Fated Is Overrated Novels & Stories

“I kind of like the idea that the universe is smiling on the two of us being together. What about you? Do you believe it was fate?” Aiden sipped his wine thoughtfully, his hazel eyes dark with thought. Slowly, he set his glass down and leaned forward as if he were telling me a secret. “Up until a little under three weeks ago, I used to believe that fate was a word that the hopeless used to describe random chance. That fate was just a coward's way of hoping for the future or explaining the past. It didn't have any substance or meaning.” “What happened three weeks ago that changed your mind?”

I was a well trained killing machine. "Come on stubborn girl." Travis continued. Was he honestly planning on staying beside me this whole time? "Are you a stalker?" I asked suddenly whirling around. "You keep appearing around me." "Fate is a funny thing." Travis chuckled stopping the car again. Fate... I hated that word more than anything else. What was fate anyway? It was a thing that determined our path, determined where we went, determined who we loved, it was all a bunch of bullshit if you asked me.

His eyes told me how happy he was to see me happy. He then took my hand and looked deep into my eyes. “Angela, this song is for you. I made it myself. I named this song Fated. I believe we are destined to be together in this life and no one can separate us. Our love will never end until death do us part,” he said in a soft voice. Tears of happiness dripped from my eyes while her eyes were filled with tears. We then smiled at each other before he took me into his warm embrace.

I mused aloud, swirling the bubbles in my glass, “this is why fated mates are so much better than chosen ones.” As soon as the words left my mouth, I felt the weight of my mistake settle in. Terri’s gaze snapped to me. Jasmine raised a brow. “Oh, shit,” I blurted. “I didn’t mean… wait! That’s not what I meant! Chosen mates can be just as good! Better even! In some cases! Depending on the…”

She sighed, a small moment of reverence given to the good old days. “But every so often, I’ve heard gossip of a Fated pair,” she went on. “Sharing thoughts, powers, a deeper connection and understanding of one another than any love could bring between two people.” I felt myself blushing at the idea. “Most will keep it quiet though, fearing retaliation.” “Retaliation?”

He looked like I just didn’t get something. “Cindy, I think you don’t quite get it. I know you’re sorry about your actions. But us being engaged means so much to me. You and Kayla are the most important people in my life. I would want you to know immediately if something good or bad happens to any of you.” He sighed. “It just hurts to know that you wouldn’t instinctively turn to me if you are in any kind of trouble, that’s all I’m trying to explain to you.”

“Didn’t you feel the mate pull?” “The… the mate pull?” My heart stumbled. “Then that would mean—” “Yes,” he said softly. “We’re fated mates.” For a second, I couldn’t breathe. The words sank in slowly, their meaning almost impossible to process. Fated mates. The concept was nearly mythical now, a legend more than a reality. It was said that a long time ago, the moon goddess stopped binding souls due to the overwhelming rejection rate.

they can cause pain and suffering too. Aunt Lilah believed one guy was her fated only to discover he wasn’t. And then seeing Jorge being rejected by his own fated mate for her to take another. The pain and suffering they suffered did not fit the wondrous tales we got taught of the matebond. That was enough to make me see that fated mates were just not all that. Made me consider not to hold all my hopes on fate...

"What the fuck are you talking about? Fated pair? Do you still believe in that kind of nonsense, Doc?” Dr. Brandon Kim sighed at Skylar’s dismissive remark. This wasn’t the first time Skylar had spoken like that, and Dr. Brandon Kim was used to it. “Then why are you so against the concept of a fated pair yourself, Skylar?” Skylar rolled his eyes. "I mean, just look at the facts, Doc. Have fated pairs ever actually existed? Even the legendary alpha and omega pair has never been proven to be real. People who claim to be fated pairs are just couples too caught up in their romance.”

He shakes his head. The woman smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes. It was like remembering a sad memory. “Fated Ones are played by nature, weaved through destiny. A curse and a blessing, we always say. But it is the easiest for anyone to be in because at least they know that they both have a strong feeling and connection for each other. False love or not, at least they feel the same way. Creating a bond is harder than it looks like. It’s a matter of choosing the right one that would really spend the lifetime with you.” He clenched his fist on his chest. His heart is starting to ache again, more painful than the first.