Fate's Hand Novels & Stories

Just then, she saw a group of women who had a close relationship with Alex and Grand Emperor Rowan coming over, so she dashed toward them at once. “Dawn of Fate!” The woman in white armor stretched out her hand and unleashed the law of fate. Alex suddenly remembered who she was. She was the Goddess of Fate who once sealed Neela in the tower—Quinirus Schranz! Boom! Granny Heavenward had sky-high cultivation. In the face of the law of fate, she waved her hand and slashed the attack, negating it right away. However, she quickly realized something was not wrong. The law of fate was just superficial, and the hidden move was the most powerful.

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.

I told him about that rare leaf that could weaken a dragon’s powers if touched the right way. I told him. And now he had used it. He had used it… against us. I turned away, trying not to show my face. My heart was breaking. Slowly, painfully. I couldn’t breathe for a second. Why did I trust him? Why did I speak so freely? Blaze was still talking. “And guess what? That man—he was holding a princess’s hand. They were getting married.” I froze. Blaze didn’t notice. “They were in a thall. Everyone was dancing, singing, celebrating. He was right beside the princess. Holding her hand like she belonged to him. Like he had forgotten everything else.”

I turned to her “Elixir don’t listen to them They feed you a story you already fear and call it truth That’s not fate That’s manipulation” She blinked But she didn’t run One of the figures raised their hand and the flame between them flickered into an image Me Soren Ewen Standing over her body Blood on our hands Her voice cracked then “Why would fate show me that if it wasn’t true” “Because fate’s not fixed” I said “You taught me that” She shook her head “But what if I am the danger What if I don’t belong to any of you anymore” “You don’t belong to anyone” I said “But that doesn’t mean you’re alone”

He ran his hand through his blond hair, “Sybil, if you were my fated mate and I allowed Whisper to come here and live in the Alpha quarters, would you be okay with that?” She furrowed her brows and then beamed a beautiful smile at him, “of course, if it were your wish, I would befriend her and be like sisters if it pleased you, that is what a fated mate is to do, is it not?” He looked down at their son and I could see the evil smile curl on her lips, she’s playing him, and he is falling for it, she tried to kill me for goddess sake and your falling for this.

Her recovery from Veyron’s control had been slow but steady, and her sharp mind was once again proving invaluable. “What did you find?” I asked. She handed me a parchment, the edges charred as if it had been plucked from a fire. “This was found on one of the rogue bodies. It’s a manifesto of sorts.” I unrolled the parchment, scanning the hastily scrawled words. “The mate bond is sacred, the Moon Goddess’s gift. Without it, we are nothing but beasts, lost and unworthy. Those who defy Her will shall face Her wrath through us. We are the Hand of the Crescent Flame, and we will restore balance—by blood, if necessary.”

She opened her mouth to say more, and she screamed as another contraction hit. He just gave her a sad smile. “You are worth everything.” The goddess turned her gaze to Ternen. “Take your mate’s hand.” He turned to her. “We both know I can’t. I’m not here.” The goddess waved her hand. “Am I the goddess or are you?” His mouth dropped open, but he lifted his hand to Alannah’s, and the moment their hands touched, a soft light filled the room. Alannah cried out and clung to him. “How?” He turned back to the goddess as his hand was crushed by his mate.

He changes the slide again and takes a deep, steadying breath. “The role of fate's representatives is to keep fate on track, as we know. Your role appears to be the backup plan. The one to manage and police them should those representatives go off track. The fate reps only receive information about the specific area they are intended to manage, life, death, and so on. They mostly get visions about the things that they need to fix, if something gets messed up in the natural order. Don’t ask me how that works, it is way above my pay grade.” Alex comments drily before continuing.

her eyes were misty as she asked. "Zenia, I want you to know that we are fated" He replied instead "Fated?!"she scoffed. "What fucking fate?" "I do not know why, I do not know how I got invovled with a feeble human like you, but all I can say for now is that we are fated"he continued despite her reaction. "The fate you talk about has destroyed me!"she yelled, tears finally leaving her eyes. "Maybe because you run away from it" he suggested.

His eyes fixed entirely on me. “She’s okay Little Moon. She just used all of her energy and needs to rest.” I leaned forward and nudged her body. I reached my hand to touch her face but something moved. I froze. A white shape emerged in my line of sight. Where there was supposed to be a hand was… A paw! A small, beautiful paw covered in fur whiter than snow.