Fate's Hands Free Read Novels & Stories

Cristan blows a small whistle when he has a look at it. “What a wonderful handwriting, Miss Nova. Tell me, are you a teacher or something?” He chuckled but Arissa could hear a cynical tone inside his compliment. She would shoo a protest when he raised his hand in the mid-air. Stopped her to move further and stay still on the couch. Cristan reads every line and any details in the letter very thoroughly. He doesn’t want to miss anything for sure. But then, when his eyes hit the third and fourth clause, he looked at the woman who is sitting obediently in front of her.

"I spent months believing fate was the greatest gift I'd ever receive." Silence. The wind stirred around us. The moon shone above. "I was wrong." Something vulnerable appeared in his silver eyes. Something hopeful. Terrified. Beautiful. My heart clenched. "I thought fate meant finding the right person." My voice trembled. "But fate never remembered my favorite tea." Silas froze. "It never saved every letter I wrote." His expression softened. "It never left my room untouched." Emotion flashed across his face. Raw. Honest. "It never drove through a storm just because I called."

Rhys mumbled, shaking his head in disappointment. I smiled, then patted him on his head. “That’s why you are my best friend.” Rhys scoffed. A minute later. Freya walked in, her eyes fixed on the clipboard on her hand. I instantly rushed to her side, and cleared my throat. “Hey Freya.” I greeted, extending my palm for a handshake. “I just checked the details of the car I repaired. I didn’t make any mistakes on it, so please leave.” She said casually. She didn’t respond to my greeting, nor did she accept my handshake. She just kept staring at the clipboard, then she turned to walk away.

It’s a risk too great, and not worth taking, But I still spent every day wishing it were true. Dear K, When I sit next to you and hear you speak, I felt like losing my religion. My feet went limp, My eyes lost its vision, And my hands became these alien things, And I don't know what to do with them. Where do I put them down the right way? It's like it's the first time I've ever had hands before, And maybe they go in my pockets, And maybe they don't. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

“I felt you. Even before the scent hit me.” “Like a piece of me woke up the moment you were near.” “I don’t even know your name… but the way my soul reached for you.” “What have you done to me?” A bitter wind pulled at him, biting his skin and stealing what little warmth remained. “Was it too much?” he asked quietly. “Too soon? Or did I already fail you before I even began?” He looked down at his hands. The hands meant to protect, to hold but now it’s empty.

Blake Prime was the first to notice the unusual situation. “Quick, we need to stay away from each other. We are beginning to merge.” Blake Prime stated and tried to stop the merger with this clone. He had already promised himself that he would keep from merging and be allowed to live in the Inner World. “It’s fate, Blake. The Powers of Laws have been sealed within me, and it needs to become yours. Allow me to give you the final Delivery of Fate to you.” Blake’s clone said and closed his eyes. No one could see what was taking shape within the pillar of light. However, when the light dissipated, a powerful concussion was released and began to spread outwards like an atomic bomb had been releas

she ordered flatly. The heavy metal clicked loudly, and suddenly my hands were completely free. Kai’s cuffs fell to the gravel a second later with a dull clink. I didn't waste a single breath or look back at the corporate ruins. I reached out instantly and grabbed his hand, locking my fingers into his with a fierce, unbreakable grip.

A strange man at that. She was once again greeted with a brisk and rough silence when he just stopped without answering her question but this time she wouldn't dare to cut and end the call for she quickly got up, grabbed and looked for the cutter to open the envelope that was laying there on the table in front of her. She waited for his answer as she held the phone between her shoulder and ears, and was trying to figure out a way to open the envelope quickly. And then suddenly his calm yet sharp voice said -

The First Spear paused at the mouth of the cave, her presence stilling the air. "I sense a disturbance," she said. "You two are needed outside. I recommend handling this yourselves." She turned to go, her tone solemn. "Remember—these Fates are no longer under the Council’s rule. Everything has changed for them. Show grace." A soft blessing: "Be well." And she departed. "Wait, GiGi!" Charlene called after her. "I wanted to ask you something—"

She said taking his hand and raising an eyebrow at Rex. The instant she took his hand an intense heat came from his fingers and the Fate Seer immediately withdrew her hand from his. “It seems you have an aggressive protector” she exclaimed looking at her hand, she had small blisters appear where she had touched Rex. “I didn’t do that” Rex said, “Well I don’t think I did” he said looking at his hand. Was me or Fafnir he thought.