Fateful Synonym Novels & Stories

She doesn’t. “What is it?” “I miss her. Isn’t there something we can do to bring her home?” “No. In short. We must vice our time. Things need to happen. Fate needs to take place. Not only her future but those of our future children and children after them.” “Why does fate work like this, Alpha?” Her question mirrors the question I’ve been asking myself for many moons. Fate is the inevitable happenings that are destined long before you can even talk. I wonder who comes up with that bullshit and why.

“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 soon learned werewolves were hunting down witches, thinking we had cast some kind of spell on them. The Fated Plague killed tens of thousands of werewolves, and as a result, just as many witches were hunted, wrongfully accused, and killed as well. My mother tried to reason with our pack; she was a witch after all, and our father fell ill to the Fated Plague. Why would she want her own mate to die? I learned then that people don’t see reason when all they want is revenge.

This is one of the many reminders that we are more alike than we wish to acknowledge. And if we continue to live the way we do right now - where the strong oppress the weak and the voiceless is swallowed up by the voiced - we disgrace the past and don’t deserve the future. Fate, they say, is inevitable… but fate, for me, is just another word for bad luck. Hence, fate is not meant to control us… if you fail to control your fate, it will control you. I am at a cross road where I cannot tell what is real and what’s not anymore… I just hope I’m not losing it.”

The sound of the glass was deafening as it wrote in strange patterns and disappeared. I walked closer to the window in fright and the words on the window made my world crash. “Kareth val’drun... sen’dakar ne’varin.” (Translation:Dig deeper —and fate shall call your name.)

Alan was going to be a father. "So how am I supposed to tell him? should I plan something?" Hazel asked. Ema immediately grabbed Hazel’s hands, fully entering planning mode. “Yes. Obviously.” She said like it was the most important mission of their lives. “This man planned an entire terrace date with fairy lights for you. You cannot just casually say ‘hey by the way, you reproduced.’” Hazel burst out laughing. “Oh my God, Ema.” “I’m serious!” Ema pointed dramatically before suddenly gasping.“WAIT.”

“He’s gaining numbers.” I flipped through the folder, checking the names. A few were familiar, old allies of Reymond's from his days as CEO. Others were newer threats. People I wasn't too familiar with or ever considered as a threat until now. “He’s building a coalition.” I muttered. “Yes,” Victor said. “And from what we can tell, he’s putting it as a return of stability. A chance to reclaim the company again under his authority.” “Stability?” I scoffed, closing the folder. “He’s the reason the company almost went bankrupt years ago and now he’s offering stability?”

“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?”

At this time, Lina had returned home, she angrily went straight to her room when the sound of her parents talking caught her attention and stopped to listen even though her whole body was drenched. “ Baby, so we were right with that hypothesis, people have predestined fate and two people come together in this life because of the affection of their previous life.” “ That's right, now just need to verify with the device that the past life that you researched, our spiritual research can be said to be half successful.”

“‘Forever fated, never marked The bond can never be Severed or completed To reject, or accept and mark, Will bring about your own demise But absolute purpose will annul.’” She sat thoughtfully for a moment, mulling the words over in her head. “So we can’t reject each other, and we can’t accept each other either,” she murmured. “It’s like we’re stuck in mate limbo.” I nodded in agreement. “Forever fated, never marked,” I muttered. “‘Absolute purpose will annul’… what is that? What does that mean?” she asked, and I just shrugged.