Fortune Eternal Novels & Stories

“She’s always wanted what I had. Now, she believes she’s finally achieved it. Her ambition blinds her, Loretta. It always has.” “Still,” Loretta pressed, a slight frown audible in her voice. “I’m worried, Eliana. This whole ‘transferring fate’ business… are you sure it works like that? Are you sure you’re truly out of the woods?” Eliana’s fingers tightened around the phone. A shiver, cold and unwelcome, traced its way down her spine. The rational part of her scoffed at the idea of fate being a transferable commodity, a cursed heirloom to be passed on. Yet, the vivid, visceral memories of her death, the brutal clarity of her rebirth, whispered a different truth. She *had* died. She *had* retu

**Kelly Thompson's POV** The fortress is no longer a fortress—it’s a *nexus*. The oak’s roots have grown beyond the crystalline forest, threading through the fabric of reality itself. The flowers bloom in every color imaginable, their petals shimmering with fragments of timelines both lived and unlived. The Forgotten who remain have become something else entirely—guardians, gardeners, or perhaps prisoners. Their mutations have stabilized, but their eyes hold a distant, almost reverent glow. They call the oak **the Worldheart** now, and they speak of it in whispers, as if afraid it might hear.

The Tyrant Hammer's power was so terrifying that it had wiped out their Leader's conjured black bear with just one move. Ambrose hovered in mid-air as he stared down at Ether. "Ether, it was destined for the Forgotten Valley to be wiped out, the same way it is destined that the Soaring Eagle Fort will meet the same fate today. Nothing will change that." Ether's expression darkened at the words, his rage growing by the second. Ether stared at Ambrose and spat coldly, "Ambrose Darby, don't get too cocky. The wandering world is not at the mercy of the Elysium Gate nor the Darbys."

I begged, desperate. She sighed, “Child, the fortune I saw for you… I have been a seer since I was a girl. I have seen sickness, and betrayal, and violent ends. But I have never, in all my days, seen a fortune as black and hopeless as yours. It is not an illness of the body, not truly. It is a curse on your very spirit, your destiny. And now, that cursed fate… it is manifesting. Your body is beginning to reflect the ruin of your fortune.”

The bite mark on his neck served as undeniable proof of his mate bond, a concept he had read about but struggled to comprehend. He noticed a photograph of a bite mark in the book, resembling the one on his neck from Felicity's bite. Beneath the image, the phrase "the bite of infinity" was inscribed, explaining that this type of bite signifies a soulmate connection, where each partner is destined to find the other across lifetimes. If one partner dies, the other follows; if one is reborn, so is the other, as their souls are forever intertwined and cannot be separated. Although he was uncertain about the full implications of the text, he felt a profound joy in knowing that he and Felicity were

I for one have never been 1 to believe end spirituality stuff, especially when are there Supernatural powers are involved in it. I told her I hated it however as I knew Bella was highly interested to hear what was about to come to her in her future. As a supportive best friend, I joined her that's her end Evers as she has made an appointment with a brand-new fortune teller almost every month. this time in particular I was more excited, it was free Fortune, if I had to go I would rather not to spend any of my own money and rather be bribed into joining my best friend in one of her favorite pastimes. The fortune lady was indeed old, the whites of her eyes looked epic yellow wish, and her two p

After some times they asked us to dance and we did but it was not for long as well It was time for us to go to our places back , the card pulled up my mother was happy as I hug her a tear roll down my face I will miss them even though I know they will not miss me but I will , Erthan lives in another city so I will not be able to meet them often My brother come towards me and hug me “look thank me for marrying you off to a billionaire ,else you would not be able to live a lush life ahead” my brother whispered in my ear and when I pulled back he was smirking

“You don't think he's stalking me, do you?” “No, silly,” she rolled her eyes. Emerald could be dumb sometimes. “This all points to one thing,” her amber eyes grew wide for effect. “And what is that?” Emerald questioned hesitantly, carefully eyeing her friend who was starting to act crazy. “Fate! Mera,” she shook her. “Fate. You and Jordan are clearly destined to be together. Motherfucking MFEO!” her grip on Emerald's shoulders tightened as she squealed in excitement. Gently, Emerald shrugged Oriana's hands off her shoulders with a deadpanned expression on her face. “MFEO meaning?” she asked with genuine confusion etched on her countenance, not bothering to correct her friend.

Amid the noise and chatter, only Alex Lewis sat silently. However, only I knew the truth. The contract Adrian had just signed wasn’t some high-profile corporate partnership; it was an organ donation agreement. He had been so blinded by dreams of promotions and raises that he never even read the fine print. He signed it carelessly, thinking he’d just sealed the biggest deal of his career. The Carters didn’t just have Rachel. They had a comatose eldest son, Benjamin Carter, who needed a heart transplant. In our previous life, it had been Alex who unknowingly signed that contract, and the Carters had set their sights on him.

For the first time that day, Sienna felt like she could breathe again. They stayed with her until she felt steady enough to return to her charts. Around midnight… The golden setup appeared. Perfect. Clean. Flawless. She executed the trade—a deep, confident breath leaving her chest. Twenty minutes later, her screen flashed. Profit. Big profit. She didn’t just recover the second 500 million… She doubled it. 1 billion gained. Loss erased. Reputation saved. Account in profit. Sienna covered her mouth with her hands as relief crashed over her body like a wave.