Fated Hands Novels & Stories

Alsie smirked. Sylvia held out her hands, Alsie placed her hand in one of them and Declan did the same. Sylvia closed her eyes and chanted her words under her breath. After a few seconds Sylvia’s eyes opened and she looked between Alsie and Declan. “The bond is true. Fated.” Declan sighed a sigh of relief, a smile creeping across his face. “Your turn little brother.”

The kids stepped down to their dads waiting for their next call. Noah turned to Benjamin, holding his hands. He felt all nervousness disappeared the moment he saw into black orbs. The smile on Benjamin's lips was enough to blow all the fears away. Benjamin was feeling the same. The moment he held Noah's hand was the moment when he gained all his confidence back. He was ready to welcome the life with happiness. They turned to the preist once before starting to begin their vows.

Ruth`s POV It stung a little when Ethan cut the palm of my hand with the knife and then he handed the knife to me and held him out. I dragged the knife across the palm of his hand before handing it back to the elders. I grabbed his hand that I cut with mine as the elders started the ceremony to bond us as Alphas` of the pack. When the ceremony was over it was time for the food that was prepared. Ethan had given Harry full control and I gave Sam back control. Sam's POV

“If I give you my hand, you can see if I am telling you the truth.” I eyed her warily as she reached her hand out to me across the table before taking it with my own. I closed my eyes as the visions began to cloud my vision. Her entire existence played out before me and I knew she had told me the truth. She was the goddess of the night, Nyx. I pulled my hand away, taking a deep breath as I opened my eyes, wondering what on earth a goddess would want with me. “But you already know, dear.” She smiled again. “If you saw everything, you already know that I have mated you with my first creation. He has lost many mates to time, but I think you may be the one to undo my brother’s magic and make him

Gretchen sniffed back her tears then said, "Better late then never, isn't it?" With the ceremonial knife in his hands, Nicholas began. "We are all gathered here to witness the marriage of Damien and Gretchen. As in the old times, we recognize that marriage bonds us forever to our mate. In honor of what the Fates have gifted to us, we offer this sacrifice." Damien held out his left hand to Nicholas. With a quick motion, Nicholas sliced his palm open. Damien closed his eyes and cringed as Nicholas did the same to Gretchen. As Nicholas placed their palms together, the glowing white sash of the Fates wove itself around their hands.

The Queen of the Snow Leopards, Asha. The Black Cat of Misfortune, Felix. The White Snake of Serenity, Pearl. The Pink Rabbit of Fortune, Fortuna. Not long ago, they became my contracted beast (though there aren’t any contract between us). The Alpha of the Fenrir wolves, Dómr. My dad’s contracted beast. Is there really a chance for us to win…? Me, Restia, Felix and Fortuna are riding on Forsjá’s back— while running across the forest with Asha and Pearl.

“What does that even mean?” Fate holds his hand out to me, which surprisingly, his right one is covered in a black glove. Usually that is a sign of conservatism, as if he is frightened to reveal that maybe we are mates. Although, I already know he’s mated. “Why don’t we have dinner together? It’s getting quite late.”

And as they stood together, hand in hand, they knew that as long as they had each other, they could weather any storm. Their journey was not without its trials. They faced setbacks and hardships, moments of doubt and fear. But through it all, they clung to each other, drawing strength from the unwavering support and unconditional love they found in one another. Together, they navigated the twists and turns of life's unpredictable path, facing each new challenge with courage and resilience. And as they looked to the future, they did so with hope and optimism, knowing that no matter what lay ahead, they would face it together, hand in hand, hearts intertwined for eternity.

“I’ll tell you, but it will not be now, now to your next lives as you will meet him and you will know for, he holds the uncanny resemblance of the two people that dears to you the most.” “So, it was you.” Come in face to face towards the person that is fated to her, yet is asking the very opposite of that intended reason. The fate that was sealed from the very beginning, the destiny that is written beyond the very beginning, and the inevitable chance that started with both the blessing and the curse. She now comes face to face with the person that draws with the blood and marks of both of them. Farah in her new identity and vessel crosses the path and finally towards him.

“Why is it Fated One?” Rebecca explained, “The fates are the writhing gods of chaos and tricks. The fates like to play a game and bet with their so-called thread of life, yet none seems to know the thread of the Fated One, they made a bet that she would succumb to her destiny and change the fates of the world. However, they weren't all unfair, they gave her a mysterious weapon to aid her. The whip-sword." Lucinda held the container of the whip-sword away from herself as if she was holding a dangerous serpent.