Fates Hands Trilogy Novels & Stories

The Goddess paired them together because they could truly understand and support what their mate had gone through. “Fated Power – Fated Destiny” is book three in the Fated Series, which is currently up now! It follows Kade, Elle, Dante, and Ziyah as we round out dealing with the Darkies and developing the Supernatural Council. It crosses over with “Design of Fate” – Book Two of the Dark Moon Series. That one follows Jackson and Imeela as we round out Brynn’s Vessel prophecy. Thank you, Shana Allen The current and upcoming books include:

Cupid asked, "They are a very important branch of Hades Inc." June nodded, "Yeah, I read about them on the pamphlet, you guys have me." The Fates were a group of three sisters who were weaving goddesses. One sister weaved the thread of life, another sister measured the amount of time the human lived and the last sister cut the thread off with her shears. "The Fates sometimes uses the same thread for different people's lives henceforth reincarnation became a thing," Cupid said, "So, all the June Wengs whose lives you changed are all you somehow."

The alpha's grinned widened, "precisely." "That's impossible. Fate gives you one person you're mated to. Or destined to be with. This can't happen. " The alpha shrugged again, a gold coin spinning easily between his knuckles. "Fate fucked up."

“It’s not a blank book see” I hold up the book to show him the page I’m currently reading. He bursts out laughing. “Well it must be written in invisible ink because all I see is a blank book” I look up at Delilah confused as she all but runs to me. “Hmm curious. Faith can you really read that book?” “Yes it’s about the history of the three fates and a some what prophets it mentions the child of light, the moon goddess’s blessed and the dark knight” Both Destin and Delilah look at each other in shock.

Kane was about to say something but Ming held his hand, subtly stopping him. The four scary hazers were standing with arms crossed, as in daring, challenging anyone to meddle in between. "Hello. I am Noah Gabriel . And I am holding the hands of the most beautiful and handsome person in the world, at least in my world. Guys. He is Benjamin Brian. I don't know what his identity was before, and I don't want to listen too. But today I want to say that from now on you only need to remember that, he is My Benjamin. Noah's Benjamin. The light in my life. So hands and eyes off this man because he is my boyfriend". He declared with so much love yet with an authority stating his claim.

“I’ve always been with you. You just kept me hidden.” Charlene’s eyes widened as the woman lifted an arm and pointed to her own forearm. A soft light pulsed, and an intricate mark appeared—mirroring the same symbol that had once been on the legendary spear. The mark on the woman’s skin spread, glowing across her forehead. “I am you, and you are me. We are one, Trinity. The spear, you, and me—we are Fates.” Charlene’s pulse pounded in her ears. “What?! That’s insane! I don’t know who or what you are, but I am NOT a Fate!”

“I felt you. Even before the scent hit me.” “Like a piece of me woke up the moment you were near.” “I don’t even know your name… but the way my soul reached for you.” “What have you done to me?” A bitter wind pulled at him, biting his skin and stealing what little warmth remained. “Was it too much?” he asked quietly. “Too soon? Or did I already fail you before I even began?” He looked down at his hands. The hands meant to protect, to hold but now it’s empty.

It’s only been a month since I first came across this girl and she is ruining me. I should have known from watching that fight with Caleb she was something else. The Fates never warned me that I would fall for her even though she isn’t meant to be mine. That’s why people don’t trust the Fates, they only tell you so much of the truth. It drives men insane trying to pick apart the meaning in their words. Hydra growled at my negativity, /she seeks you out every time doesn’t she?/

“My queen deserves her own throne.” I roll my eyes and take a seat. Leave it to Lucifer to make such a blatant statement. Of course, a large part of me feels giddy, but I don’t let him see it. Bree gives me a wide-eyed look and takes the seat beside my throne. Once everyone has been seated, Amara begins to talk. “So we’ve been working on finding a way to help you and your angel. As I reviewed the tomes, I found that the fates seemed to be mentioned as key figures in the prophecies, which is why I chose to focus on the fates rather than the prophecy.”

“I think it’s about time I introduce myself. I’m Brigid, it’s good to have you back here. We have much to accomplish together.” The third, with hair the color of autumn leaves and a gaze as steady as the mountains, extends her hand. “My name is Cerys. Your journey will be challenging, but we’re here to guide you, to teach you to master your gifts.” Lastly, there’s Diantha, her hair the deep black of a moonless night, her eyes shining with wisdom. Something tells me she was the first Fate to ever exist. There’s an ancient power just exuding from her, one I can feel right to my core.