Fated Hands Novels & Stories

For four? Tristan reached across the table and caught my hand. His calloused thumb stroked the back of my knuckles, grounding me. “Evie. Look at me.” I did. “The Moon Goddess literally gave us a child for each pack,” he said, his voice steady, filled with reverence I rarely heard from him. “One for Melting Moon. One for Pine Wood. One for Celestia. One for Crescent. Maybe Alphas. Maybe Lunas. Maybe both. Whatever they are, they’re ours. And they will be fierce, because they come from you.”

“I understand. Tell me what you’ve found out.” “Theodore and I are fated mates, just as Grandma Susan had long predicted.” I can see my words have hurt him. “So what does it mean for us?” “I love you. I can never be with Theodore again, even if we are fated. He is evil and cruel. You’re lovely and kind and loving and loyal. This is why I realised I love you. I love only you, Thomas.” “I’m happy to hear that. But fated means that you are meant to be with Theodore, the Moon Goddess has destined that.”

I was slowly coming around and my baby love wasn't in my arms but I could feel a weird sensation which felt familiar down south. The last time I felt that was on my wedding night and none of the women I was with dared to go down, because I had a nasty scar from the day I lost Laura. I used to miss her , but I don't anymore. Alexis was right when she said I needed to get over her properly and heal. I did that with David and Mary last weekend. It was exactly four years to ago when everything happened. Lexi started using her hands and her tongue started working magic. She started taking me in deeper and I was fighting a losing battle .

He bring me to his house, gave me the care I craved and the family I wished for and not to forget the love I never imagined. I don't think I can call it anything else other than our fate. He is my Fate! My Fated Love! **************************** The END... Do leave your views... Thank you for reading...

Dumb right? I bumped into someone when I took the next turn sending their drink flying out of their hand, and all over my shirt. I reached for her hand to hold her steady, she almost slipped. “Oh, my God, you have no idea how sorry I-” The woman did not even let me land. “WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? CAN’T YOU WATCH WHERE YOU’RE GOING? ARE YOU STUPID, OR DUMB, OR JUST PLAIN BLIND?”

All three of them looked alike, with their faces mirroring each other. All three women looked eerie and ancient, I felt a cold chill crawl down my spine as I stared at how drained and pale their faces were. Who were they? My blood instantly runs cold as if frozen. I finally realized who they were--The Fates. A heavy lightning struck on cue out of nowhere. The Fates were the deities who held time and Destiny in their hands. They were three but existed in one. They are what was, what is and what will be. Holding the knowledge of the entire universe in their hands, what had occurred and whatever yet to occur.

She blindly took one book and sat down. She was the only one at the restricted library, so she wasn’t disturbed all day long. The first book she read was all about mating. “Fated mate…” Mallory unconsciously said, then touched the word on the paper. She read, “Fated mates are pairs that are arranged by the Goddess herself. They are commonly known to live together until one of them dies. If one died, the other would fall into a deep depression that sometimes would resort to killing themselves. Some said that fated mates have their abilities enhanced after mating, gaining more power from one another.”

It was cool and eerie at the same time. Sylvia spoke, “The bond is true and fated. He is the 1st mate.” Once she was done speaking, Sylvia dropped both of our hands, closed her eyes, and took two cleansing breaths. Sylvia held her hands out, “Next triplet please.” Sylvia requested. Evander and I held our hands out and Syliva placed our hands in hers, again she closed her eyes for a few moments, opened them and proclaimed, “The bond is true and fated.”

They promised each other to love each other as long as they were still breathing. They held each other's hands and promised each other forever and after all forever's don't last that long. Just as they had wanted to hold each other's hand and walk through the tortuous path of life together, fate shook its head and said no. More tears ran down Gabriella 's eyes as more memories rushed into her head. From the start, maybe they even weren't met to be, all kind of signs but she refused and pushed on. Maybe it was fate teaching her a lesson for being disobedient. She had no choice whether she liked it or not, she had to bear this cross.

My hand landed on his shoulder, “wait, your parents told her they were fated and not chosen that’s so wrong, I thought everyone knew that fated mates would always win out over a chosen.” Christen’s eyes softened to me, “that’s a myth little wolf, yes the fated bond is a miracle, but that doesn’t necessarily mean that if someone else really holds your mate’s heart that they will be able to be loyal to a fated mate bond, it is rejectable.”