Fate Visual Novel Novels & Stories

If it was a battle of swords, they would have fought it but it was a battle of fate so they were waiting anxiously. In each person, there was a measure of good and bad, in everyone's fate there was fortune and misfortune. However, for Devlin and Sarah, both the misfortune and fortune was this love...which was cruelly torn apart by fate. (Book 2 of the fate series coming soon! Stay tuned. Follow me on social media as @her_bleeding_pen for more updates. I hope you like and enjoy the novel! Please rate and write a review on my goodreads page. It will bring me great pleasure to read your reviews! until Sarah and Devlin meet again, until we meet again, dear readers!)

Noah pecked his nose. Just then they laughed as Benjamin's stomach grumbled. "Come lets eat. And then i will make sure to wreck this cottage at every surface". Noah winked pulling him into his arms. "I will be waiting". Benjamin winked too. Yes... It was their beginning of a new life. Happy. Wild. Full of love. And yes lots of poundings... This was their Fate that they wrote... ---- Tabby

"Who're you?" Fate looked at the stranger suspiciously. She is in no mood to talk to strangers or flirt for the matter, not that she willingly did in her life. Which is why she never had a boyfriend before. As Rhine puts it, she can't help acting like a bitch in front of others outside work. "It's Williams. Kurt Williams." Kurt smiled charmingly and even tried to offer his hand for a shake, but took it back when Fate just looked at it blankly seemingly unaffected by his charms and didn't look like she had any intention of taking it.

“This hasn’t happened. What is happening to me?” But the images kept flickering. Broken glass. Twisted metal. Aurora’s cold hand. It felt like memories. Except they weren’t his. But they felt like they were. His breath hitched. “I’m losing my mind—” Except he wasn’t. Because next to him, invisible and unseen, Fate sat in the passenger seat,her small form glowing faintly, her delicate fingers outstretched toward him. Her eyes were sad. Her voice… unheard by him, whispered,

if you eat that leaf you can exchange soul but than max you die anyway because of disease too and it my job to maintain balance wait you are goddess of fate because of you I suffered and now you telling me I can't exchange soul what kind of fate you write you are monster I can only write possibilities,way and results and rest is you decision and you can write your own fate bu move forward but you didn't even try and nothing changed that all your doing it my job to maintain law and stray neutral. I don't have any right to give someone special treatment even if thousand die but I am here to bless you with power to heal any injuries you can only heal 20 people if they near death and based on y

It is hard to stay positive when over ten-thousand words are erased in one file. I hope you are patient with me and keep this book in your library, as I promise to return soon with more episodes. Please, don't forget about me or Fated to the Queen. Until then, if you are still interested in supporting me as an author, try my other GoodNovel. It's a dark romance that turns sweet, with the female lead experiencing character growth and sexual discovery. I Promise Queen Kimarhi and her fated will return, and when that happens, you will get to meet Imagyn.

It is observing me. “One further disturbance will trigger permanent correction,” Fate states. “This is final notice.” I think of Nora’s hands clutching my coat. Of the way she leaned into me without hesitation. Of the stillness she brought into a being who has never been allowed to stop. “I acknowledge the notice,” I say. The weave loosens incrementally. Fate withdraws, not retreating but redistributing attention elsewhere. Contingencies are already being calculated. Paths that do not yet exist are quietly prepared.

“I’ve been having vivid dreams, Ruin. Dreams that aren’t just dreams. I see entire lives played out in seconds—people I don’t know, places I’ve never been. I didn’t understand it at first and Halo mentioned it could be a side effect of ‘seeing’ again. But I realize now that I was seeing … their fates.” It hasn’t quite dawned on me yet that Chloe Jane is a fucking Fate; one of the Four Sisters of Fate. No wonder The Creators mated me with her… this can only mean that each of us will be mated to a Fate if they want to bring about the Wild Hunt. But what is going to be so bad that they need a literal Biblical flood to cleanse the place? Who exactly are they expecting? Just as I think this, I he

He attempted to step away from it, but he couldn't because it kept on following him. Then I remembered what I had seen at the garden's entrance before we entered. Debitus constitutus promissio(Debt Establishment, promise.) It was written in block letters and a language I didn't know I could comprehend until now. No one was able to read it, not even Maya. Aiden had vowed, and he wouldn't escape from it until he fulfilled his wish or until he was dead. He clasped the sword, and his eyes bored into mine. “I'm sorry,” He muttered.

All the devils seemed dead as some were slowly dying. Unfortunately, in this blast, she couldn't survive too. In the last moments of her life, she saw the end of those devils with her own eyes. There was no regret left. With a satisfied smile on her lips, she closed her eyes. ....................................... Finally, she could see a new ray of light with her own eyes when her body started shaking. She could hear her name echoing in the atmosphere. "Rong! Wake up!" Irritated, she slowly opened her eyes and found herself lying on the bed.