Fates Hand Novels & Stories

And then, I freeze when I see the next slate. Aria Vale. My slate. Already carved. I lift it with shaking fingers. Silver letters blossom across the surface: Status: Not Yet Failed Not yet. The implication hangs like a noose. But below that is more text forming. A second line. I watch it etch itself into existence, heart turning to ice. Designation: Wolf of Two Fates My breath catches. “What does that mean?” I whisper. “Two fates? Kael and…?”

It is observing me. “One further disturbance will trigger permanent correction,” Fate states. “This is final notice.” I think of Nora’s hands clutching my coat. Of the way she leaned into me without hesitation. Of the stillness she brought into a being who has never been allowed to stop. “I acknowledge the notice,” I say. The weave loosens incrementally. Fate withdraws, not retreating but redistributing attention elsewhere. Contingencies are already being calculated. Paths that do not yet exist are quietly prepared.

"I didn't take them! Priscilla lost them, and now she's framing me!" Priscilla burst into tears. "Cassidy, how can you slander me like that? No matter how much I dislike you, I'd never gamble with everyone's future. You promised to give everyone exam predictions, then bailed on us. And now you're trying to pin this on me?" Gaston boiled over in fury and slapped the phone out of my hand. "Of course it was her! She promised us exam predictions. Then, she told us to fend for ourselves. It was Priscilla who gave us the exam predictions!

I pressed the advantage, unleashing coordinated combos that pushed her back, but the combination of rage and will that fueled her made her impervious to pain. She grabbed both of my hands, then head butted me with enough force to kill a normal person. Even I staggered and was blinded in my right eye from a massive gash that was leaking blood into it. She was on me in an instant, not letting me regain my bearings before kicking me in the chest. I gasped for air as she slowly walked around me. "It could've been us, together. Standing atop a vampire utopia. No prejudice, no pain, no suffering. Why wouldn't you want that? No matter, you made your choice." She said calmly now.

“I don’t want power. I don’t want fear. I want someone with warmth. Someone who’ll see me, not just claim me. My mate has to have a heart, not one that’s locked away behind walls.” Rainey studied me for a long moment, her eyes searching mine. Then she sighed and gave a small shrug. “Maybe you’re right. Maybe the Goddess won’t pair you with him. But still…” She glanced back toward the fire, where a ripple of voices rose louder, “…sometimes fate doesn’t ask what we want.” I felt the weight of her words press against me as I turned my gaze to the clearing, my stomach knotting tighter. Because deep down, I wasn’t sure if I was ready to find out what fate had in store for me.

Luna Ava from the Moonridge pack asked, and I gave a negative response. She was facing a situation similar to Emily's. She lived with her husband and his Fated mate. Her husband, James, declined to reject his fated partner because he understood it would diminish his wolf's strength. He compelled Ava to approve to it, and she had been living unhappily as a heavy drinker ever since. "You must show courage, Olivia. It won't improve. My bed turned cold three years ago. Now, they have offspring, and it's almost as if I'm invisible. Meetings are the only thing I'm ever useful for," she said, then took a large sip of her wine.

But before I can shove those fingers in my mouth she grabs my arm and brings my hand down and starts sucking on them, I can see the flash of sapphire in her eyes and I know its the bond making her do this but I don’t even care right now and I don’t care if she regrets in later, I take what I want and right now I need to taste her pussy and have her grinding on my face. I pull my hand away from her mouth and lean down, I slide my hands under those luscious toned thighs and lift her, her back makes contact with the wall and I slide her slightly higher. “Hold on to the top of the shower screen I tell her” She obeys instantly and that just makes me all the more greedier. Once I know she is holdi

“What can you tell us about Atropos?” I prompt. Well, she is usually considered to be the oldest of the fates. I’m not sure how anyone would know that kind of thing, but that’s what the stories I was told said. It doesn’t really matter anyway. So, as I said, Atropos is the fate who controls the manner in which someone dies and cuts the string that represents their lifespan. Basically if our fates represent the beginning and middle of life, Atropos represents the ending. I don’t really know exactly what abilities your Kiara has but it probably involves knowing how people will die. Maybe when? You would really need to ask her for the specifics.” Collin suggests. I tense up. I was so interested

His hands wrapped around my neck. “if I can't have you then no one else will have you, not even that bastard Zander. I see they're trying to get close to him that must be why you were talking with Silas. Is he trying to match the both of you together? is he trying to make arrangements for your wedding or perhaps is he trying to make you have more babies after what happened to the first one? I won't let that happen again. I stood aside watching you give what belonged to me to him. I swear that I would rather have you dead than see it happen”

“You are just as beautiful as I had always imagined that you would be. I had been hoping to see it in person, but that is not my fate just yet.’ I spun around and saw the most stunning woman that I had ever seen before. She had on a flowing silver gown that accentuated her figure, wavy black hair that hung at her waist, high cheekbones, full lips, and mesmerizing green eyes that were framed with thick lashes. There was something incredibly familiar about her, but I could not quite place it. “How do you know who I am?” I asked carefully, hoping not to offend whoever she was. “Take my hand, and it will all make sense.” She held her hand out to me with a patient smile. I swallowed down my nerve