Its Fate Novels & Stories

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.

She doesn’t. “What is it?” “I miss her. Isn’t there something we can do to bring her home?” “No. In short. We must vice our time. Things need to happen. Fate needs to take place. Not only her future but those of our future children and children after them.” “Why does fate work like this, Alpha?” Her question mirrors the question I’ve been asking myself for many moons. Fate is the inevitable happenings that are destined long before you can even talk. I wonder who comes up with that bullshit and why.

"Is she a game to you, which you want to win?" "look Alan, She belonged to me and now I want her back, you were just a replacement." Liam said. "She belongs to herself, she isn't an object Liam," Alan replied and walked away. He walked inside the room and saw Hazel sitting on the floor, she was hugging her knees and her body was shaking. He slowly made his way towards her and slowly knelt down next to her, "Hazel..." She slowly raised her face and looked at him, "Why is my life so messy Alan?" she asked and he just caressed her hair, "Everything will get better eventually, calm down."

A part of me regretted throwing the magazine in the trash can, because if for nothing at all, I could have found out how well he had moved on with his life so I could at least get the closure I needed to move on with mine. But it was all good. Maybe, God let it happen like that for a reason. “Cin?” I heard Sam call out softly, snapping me out of my reverie. “Yeah?” He was driving, so he just shot me a quick glance and turned his attention back to the road. “Uhh, you know…. So I've been thinking,”

She can not really describe what the room looks like as she have no eyes but she can sense that it is a blank white room that stretch on a distance. "Where am I?" she asked. "Fate hall. This is the hall where you will choose your fate in your next life," said the man. Then he continued to write incomprehensible characters. 'Next life? So you choose your own fate before you are born? Does that mean that she also choose to die in this manner?' Now that she think about it, why did she bombed herself? Oh right, she was angry. But what is anger? Suddenly, she realized she do not know a single emotion. She wonder what anger is as she recall her own memory. But she can not find an answer. She just

FATE is very unpredictable. I was thinking all about it until my eyes gave up on their own.

Luke felt confused and became silent. "I believe in fate, though maybe many people don't believe in it. But I believe in fate. Every man’s life has been arranged by God. It is Zora’s destined catastrophe so she cannot avoid it! As you have said, if Kingsley had taken her to a better place, then she would not have died. Or if Cathy hadn’t revealed her wealth when she went there, Zora would not have died. Or if Cathy had disdained to go to such a poor area, Zora would not have died.

Whispered choice in the lowest possible audible voice of hers, with sadness filled in her heart. “We can’t do anything. And I couldn’t do anything to save him. It was … it was his fate. He had to die like that. Sometimes, fate is the most cruel thing, but in the end, all things fall in place.” Destiny said to choice and tried to calm herself and her little brat.

Fate was something that’s hard to battle with. A fateful moment confronting luck could happen in everyone’s life at least once or twice. It was hard to decipher at times and difficult to accept on some occasions. When the guardian of death came to fetch someone on earth to the other world, fate was the only one that could stop it. It could be either a fateful destiny or a fateful lucky day. As for Layla, she didn’t know which she belonged with though she was a stroke of sudden bad luck arrived and saved her from her dying last moment.

" -The End- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well, fate is fate! No matter how impossible or how many miles you are, when fate brings you to him/her, you're truly for each other! --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Author's Note: Thank you so much to those who give my story a chance! Hope you enjoy it to the very last flip of the story! Thank you and Godbless! Truly Yours, Belle Cassy ❤