Fated Hands Novels & Stories

“Nikolai, Nova, *these are the hands of your best friend, young, strong and full of love for you as you promise to love each other today, tomorrow and forever. These are the hands that will work alongside yours as you build your future together. These are the hands that will passionately love you and cherish you through the years and, with the slightest touch, will comfort you like no other.” *“These are the hands that will hold you when fear or grief fills your mind, when unwanted thoughts creep into your memories and threaten to break you. These are the hands that will wipe the tears from your eyes; tears of sorrow and tears of joy. These are the hands that will tenderly hold your children

They nodded and he cleared his throat, “I found these off the internet, but they work perfectly for you five. These are the hands of your best friends, full of love for one another today, tomorrow, and forever. These hands will work together alongside one another as you build your future together. These hands will wipe the tears of both happiness and sorrow from one another’s eyes. These hands will give each of you support, encouragement, and strength when need be. Just as these hands are young and strong now, they will still be reaching for one another when you are old and wrinkled, giving you the same unconditional love as they give you today. Now, do you take this woman to be your lawful

As I walk up to them, I say, “It wouldn’t have mattered…” Joesph looks at me with a frown and confusion, as he says, "What do you mean, it wouldn't have mattered?" I frown back at his tone, as I say, “I found a handwritten note in the ‘forbidden book of supernatural knowledge’, it was written on a completely unrelated page, which is why I kept missing it. It was a warning about the fated.” “What warning?” “I would say a rewriting of the part where it says that the bond can be severed by a powerful Fairy. Yes, a Fairy can help one survive the other's death, but in reality, no matter what, the fated always follow each other…”

Beta Tyde called, catching up to her. He stopped her by holding one of her hands from behind. Unable to let go of her hand that was as soft as velvet and as frail as a rose, he stared at her pretty little hand within his. Suddenly, it was quickly pulled from his hand, and he looked up at his fated mate with now angry eyes staring at him. "How long have you known we were fated, mate?" she asked, upset. Beta Tyde thought she would be happy they were fated mates after finding out she wanted him just as bad as he wanted her. He was confused.

I will continue to record the flow of time. No one can escape fate and destiny. What am I? I am two sides of the same coin. I am the Original. I am Fate and I am Destiny. If you want to put it in simple terms. Spear of Destiny, Hand of Fate, any of these ring a bell? All are me. Beginning and End, Alpha and Omega, all these things they stupidly assign to one who has no name. All are me.

"Maria, I will avenge you. What he did to you, his wife will face the same. And then I'll ask him to replace her, just like he asked me to and then he'll know that fame means nothing but destruction." Fate sat on the top of a tower and wrote something in her Grecabulum, the book of fate and destiny. Her pen shone light blue as she wrote down the Fate of people. Then, she flew up and reached a balcony. She passed through the closed doors and looked at a new born baby sleeping in a cradle. She touched his hands and the fate lines appeared on his palm. "May you get what you deserve" She smiled and walked out. She flew up and climbed at the terrace of a building. "Let's see, what's next," She lo

I would destroy fate for my Queen. “Hold on, please. Misha, may I see your hands palms up, please,” Clotho says. Misha holds out her hands and Clotho traces the lines. Palmistry, also known as palm reading, chiromancy, or chirology, is the practice of fortune-telling through the study of the palm. The practice is found all over the world, with numerous cultural variations. Those who practice chiromancy are generally called palmists, hand readers, hand analysts, or chirologists. Clotho has one such talent. “By reading the lines on your hands you can tell a lot about the person. I can see where you've been and where you are going. I made your parents. In essence I'm you're grandmother. See,” S

Cupid asked, "They are a very important branch of Hades Inc." June nodded, "Yeah, I read about them on the pamphlet, you guys have me." The Fates were a group of three sisters who were weaving goddesses. One sister weaved the thread of life, another sister measured the amount of time the human lived and the last sister cut the thread off with her shears. "The Fates sometimes uses the same thread for different people's lives henceforth reincarnation became a thing," Cupid said, "So, all the June Wengs whose lives you changed are all you somehow."

He placed his hands on my shoulders and looked deep into my eyes. “Come on now, Clark. Where are you going?” Rowan asked. I looked in a different direction, I didn’t want to speak to him, not now, or ever. I’ll show him that I won’t be a loser and desperate for staying by his side just because he took my virginity. I side stepped Rowan and continued on with my journey. “Clark!” Rowan shouted when he realised that there was no way in hell that I was going to do whatever he wanted me to do. I was determined to get as far away from him as possible at the moment. I would still keep true to my promise. If I find out that I am pregnant, I will behave and then give birth and then he would eventuall