Its Fate Novels & Stories

Watched us go over a waterfall too high for anyone to survive. They will assume we’re dead.” A tight grin made its way onto his face. “But we’re not.” No, we were not. Tristan got hold of my arms, bringing me on top of him. The heat of his body was pleasant after the frigid water, but I pushed myself to focus as he added, “Everyone believes we’re dead, Andronika , and no one fights to possess the dead. We may leave the Southern region without penalty because Alpha Orion won’t punish Declan or Eleanor for falling in combat. No one will come seeking for us. We may choose where we go and what we do, and no one, not even the gods, can stop us, for we are unfated. We determine our fate. Together

The queen sensing her doubt asked her a very unusual question. "How much do you know about your fate child?" "Not a thing, mother" She replied "Do you wish to learn your fate or change it? I have the power to do that" "No! I do not" she bluntly replied. "I read a book that says 'Some fates cannot be changed, even if they are changed because, its destiny. And destines are sometimes inevitable. Even though I do not know what is waiting for me in the near end, it could be good, bad, or worse. But it's bound to happen anyway, right? if you show me, I will be tempted and desperate to change the tragedies in it, and those are what makes us learn, they are the core part that contributes to our expe

I know this is just the beginning of our love story, and I hope we can overcome all the challenges we face. ----THE END ~Ylluscion

I was a well trained killing machine. "Come on stubborn girl." Travis continued. Was he honestly planning on staying beside me this whole time? "Are you a stalker?" I asked suddenly whirling around. "You keep appearing around me." "Fate is a funny thing." Travis chuckled stopping the car again. Fate... I hated that word more than anything else. What was fate anyway? It was a thing that determined our path, determined where we went, determined who we loved, it was all a bunch of bullshit if you asked me.

His instinct only tells one thing to do. Survive. But on that fateful day, he met his goddess of fortunes as his savior. His life rescuer. Someone who has destined to be his home. A safe haven for him. Ever since that day, his feet entered her life. If Sister Hua didn't show up that day, his fate probably ended it up in the sewers or even worse. He could be a pocket thief or a beggar. Busying himself begging on the street with no future. Now, slowly, with a straight head, his path life was steady and clear. He no longer feels scared of what future has hold for him ahead.

“It?” She sighed and let up some of the pressure. “Fate. Fate doesn’t want you or your life, Zeke. You would be a senseless death. Your kids need you. Your pack needs you. Fate will decide if it will take my life as payment. Otherwise, the Goddess with take Vale. You need to be left. So you can’t decide to throw your life away.” “I…” I started to argue but my head was filled with Vale’s voice. ‘Z, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?’

"It's Azazel, right?" "Yeah." "Okay. That doesn't answer my question though: what's wrong?" he repeats. "They told me Kandra's fate is set." His eyes widen a little. "Wait really?" I nod again. "I couldn't tell Fara," I murmur. "She finds comfort in the gods. It would be a shame for her to lose that," he says. "Besides, they said her fate was set. They didn't say she was going to die." "Yeah true," I sigh.

Anna suggested but Georgia shook her head. “You know I can never go back there. That place holds painful memories.." she uttered. Her family left her that night to her own Faye, she almost died. She wandered for days, even hungry without shelter. If not for Anna. She would have committed suicide. But thank goodness she didn't do that. She was blessed with the best gifts ever. "I know how hard it was for you," Anna said gently. "And I know how much you suffered. But I also know how strong you are, and how you were able to pick yourself up and move on. You're an amazing woman, Georgia, and I'm so proud of you."

Upon receiving the news of my death, Sam collapsed onto the ground in a daze. He didn’t cry when his father scolded him or make a sound when he was beaten until his skin split open. Now, he covered his face, finally breaking down in tears. “You’re lying to me. Hazel isn’t dead.” Matteo was furious. “She was executed by Isla the day she betrayed you. Isla is far more suitable to be a mafia boss’s wife. Your son likes her, too. Now that Hazel is gone, you should marry Isla!”

I shrug. “Fate knows what it's doing. I don't need to supervise it. If I were to try and interfere, my interference would have been accounted for in planning that person's fate. If I shot someone, I might miss and just hurt them and they might meet the person they are meant to meet at the hospital. Maybe they will be dying and then the person they were meant to meet would show up in time to try and save them, get attached, then lose them. Which by the way I have seen once and it was the most depressing thing. I know if they're fated, not how long they will last.” I try to explain. Bellamy is already prepared with his next question. “If fate happens no matter what, then why does it matter if