Fate Rhongomyniad Novels & Stories

A low, approving growl rippled through the crowd. “This year,” he continued, his hand coming to rest on the small of my back, “we do not just celebrate the turning of the year. We celebrate a new beginning for our pack. We celebrate the Moon Goddess’s gift, the completion of my soul, and the arrival of your heart. My Fated Mate. Your Luna, Angela.” He didn’t shout the last part. He let the silence hold it, let the words sink into the cold, still air. Then, as one, the entire Shadow Moon Pack threw back their heads and howled.

"Your support means everything to me, Cynthia. One day, I hope you'll join me on this journey, to uncover the mysteries of Aradonna together." The evening turned into night, and they sat there, two souls intertwined in a love that was both profound and surrounded by the allure of Aradonna's mysteries. It was in these moments that Cynthia understood how deeply connected she was to both Roberick and the kingdom he held close to his heart. And perhaps one day, she would stand by his side as they uncovered the secrets that had eluded Aradonna for generations. As the stars glistened above, casting their silvery glow over the garden, Roberick and Cynthia continued to discuss Aradonna. The more the

She doesn’t have the bloodline to be my mate. ‘But Fate has decided,’ Cynan cackles, sitting back in her chair, ‘it decided on her, for you.’ ‘I don’t believe that.’ ‘Then your a fool - did you pursue Lana Nix? Did you seek her out?’ ‘We met by chance,’ my tongue is dry but I reach for wine instead, maybe it’ll block out this conversation. ‘And you gave into the bond,’ Ronin tells me, firmly. ‘The sense of magic filled that cavern when we found you.’

“I know you’re... between jobs. Or whatever this is. If you do this for me—if you protect me for three hundred and sixty-five days—I’ll pay you. When the year is over and my... my inheritance kicks in... I’ll give you twelve million dollars. A million for every month you stay with me until I get my revenge.” A strange shadow crosses Zayn's face. “Revenge? I didn't know you wanted revenge.” “Yes. I do,” I say, not holding back. “My fiancé and best friend betrayed me. My family betrayed me too. And for what? Money. They plan to…” I stop as the memories of my unfortunate future flick through my mind. “…they plan to kill me and claim my trust fund.”

And with a small voice that no one could hear, she added, "It all depends on the Fates." "Winner! Zabdiel Lewelyn!" ~O~O~O~ The rounds continued until there were only nine of them. Zabdiel, Barbie, Kieran, Clive, "Bloom", a Fire Kryst named Ine, a Water Kryst named Ylena, Crystal Kryst Thēna, and a Shadow Kryst named Saito. Zabdiel and Ine went first. The Fire Kryst was stronger and wiser, he defeated Zabdiel in a short time span. Thankfully, Zabdiel was not injured so much.

"Fate is like energy. It cannot be created nor can it be destroyed. The wheel turns, but the wind, situation, and road will determine which direction and the speed at which it turns. You cannot defy fate. You can only pass it to another or push it forward." "What could that mean?" I asked. Dayo turned to Darragh. "If I survive your father, Riona comes for me. That tells me something important. It's important that I die." Darragh scoffed. "You cannot be serious." "I am." She looked between us, her expression eerily calm. "Does it not make sense to you?" "Permit me to speak," I said. "Speak," Dayo replied.

“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!”

"The temple can't do anything to me. The mistake it did was let my mother touch me. I thought you said the temple knows all." "What are you talking about?" she asked. "I'm taking about the Raven Warlocks." "Agatha!" her voice was whisper but threatening nonetheless, "Don't go down this road." She shook her head. "Wait," I look at her carefully, "You-" "Ango," she grips at me, " Reversio." I go on my knees, "Somnio."

Aiden said, in a strong and firm voice. His voice shook slightly on the last part, and my heart squeezed painfully. I knew he loved me that much. King Eric, who had been quiet for a while, let out a rough chuckle as he began to speak. “Aiden is right, Ralph. Rose belongs here too. They are fated mates. She is going to be the Luna of our pack.” His voice was hoarse, but strong enough. And just like that, everything burst again. My father’s face darkened as his fists clenched, and I could see anger rising again.

"Brother, what is the pain like when there's no Dependence on Fate?" Dependence on Fate was a secret of the Montgo family. In each generation, there was always one person who inherited the curse of their bloodline. During every full moon, they would experience unbearable pain, and only by finding their destined person could they alleviate that pain. In the Montgo family, such a person was called Dependence on Fate. Dependence on Fate could be anyone—male or female, old or young. They never knew who their Dependence on Fate was until they met them and recognized them as their destined person.