Fate: The Winx Saga 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.

) Asha is guiding the flow of the battle by giving commands. Fylgja, the weakest of them, was injured by one of Dómr’s ice crystal magic. Forsjá immediately pulled her back to take cover at their battle formation, healing Fylgja’s wounds with her magic. As Dómr shoots more ice crystals, strangely, some ice crystals missed their targets and some breaks to pieces before they could reach them. It seems Felix and Fortuna defended them with their good and bad luck manipulation ability. Since his magic failed to land his target, Dómr shifted to close combat by lunging towards their formation— and was blocked by Pearl’s invisible body.

Yo nodded and climbed up the stairs to his floor. "Someone Special. Noah Gabriel". He murmured before entering his room. *************** It was the D Day. The contestants were excited and nervous. The whole Engineering Faculty was in the hall to support Ming, the moon. They had prepared bouquets of red roses to make sure he won. Wayo was participating too. But he had already informed Noah that he doesn't want to win any title. So focus on their moon. But he knew Noah would have prepared something for him. Ming was excellent in Muay Thai. His skills were no joke. Noah could clearly see the voting lines going up for Ming. And he couldn't be more proud of his junior.

she whispered. “It’s connected to the throne.” The First Immortal nodded. “Correct.” She looked at him sharply. “You didn’t just give me a weapon.” “No.” He folded his hands behind his back. “I gave you a key.” Seraphine frowned. “A key to what?” “The system of fate.” The witches gasped. Rowan blinked. “Wait… seriously?” The immortal’s eyes narrowed. “You’ve gone further than I expected.” The First Immortal smiled faintly. “I adapt.”

It was also because what she stole had always been my destiny to begin with. I looked up at him and smiled lightly. "Then how do you plan to make it up to me?" Jonah curved his lips and pulled me into his arms. "With a lifetime. Is that enough?" Jonah gave me a grand wedding. The moment he held my hand was the first time since my rebirth that I truly felt alive. On the wedding day, I saw my parents. Their eyes were red as they reached out with trembling hands, trying to grab mine. My gaze, however, was cold.

The world itself seemed to tremble at the echo of what had just transpired. The hunt was done, the immediate threat ended. But the war? That had only just shifted, grown teeth in new places, taken on a new face. Because Nyxara Vale was no longer just fighting the machinery of systems and collectors. Now, she was up against fate itself—a force that shaped worlds, erased bloodlines, and rewrote the story of existence. And for the first time, fate had paused. For the first time, it was uncertain. And Nyxara grinned, knowing that as long as she bore the mark, as long as the wolf inside her refused to kneel, the war was far from over.

“I don’t want power. I don’t want fear. I want someone with warmth. Someone who’ll see me, not just claim me. My mate has to have a heart, not one that’s locked away behind walls.” Rainey studied me for a long moment, her eyes searching mine. Then she sighed and gave a small shrug. “Maybe you’re right. Maybe the Goddess won’t pair you with him. But still…” She glanced back toward the fire, where a ripple of voices rose louder, “…sometimes fate doesn’t ask what we want.” I felt the weight of her words press against me as I turned my gaze to the clearing, my stomach knotting tighter. Because deep down, I wasn’t sure if I was ready to find out what fate had in store for me.

END OF FLASHBACK. My life changed after Amal and I won the baking competition, my habits, my heart, my life, and everything about me transformed. I’m no longer the Afraah people know, I don’t belong behind the counter anymore, I own my world and rule it. The last five years were very hard for me, anytime I close my eyes all I see is Khalil’s image and whenever a place gets silent all I hear is the words of Rayan 'Khalil is no more' I couldn’t even sleep even if I try, sleep was something I had to learn how to do again, both sleep and live.

The kind of hate that she is afraid of, The kind of Hate that could burn her alive, The kind of hate that she can’t face, The kind of hate that could snatch her everything, and it did. Right at that moment, one of them knew this hatred was going to change their fate in a way that none of them had ever expected. The hate had twisted their fate, before any one of them could fight for it.

At this time, Lina had returned home, she angrily went straight to her room when the sound of her parents talking caught her attention and stopped to listen even though her whole body was drenched. “ Baby, so we were right with that hypothesis, people have predestined fate and two people come together in this life because of the affection of their previous life.” “ That's right, now just need to verify with the device that the past life that you researched, our spiritual research can be said to be half successful.”