Fool's Fate Novels & Stories

"It signifies a new beginning, a journey into the unknown. Sometimes, we must take a leap of faith to find what we truly seek." Jack rolled his eyes, unimpressed by the mystical interpretation. "Great, a new beginning. Just what I need." However, the shaman continued, "But, the Fool also reminds us not to be blinded by past judgments and to embrace change. Look within, and you might discover the answers that have eluded you." Jack scoffed, but a flicker of doubt crossed his expression. The shaman sensed the internal struggle within the Alpha and decided to say something that struck a chord.

“I suppose so, yes. Although . . . I did read something once.” Katie straightened. “What was that?” “It was in a book of Native American folklore, I think. It said that when someone’s eyes were put out on purpose, it was sometimes done so they would wander blindly in death, their spirit lost forever, and the victim could never find their way back again from the afterlife.” She smiled. “It doesn’t really work that way.” “Ah. Right.” Katie heard Clemency stifle a yawn on his end. “Sorry for the late-night call,” she said. “I better let you go.”

The night grows deeper and the only sounds in the room continues to be their contineous moans and groans together with their heavy breaths. At this moment, the only thought running through Zarie's mind is that everything is in the right order for her and nothing can take it from her. Not even death or any other mortal. Hmmm... But no one can dictate what the future holds because the puzzle of fate is surely complicated, more twisted than we can ever imagine. Author’s note; Thank you for reading, stay safe.

A towering man, nearly two meters tall and built like a fortress of muscle, stepped into the room against the light. The moment Nathan saw him, his eyes lit up with glee. He hurried forward with an obsequious grin plastered on his face. “Mr. Morgan Williamson? Are you Mr. Williamson? Fantastic! “There’s a shameless fraud here pretending to be Mr. Brooke. Please, teach him a lesson—show him what happens to impostors! “Beat him to death for all I care. He has no parents and no background. He’s just a stray, despised by everyone.”

I had no idea what was is happening to me, and I don't know who to turn to. My life is a one big fog, and I felt trapped in an endless loop. The first time this loop ended was when I met this beautiful woman when I was in college. She's the smarted person I ever met. Normal men would have fallen in love with her, but not me. I killed her.

The more he thought about it, the more certain he was that Fane was just a fool who did not know where his own limits were. Fane nodded his head earnestly, agreeing to the battle. Seeing this, the clamor of the crowd began to die down until it was completely silent. However, that silence was short-lived. “Yup, he’s cuckoo alright. He must have thought that the First Elder and Second Elder believed his words!” “I’m willing to bet that he won’t last even a minute! Let’s see if he can still be this cocky when he’s half-dead!”

But the gloomy man was completely located in the desert, where the lights were not bright and the moonlight was not clear, so it was possible for him to play some tricks or pretend without being noticed by Samuel. But now, the situation on the flower boat was very good. If there was enough light, as long as it was not stupid, no one would do such a stupid thing! Then what did these people mean? Samuel frowned and was not in a hurry to make a move. However, just as he was in a daze, the Twelve Death Gods burst out laughing. "F*ck, what a fool! We pushed Mad Dog and Night Chicken in front of him, but he didn't dare to move at all. How funny."

" Once upon a time I had made a huge mistake. I meant no harm, it was all out of love for my daughter. Yet, my mistake caused a great disaster. I have not been able to sleep ever since the day I died. I was supposed to rest in peace. And now you have opened the doors between the realms. You don't even have the idea what horrors you have unleashed. But I think this is good for me. I am getting my second chance. If I am able to right the wrongs I did in my past life, perhaps I will finally be able to crossover to the primordial world. Thank you. Even in your wickedness you did something good. I owe you this much. I will not kill you with my own hands today." The rogues didn't know whether or n

But the man beating her was still mumbling, "My dad said that if a woman is not obedient, I need to beat her! If I beat her, she will be obedient. So I want to beat you, beat you, beat you..." The next moment, Yi Jinli directly rushed forward and pulled the Fool away from Ling Yiran. He then pushed him to the ground and stepped on him. His Yiran had been beaten by the fool. A hint of murderous intent flashed in his pitch-black pupils. There was a sharp pain in the chest of Feng the Fool as he was stepped on. He wanted to get up but he couldn't move. Even if he was stupid, he still had an instinctive sense of crisis. He only felt that the person who was stepping on him was terrifying, like a

"Since then, he stopped working and started plotting against the rich instead." "One day, when the fool saw the rich doing charity by donating food, he went to get the food too. But after he ate the food, he told everyone he suffered a stomach ache for several days after eating it. He claimed that the rich's food was moldy and only donated them because they couldn't sell it." "Since then, everyone suspected the rich was up to no good." "However, the rich continued donating food, remaining undeterred." "While the fool continued his slander every day."