Fated To My Sister's Chosen Novels & Stories

I say, still a little confused. ‘Yes, he did. She was his mate, but not his fated mate. It was necessary for him to have her so that his heart would not grow hard while waiting for you. The sisters of Fate chose her because she was always fated to die young and leave her mate behind. Her original mate would have died with her. The Sisters changed her fate and the fate of her mate. He ended up mated to a shewolf whose’ s mate died before she met him. She would have spent her life alone.”

Was I doomed to only walk in my sister's shadow for the rest of my life? ########################

Was I truly ready for that step? You were just a minute ago, my subconscious reminds me. “I understand if you want to say no, especially after everything you’ve been through. I don’t want to pressure you into anything.” A smile crept over my lips, knowing I had already made my decision long ago that this was the only man I would ever give myself to completely. “Okay.” “Okay, as in yes?” His eyes flicked over me as he waited for my answer. “Yes. Mark me.” He smiled widely and as I stared at him with the sun hitting his blue eyes, making them look almost clear, I knew this was the right decision. I trust Zak with every fiber of my being. He was my mate, the one specifically designed for me and

Seeing her proclaim herself mated to my primary target in his mind had led me to form plans of my own for her. That Fire filth had brutally murdered my sister while her mate stood by silently. I would use his mate to drive him to the brink of insanity before killing them both. They will soon receive vengeance for what they did to you, I whispered in silent prayer. I had spent the last decade gathering my strength and sharpening my magic just for this.

I already have a backup plan so that I wouldn’t end up in jail. The alliance in the North was being headed by my father, and for that reason alone, I decided that I would never have him involved. So, instead of him, I called someone from the council of the Alliance and also requested the presence of my sister’s Fated Mate who also happens to have a position in the Alliance council of the North. Both of them signed a blood compact of loyalty which made them quiet and unable to send any warning signal to my sister’s Fated Mate. When I got my go signal I rushed to where my sister was. And just like the information I got, she was there down on her knees scrubbing the floor. My sister whom we tre

said General Ambrosias again. I can not talk. They mean sister, don't they? The sister destined to the king of Valeria is the key to immortality not ending. Sister who is a person. The sister who chose to stay in this world. I can't explain myself but why do I feel like protesting knowing that Elijah is going to marry my sister? Why don't I like it?

Inwardly, I was cursing Erika and mostly Richard for not giving me a head start or some kind of warning. His eyes glinted in recognition, like something had clicked in his head, and he slowly shook his head. Looking away from me, he glanced at Krystal and then back at me. I took that as him asking me who she was. Poor Krystal, the cat's got your tongue. Let her be. She's currently under his spell. My inner voice commented. "That's Krystal; she is my sister and assistant." I subtly pinched her, earning a reaction out of her.

Mac was supposed to be my forever love, I didn't know much of what went on in the moon goddess head, but I knew one thing, we were meant to be heads over heels for each other. Over the years, I had watched and observed as my sisters got paired with their mates, each one of them swearing their heart beats a thousand times at the presence of him; I mean, I could see the passion in their eyes as they stared at each other, It was hard to miss the lovey eyes and the touches they snuck when they felt no one was looking.

I had a feeling she was about to propose too. She takes in a deep breath and lets it out slowly. I watch as she walks up to Ashlee and says, "I don't mean to steal Melanie's thunder, but I already intended to do this today." She gets down on her knee and it was Ashlee's turn to look shocked at my sister. "Ashlee, watching our sisters this last year has taught me that life is too short. My sister nearly died three times this year and she and Abbigail lost the twins.