Heavenly Fate Novels & Stories

"Fiona Katherine Winchester breaks up with Sebastian Prime over spilt wine. Most coveted Female Billionaire is once again single." Curse Sebastian and my Mother, my upcoming weeks were going to be a living hell, I was sure of it.

Their destinies were inextricably intertwined, their paths converging toward an unknown climax. Evelyn's heart raced as she struggled to comprehend the significance of this vision. She knew that the realm's harmony was at stake, that the balance of light and darkness hung in the balance. The threads of fate were weaving a tale of challenges and triumphs, of sacrifices and revelations. As dawn broke, dispelling the celestial display, Evelyn descended from the spire, her mind ablaze with thoughts of the prophecy she had glimpsed. The Enchanted Realm was about to be swept up in a tempest of destiny, and the fate of its inhabitants would be forever altered.

My heart was shattered, and fear held me tightly. "We'll need to make an effort, Olivia," Scarlett, my inner wolf, remarked, acknowledging our destiny. "What if she's unkind and mean, wanting him and everything for herself?" I asked my wolf. "Then we'll surrender it to her. We can't oppose this. She holds a superior position, and she's his fated. We don't have a fighting chance. We must simply pray that she's kind and compassionate, or a chilly bed will be the least of our concerns, Olibia," my inner wolf said, and I shed tears. It was all overwhelming.

she replied. Helpful. Selene laughed in my mind. “I’m sorry my messages are sometimes vague, Avelina. I am limited on how much I can tell you without disrupting the order of the universe and causing problems for the Fates.” “The Fates?” “Yes, my daughter. The Fates ensure the world carries on as it should, that people are in the right places at the right time, that people die when they are supposed to and live when they should. Not all future events are set in stone, some can be influenced. The events that can be influenced are easier for me to discuss with you as the choice is ultimately yours. Events that can’t be changed and have to happen in a specific way are harder.”

“You’re catching on. Yes, they get another chance. But they don’t remember their past lives. Each time is a new beginning.” Charlene’s mind raced. “So what about the Fates? What’s their deal?” “Ah, now you’re asking the real questions.” ReNew’s voice grew thoughtful. “There are two groups here—the ones who lead and the ones who guide souls on their journeys. The Fates are the workers, the ones who carry out destiny. Over time, their spirits pass on, recycled into new lives—either as another Fate or as a soul awaiting rebirth.” “And the others?”

“Strange, huh? That’s all you call it?” ‎ ‎She laughed softly. “What should I call it, then?” ‎ ‎He thought for a moment. “Fate,” he said, and his tone was so calm, so certain, that she felt her heart flutter painfully. ‎ ‎Claire turned away again, hiding the small smile tugging at her lips. “You’re impossible,” she murmured. ‎ ‎“And you,” he replied, eyes glinting, “are dangerous when you smile like that.” ‎ ‎Her breath caught. He had a way of saying things that felt like confessions disguised as teasing, and she didn’t know how to defend herself from it.

“Kaicha was my sister all along, Ziason. All my family, all my loved ones, destroyed by the same people who are supposed to be my mates. Do you think there’s any going back from that? Do you still believe everything will fall in place because you will it to?” “Stop…” Ziason grunts, his other hand flying out of his pocket to wedge himself on the rail when the other hand starts trembling. Fate… Fate is cruel; harsh. But the moon goddess as its author is harsher. Why would she mate them with Heaven? Just why? Heaven bursts into tears again. This time she stares at Ziason in the eye as she cries, but the latter cowers. He can’t even bring himself to turn his head in her direction.

I will do chapter for chapter, meaning I'll write a chapter for Fated Love and then one for Soulmates and so on and so on. Stay safe this summer. Happy reading!

Fate has never been on her side. She has being all alone in the dark almost all her life and when she finally thought everything was in place, Fate shows her she is still that lone teenager who spent most of her life without a father, the lone teenager who never got the motherly love she so yearned for. Fate has showed her that she will always be alone, that loneliness is her destiny and no one can escape the chains of destiny. Zavier’s POV I stand rooted in my place as I watch my sweetheart embark on the never returning journey of death.

The main reason was because those beings are bound to end like that. The Ichi, or first in command in the High Order of the Gods was the Goddess of Fate, Zahlen. She threads the fate of the beings of this world. Although she threads fate, she cannot completely control all the destinies she has threaded. She was like the door; she was only the passage that is needed to be crossed in order to deliver the fates to the designated people. ‘Mistress, did you already see the hero you will summon?’ asked Chaos telephatically.