Fate Visual Novel Novels & Stories

Even then, I didn’t step back. She looked at me like the fight had ended, and something far more dangerous had begun. --- POV: Selene I closed my eyes, but the vision didn’t fade. Even in the dark, I still saw them. Fire. Shadow. And a kiss is already rewriting the world. It shouldn’t have been possible — not between mortal and exile, not under the watch of gods sworn to keep the pattern intact. Yet the Loom had quivered, the Mirror had convulsed, and Fate itself had spoken.

"This fight will decide the course of Fate. Above all else, if you remember nothing I tell you or show you, trust Demetrius. Even when it goes against your heart to do so." "What happens if we win?" Might be nice to have some advanced knowledge. She shook her head, looking away, empty eyes on the water of the fountain. "The visions are dim," she said. "I can't see clearly past the battle." Why did I get the impression she wasn't being totally honest with me? Or maybe I was just paranoid. Naw. Trusting my instincts on this one. Fate's hand squeezed as her power swelled. "You don't believe," she said. "Will you see with me?"

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

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.

“But why? She’s so young.” Ailm lowers her head slightly. “War is coming. I can feel it in my bones. I had no choice.” Caden reaches for her again—but freezes. On his palm, a strange mark glows: a circle with a cross inside. Ailm nuzzles it. “It’s like a current,” he says, shocked. “It’s an Ailm mark,” she explains. “We are fated. Not just mates—fated. A rare, divine connection.” Drake stiffens. “Will Baylee wear the same mark?”

FURY. It surged through her veins like wildfire racing over parched ground, hot enough to burn away every trembling thought. Her breath hitched, her vision narrowed, and the world became nothing but him. Cian’s sneer, his hand digging into her waist, the cold certainty in his eyes that she would break.

He asked her in a curt tone but Georgia kept quiet. “I'm asking a question!!! What's your name!!!” He yelled so hard that everyone flinched feeling a cold spine run through them. “Georgia Brooke” she replied in a shaky voice. “I, Jared Cameron, the Alpha of the blue moon pack, reject you, Georgia Brooke of the blue moon pack as my fated mate.." And that was it. Georgia felt a pain coursing through her body.

When I returned home during the holidays, before I even had the chance to see Mark, I ran into Lily. Standing at the doorway, she was almost unrecognizable. She had lost a lot of weight. Her clothes couldn’t hide the marks on her body. Even her eyes were filled with fear. A once beautiful girl now looked completely drained of life. I wasn’t surprised to see her like this. In my previous life, I had almost been tortured to death by Jackson, too. When Jackson found out about his infertility, he could no longer do things in bed. During work, he kept his head down, but at home, he needed to vent.

The image of Aurelia pinned underneath a massive wolf, all defenseless, injured and broken, her cold skin and her tear-stained face… the emptiness in her eyes. I wanted blood. I wanted to paint the fucking sky red and avenge her. But Ysara stopped us. Told us all shit about fate and whatnot. I didn’t care. I just wanted to avenge my mate. But when she told us that she was broken, that she had a plan to fix her… I had trusted her. After all, it was Ysara. And if there was anyone I could trust with my mate’s life, it was her and her alone.

I'm just happy that people seem happy for us and I will always hold for this happiness. Fate brought us together unexpectedly. Fate played us bitterly. Fate has tested us endlessly. Fate has made us sacrificed separately, and fate brought us misery. But who would have thought that fate would bring us back together again? Maybe, that's how playful our fate is. That despite the challenges we experienced, here we are, still holding each other's hand, living with the love we have for each other. Axis and I started with the fake fiance and fiancee set-up, but things are different now. Things turned into reality now and I'm so happy that finally, Axis and I will be together and we'll work things o