Fate Xover Novels & Stories

I said and kissed him with all my love. There's nothing that we couldn't overcome together. Just like that we lived our lives... Happily Ever After. THE END 💖

“What do you know? Must be fate.” I start walking again. “Or I’m in hell.” I hear his intoxicating chuckle as he follows me in silence to the next class. I take my seat, almost in the back. He still sits close, but this time he was diagonal from me and out of my line of vision. Maybe, just maybe, I’d be able to focus in this class. I think I heard fate laugh at me. “What the hell were you and Ryan talking about?”

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.”

What do I say to the fact that the person he said he’d killed when the baobab left their system, is actually alive and his Fated? “You lied to me?” comes out before any other comforting words, and I can see him pale. If Xenia is his Fated, then he won’t be able to harm her - er them, since he’s ingested their blood, but if they haven’t ingested his, then the Bond is one-sided until they do.

I ask withdrawing from the hug. "He won't honey. Remember today is your first day in high school." She smiles trying to cheer me up and it kinda worked cause I'm totally excited about my first day in high school. I haven't made any friends since we came to live in human world. "Yeah." I breathe out. "So....get dressed while I make you a delicious breakfast. Ok?." "Okay." She stood up from the bed, pecked my cheeks and moves out of my room. Well.....My name is Zara. I was a princess in the kingdom of Almelda, a beautiful place very far from here.

We discovered allies in unexpected places and forged unbreakable bonds with those who believed in our mission. Months turned into years, and slowly but surely, we made progress. The criminal organization crumbled, its leaders brought to justice, and Xander's name was finally freed from the shadow of his past. Our journey wasn't without sacrifices, but the lessons we learned and the strength we gained fortified our love. As I reflect on our tumultuous journey, I'm reminded of the power of forgiveness and the capacity for change. Xander's past may have been dark, but he proved that it didn't define him. Together, we face our demons, and in doing so, we emerge stronger than ever.

“But the truth is I'm not really here for Kael, I'm here for you.” My breath hitched. “I wonder what will happen when people find out about you,” she threatened. “Kael wouldn't let you.” She nodded in agreement. “I found out that Orion and Kael are mortal enemies,” her voice drops. “You are my ticket to victory.” “What do you mean?” She placed a hand on my lips. “You'll see, but let me give you some heads up, I will be the Luna of the Lycan Lord and that's my promise to you, Xena.”

The forest seemed to grow denser, as shadows twisted around them. As we pursued the unknown person, Frynn's phone buzzed. "Daisy's update," he said, reading. "She has confirmed X's involvement. He is recruiting rogue shifters." My jaw clenched. "This just got worse. We need to contain this before it spreads." Suddenly, Frynn halted. "Brynn, look." A symbol etched into a tree trunk – the Fiato Pack's mark with an arrow through its center. My eyes narrowed. "X has declared war."

His instinct only tells one thing to do. Survive. But on that fateful day, he met his goddess of fortunes as his savior. His life rescuer. Someone who has destined to be his home. A safe haven for him. Ever since that day, his feet entered her life. If Sister Hua didn't show up that day, his fate probably ended it up in the sewers or even worse. He could be a pocket thief or a beggar. Busying himself begging on the street with no future. Now, slowly, with a straight head, his path life was steady and clear. He no longer feels scared of what future has hold for him ahead.

Fear that he was a part of her, not fear of dying or losing. And I had only one option if that were the case. With both blades at the ready, I planted my feet and pushed her behind me. "Then you'll need to pierce me first." The survivor cocked his head. I'm amused. Wondering. "Do you believe that loyalty triumphs over fate?" "Yes," I growled. "Because she is not a victim of destiny." Yes, I do. Then I made a lunge. XENIA’S POV The shards screamed in unison, his and mine, as Catty’s daggers clashed against his chest. The air warped, bending with their collision, and a sound like cracking glass split the night.