Its Fate Novels & Stories

Clotho POV It's been weeks since Tate and Channing had made their decision about Emiko. They had already found a way to get her to be human so she could be killed. We knew this, and were trying to figure out how two souls broke free of their string of destiny. This was something unheard of in our times as Fate. We were going through the books of the original Fate. I closed the last book I was reading and growled. "Oh my fucking gods." Atropos cursed with joy.

"Your life string with the Fates. Each person has a string showing their life from beginning to end and the Fates control each string. Some are short, some long, but they are all woven together in a vast, beautiful tapestry. The intersections of each string determine the people that will matter most to you. Each of those strings represents a different soul. The Fates determine everything for you, how you live, how you die, and what you will do in between." "What's the point of choosing anything in life if the Fates have already predetermined it?" Ellie asked, her curiosity piqued and her fear forgotten with the theory that Ethan was telling her. "That's the thing, it's not predetermined. The

I love him so much and I don't want to lose him forever. I held his pinky finger and stroked it gently; I remember a story he once told me. “Vincent... Have you ever heard the story about the red string of fate?” I ask. He was silent for a moment in thought, then said, “Hmm. I heard that when I went to Japan. The local people there call it “Unmei no akai ito”. According to legend, the gods tie an invisible red thread to the pinky finger of two people who are bound to find each other in life. They will love each other no matter what and only death can do them part.”

I clutched at my chest and felt the beating of my heart. "You are alive," Liv ran to me. "Liv?" I creased my face. "Sensus fatuor," she whispered, and my mind was linked to hers. "How are you using magic? What happened?" "We have a lot to discuss, but right now, you need to rest. Your wound has not healed." "Where is everyone?" "Dead," she looked down. "Tell me everything," I said. "We were attacked by hunters. Torgan hunters. They killed them all. I couldn't save them whilst trying to save you. Something happened to you and I could not sense your soul for the past two days."

Carlisle shifted beside me. “Then it is yours, ma’am.” I looked up at the man and wondered if things would have turned out differently with my own father. But I shot the thought down as soon as it surfaced. I was done with that life. The alpha’s daughter, the princess and heiress… she was gone. Dead! And now, I was doing this… alone. Without them! ~~~ Morning came faster this time. Not like yesterday; heavy, suffocating, soaked in loss.

The voice answered before I could form the words. “Remember the keys to freeing yourself from the repeated curse of fated mates choosing another and rejecting you: allow the mate bond to accept who it was chosen for. Once you do, your luck and faith will shine brighter than even I, and your ancient powers will at last return. Your fated mates must share the same ending in name as that of your chosen successor. This successor is the pup you bear — not theirs, for they shall never raise a pup that survives beyond half the first generation. That is one of the many weights of the curse. They can never speak of it, and you would never learn of it, until your time came. Lyra has been made to not k

Usually, Tobias has done that, but now…who knows when Tobias will come back? Daya doesn’t want anything from me. She just wants me. She doesn’t care about titles or being Luna. I was hurt that she considered not having children, but I understand her concerns. There is a chance the Fated Plague isn’t over. I can’t help but hope that our being fated mates is a sign from the Moon Goddess that the plague is over. It must be, right?

Trying to get her mind off it, she got dressed in a pink oversized shirt and black baggy pants, tied her hair up into a messy bun, as usual, before going down for breakfast. Reaching, she drew a chair in which she sat. The table was empty, and she wondered if Damien was still sleeping. The maids served the food that consisted of sea food, her favorite. She looked anxiously at the elevator, expecting Damien to walk in any minute, but he never did. "Oh, Sir asked us to inform you to eat without him, he went out early" the maid said, feeling apologetic.

Amelia said cheering me up. “On a scale of one to ten, how bad is it going to be?” I asks. “Well, we’ve never experienced it before but from what Caden’s mom said, it is the scariest rule ever. A lot of ladies eyeing Caden gets a chance to fight you for your position and it is a fight to death” She said making me sigh. “What are you guys up to?” Keith said as he and Caden walks in. “We are just leaving” I said as I drag Caden out of the room towards his office.

Jonah leaned down and whispered in my ear. "The real reason is that I've always loved you." I froze. He continued, "In my past life, Mona took your place and married me. After that, I realized she was never the one I wanted. But you…" His fingertips brushed my cheek, his voice low. "I've always wanted to give you the world." My heartbeat skipped. So the tragedy of my last life wasn't only because of Mona's greed. It was also because what she stole had always been my destiny to begin with.