Sylvan and my deaths with a wicked grin. "Even the Moon Goddess is on my side now," she chuckled. "Those two mother and pup are finally out of the way! "From now on, Kaelen will only be mine. I'll be the Luna of Grayswood Pack forever." But her victory didn't last long.

“She’s your balance. Your anchor. She keeps the pack whole through you.” “I haven’t stopped looking, Dad,” Zyon said quietly. “You know I haven’t.” “And yet she’s nowhere.” Jettson leaned forward, his tone sharpening. “What if she’s not out there? What if the Moon Goddess has another path for you?” Zyon stiffened. “What exactly are you trying to say?” Jettson folded his hands. “The Beta of the Blackthorn Pack, you know him. Loyal bloodline, strong leadership. His only daughter rejected her bond years ago. She’s unmated and she’s willing.”

Ronan is scratching his arms again and this time, he takes his both hands to stop them. “Stop scratching them because your arms don’t really itch.” That seemed to surprise Ronan. “How did you know?” “I just know, so stop scratching them or you’ll hurt yourself.” * * * * * * * * * * Cross has heard multiple times and has read a couple of books regarding Fate—the unbreakable Bond between an Omega and an Alpha. The bond that is decided by destiny, both a curse and a blessing. A Bond that you didn’t choose for yourself but doesn’t have a choice but to accept it.

Legend has it that there is an invisible red thread that connects people to those they are destined to meet. It symbolizes friendship, love, protection; no matter how far apart, they will meet. And fate will be realized. In this world, there are two types of person that you will meet at the of your red string; platonic twin flame- that one person that’s supposed to be your best friend, and a romantic twin flame- the one that’s supposed to make you whole, your other half. The one that will make you complete; the other half of your soul.

Luna Ava from the Moonridge pack asked, and I gave a negative response. She was facing a situation similar to Emily's. She lived with her husband and his Fated mate. Her husband, James, declined to reject his fated partner because he understood it would diminish his wolf's strength. He compelled Ava to approve to it, and she had been living unhappily as a heavy drinker ever since. "You must show courage, Olivia. It won't improve. My bed turned cold three years ago. Now, they have offspring, and it's almost as if I'm invisible. Meetings are the only thing I'm ever useful for," she said, then took a large sip of her wine.

“But why? She’s so young.” Ailm lowers her head slightly. “War is coming. I can feel it in my bones. I had no choice.” Caden reaches for her again—but freezes. On his palm, a strange mark glows: a circle with a cross inside. Ailm nuzzles it. “It’s like a current,” he says, shocked. “It’s an Ailm mark,” she explains. “We are fated. Not just mates—fated. A rare, divine connection.” Drake stiffens. “Will Baylee wear the same mark?”

It was depressing but also sort of romantic in a morbid kind of way. I glanced back at the man sitting at the table across from me. I can't imagine being linked with him forever. I really hope fate knows what it's doing, giving me this man as my soul mate. “Yes, I will be friends with your twin sister. It is fated.” He scowls at me. “You aren't even a Shifter, why would fate want you to be friends with my sister?” Now it’s my turn to scowl back at him. “What does that have to do with anything? Everyone has a fate Mr Kane, regardless of the circumstances of their birth. When I look at someone, I see the threads of their fate, not their species.”

His name was rarely spoken aloud, for to do so was to invite death. I barely heard the words. My mind was elsewhere, back in the basement with the scroll, back with the runes that had melted away under the splash of water. I had drawn the symbols for summoning Ryuu, the Fate of Destiny. He was the only one who could alter what was to come, who could change my fate and save me from the death that awaited me. But summoning a Fate was dangerous, and there was no guarantee that Ryuu would answer my call—or that he would help me if he did. The Fates were known to be capricious, their motives beyond human understanding. But I had no other choice.

“I’ve been having vivid dreams, Ruin. Dreams that aren’t just dreams. I see entire lives played out in seconds—people I don’t know, places I’ve never been. I didn’t understand it at first and Halo mentioned it could be a side effect of ‘seeing’ again. But I realize now that I was seeing … their fates.” It hasn’t quite dawned on me yet that Chloe Jane is a fucking Fate; one of the Four Sisters of Fate. No wonder The Creators mated me with her… this can only mean that each of us will be mated to a Fate if they want to bring about the Wild Hunt. But what is going to be so bad that they need a literal Biblical flood to cleanse the place? Who exactly are they expecting? Just as I think this, I he

Second Deity said “What rope?” Vesta asked The first deity stretched out her hand and the three appeared,Kingston,Alice and Moon The red rope joined Kingston and Alice together but the middle was held unto by Moon “The red rope is called fate,,you can see the human and your son have been joined together by the goddess,,,even though the human won’t last but they are mates” First deity said “I still believe my son will not try breaking the mates bond” Vesta said stubbornly The deities exchanged glances