Novel & Cerita Fate Works In Mysterious Ways

I am sorry for not being there and for not being able to tell you anything. I was so happy when you called me dad. I was waiting for that day but unfortunately, I will not be there to see my little girl turn into a lady. I wish I will be there to correct my mistakes and make amendments but I just hope you will forgive me. You know, we all have roles to play in this life but we decided which role to play. we are all protagonist in our movie and also an antagonist to others. The first day I saw you, I knew that something great was coming but I couldn't place a hand on it.

"That's not your way of telling me I'm going to die in a pit of fire is it?" Zena chuckled, loosening one of the leather pouches. A collection of herbs which she threw on dramatically, creating a nose-stinging aroma. Dark and sweet at the same time. As I choked on the scent she said softly. "It's a lot less literal. People think Fates are purposely vague but we don't see a complete image. Flickers and hints. It’s dangerous to over-interpret." The old tales about Fates driving men crazy flickered across my memory.

Fate is the most mysterious force in existence, many say you can change it because it's destiny, but I don't think you can change it except you are wyrd to change your fate but yet again, there's the word, fate is included. I don't even know what I'm saying but I guess I'm right in what I'm saying. It was my destiny to stop so many deaths, the lame ass who got suffered was the one to save so many lives. I'm sure if those who suffered me to find out that I saved their lives, they would be gobsmacked.

One of Fate's strengths is her dedication to her work, that is to say whatever job is tasked to her she will do her best to fulfill them with the best possible outcome. However, it is also one of her greatest weaknesses, as sometimes she's being too hard on herself that she can't help but expect others to do their job as seriously as she does.

But I want you to go with me I want them to know you are claimed , Eryx looked at me for a few seconds " ok but we are not fated and am scared you know I don't like social interaction" I assured nothing is going to happen to him ,And as we held each other close, letting the night stretch around us, I couldn’t shake the feeling that tomorrow would change everything. Something was coming—something I couldn’t see yet—but I would recognize it the moment it arrived. I shrugged it off assuring my self that everything in my life is perfect I have ERYX we don't have to fated to be with each other .

As a matter of fact, being with her felt comfortable and grounding. On the night of my official enrollment, Mom called. She told me that Maya had died. The court case was about to start, but Wayne couldn’t resist gambling one last time and lost badly. Unable to pay the debt, he secretly handed Maya over to loan sharks, and she didn’t make it. After hanging up, I let out a sigh. Beside me, Jane asked curiously, “What’s wrong?” I turned to her, smiling. “It’s nothing important. “I heard you’re still single. Do you think I might have a chance?”

“Ah can touch you here, too.” I slapped her hand away. “Maurice?” Maurice had his notebook out and was flipping through it. “Yes, I think I might have an idea.” “You do?” I tried to keep a lid on my excitement, I’d been burned too often. “I think it’s fate,” he said. “Fate can’t touch you.” “Okay,” I said. “What does that mean?” “I’ve noticed that whenever you face something that seems inevitable, you manage to avoid it. Not always for something better, but it’s not what should happen. Two and two doesn’t always mean four for you.”

her eyes were misty as she asked. "Zenia, I want you to know that we are fated" He replied instead "Fated?!"she scoffed. "What fucking fate?" "I do not know why, I do not know how I got invovled with a feeble human like you, but all I can say for now is that we are fated"he continued despite her reaction. "The fate you talk about has destroyed me!"she yelled, tears finally leaving her eyes. "Maybe because you run away from it" he suggested.

He held me so tightly, promising, "I don't believe in fate. I only know that you are the love of my life." I had believed him. Every memory of our love felt vivid, still so close—yet now, he had abandoned me for another woman without a second thought. I didn't understand. Was fate truly something we couldn't fight? Had it really pulled him, irresistibly, into Grace's arms? My whole body ached, each breath felt like fire. I couldn't tell whether the pain came from the wound or from my heart. Darkness fell like a curtain. When I came to, I was lying in a hospital bed.

Could my choice have triggered a butterfly effect? I picked up my phone and saw more than ten missed calls, all from Mona. I let out a cold laugh and ignored them. When I was running around for the company in my last life, she had never been this "concerned" about me. Just as I put the phone down, a message popped up. [Why aren't you picking up? I'm really worried about you. Did the Whites make things hard for you? Is Jonah scary? Do you want me to come see you?]