Fate Strange Fake Light Novels & Stories

“Death is involved” “Let’s proceed, I’m ready,” The older female said with a determined look. The red-haired looked at the older female who nodded, telling her to proceed, they both stood to their feet… “Sure” The young strange lady responded with an evil smile “Nothing scent better than the fragrance of revenge,” She said laughing, her laughter turned maniac and evilly, thunder stroke, lighting struck “It is done, sealed,” she said with thousand voices. Light shone so brightly from the young red-haired lady, that the older female had to close her eyes, even with her eyes closed she could feel the lights

The lights blink once and then go blank. In the emergency lighting, Elder Kingsley's smile turns monstrous. “Let's negotiate.” Suddenly, Jace materialises from the shadows as the emergency lights flicker back to life. His signature cologne cuts through the ozone-charged air. “Did I miss the family reunion?” He kicks the door shut with one polished boot, trapping us inside with Mr Kingsley's serums. Kieran's claws pop out, ready to fight with Jace. “Tricky fox.”

I ask cagily. Thalia scowled. “We don’t have on-site Fate’s. Our wonderful Luna Ruth has connections. We needed a Fate on this side of the border. Now we have one! Isn’t it wonderful! Now do I use this rope to make a lovely swing and forget about you down there?”

He gently lifted my arms above and stared at the white fur on my belly. My eyes pointedly glared at him. What was he staring at? Before I could squirm away from his hands, he held me down. The stranger muttered something under his breath and lifted his hand, placing it right over my chest, concentrating all of his energy to the point where his thumb was pressed. I had never received a mark before but trusted in his instinct. My eyes clenched shut as there was a sudden light emerging from between his fingers, almost blinding me in the process.

And although I have survived, I no longer live. Now… Now not the slightest part of me lives. I am pure darkness. I have always been it. I'll always be. And here I will stay. Alone. Broken. And gloomy. As is the Fake Life that I have created. FINAL Epilogue Verona, a city in northern Italy. RYDER

She then laughs as she says, “Luna, I’m sorry, but this will be cold.” “Amity, please call me Annalise…” I say as I flinch when the cold gel from the bottle hits my stomach. I then watch as she picks up a stick connected to the machine and places it on my stomach. Fredrick and Nicolas walk over, pulling a stool with them. They sit down next to me. I watch as Amity looks at the screen. She presses a few buttons and then frowns. A little worried that something was wrong, I whisper,

When we reach the grave from before, I stop and release his hand. It falls to his side. I stare at the grave and avoid his face. “You were right when you said I'm selfish.” I start. “I don't know how to trust. Until now, I've never even tried to, not really, I run away, hide and avoid everyone who tries to get close to me. But there is one thing I have always trusted and that is fate. These threads that I see. They never deceive me, they show truth, good and bad. They do nothing to spare my feelings because fate doesn't care about my feelings. There are times I wish I couldn't see them at all because what I see is so heartbreaking. But despite that, I really do trust them. Completely. I trus

"Who exactly are you? You insult my wife the moment we meet and call me ugly. Do you have no manners at all?" It was as if she could not hear his rebuke. She broke down, screaming hysterically, "Why? You did it on purpose last life, didn't you? You deliberately made yourself ugly to trick me! Why does everything good always fall into Julia’s hands? I refuse to accept this!" He guarded me warily as we stepped back. "Is there something wrong with this woman’s head? We should stay far away from her." Suppressing my laughter, I explained, "She is my stepsister, Vivian. She is Luca’s wife. We held our wedding ceremonies on the same day."

Regret that the person your soul and wolf is bound to forever is not the right kind of person for you. People forget that Fate doesn’t plan for everyone to have a happy ever after. Fate is not a fairy godmother granting wishes. Some people have to suffer to make the greater plans of the world move. You can’t make everyone happy. So some people, like my poor sister Pen, must be mated to the sadistic bullies of the world because Fate has a higher plan than her daily life.

The words of the stranger echoed off the walls of the cavern and lingered heavy in the air. Kaden's eyes narrowed as he gripped his sword more tightly. “Start explaining,” he demanded, his voice cold. “Who are you, and what do you mean the light belongs to you?” The man’s smirk didn’t falter. “I have many names, but you can call me Caius. And the light inside her,” he nodded toward Lena, “is part of an ancient bond. One that was never supposed to be broken.”