Jalter Fate Novels & Stories

“You can’t change fate, Lambert. You said you won’t her!” Lambert’s eyes flashed with anger. “Watch me.” In a swift motion, Lambert drew a knife from his belt and pressed it against Laurel’s throat. “Say goodbye to your mate, Earl. I’m going to end this prophecy right now.” “No!” Earl shouted, his heart hammering in his chest. “Don’t do this, Lambert. Killing her won’t save you. It will only seal your fate.” Lambert’s hand trembled slightly, but his resolve hardened. “I’m not afraid of fate. I make my own destiny.”

“Issues? Do all immortals not have their minds in the right place, or are all the immortals I know crazy?” “Mates can be awfully influential,” he admits, rubbing the back of his neck. I’m in complete disbelief. Immortals have lived so long, that changing their mind so quickly doesn’t affect them as much as it would to me. Fate has given up seeking power simply because of his mate, who as far as I’m aware, he isn’t with yet. Fate is known for lacking a mate, with everyone having equal doubt of him ever finding one, so this is a surprise to me.

I thought I was only reading a novel until I woke up inside it. I wake trapped in the body of Seraphina Vale, a noblewoman whose future I know. In the original story, I am destined to die by the order of Crown Prince Adrian Blackthorne, the man I am supposed to marry. Knowing what awaits me, I decide to change everything. I avoid the events that led to Seraphina’s downfall, determined to survive and find a way back to my own world. But everything changes when Adrian arrives earlier than he should and accuses me of trying to kill him. In his hand is a silver dagger engraved with my name. I know that dagger never existed in the story, and I realize someone is changing the plot. As

The emotions in his eyes were hard to distinguish. but I didn't look further for answers, those beautiful hazel eyes, once I looked lovingly had lost it's beauty. He slowly got out of their bed, the girl whined for him to stay for little more. He came closer My heart sank. Mind blank as a canvas, on which was engraved the words I heard then: “I,Ethan Brown, the future alpha of the pack, reject you, Thalia carnell as my mate and Luna of this pack.”

Alan was going to be a father. "So how am I supposed to tell him? should I plan something?" Hazel asked. Ema immediately grabbed Hazel’s hands, fully entering planning mode. “Yes. Obviously.” She said like it was the most important mission of their lives. “This man planned an entire terrace date with fairy lights for you. You cannot just casually say ‘hey by the way, you reproduced.’” Hazel burst out laughing. “Oh my God, Ema.” “I’m serious!” Ema pointed dramatically before suddenly gasping.“WAIT.”

I gulp down the lump forming in my throat as I fight back the tears in my eyes, “And what would become of Jartre?” She sighs, “That future is unclear. It would either lead to the destruction of all things, or to self-destruction. The outcome is unpleasant either way.” “And if I do what you’re asking?” I ask with trembling hands. “Some lives will be lost, but in return, millions could be saved. It’s a delicate tapestry and I have been weaving each thread for thousands of years. A single thread is pulled, and it all falls apart.” “But Fretez’s magic would continue to hold him, right? If I refuse.” At this point, I’m desperately looking for a Hail Mary, but something in my gut tells me it's poi

He should have known that their fates could not be changed. "The threads of fate are complex and intertwined," the Earth Spirit's voice whispered, its tone soft and reassuring. "The path that was laid out for Ral has already been set in motion. It is not for us to alter the course of events. The Elf King's destiny is entwined with the fate of the world, and his absence now would have far-reaching consequences. His growth and strength are crucial to the battles that will unfold centuries from now. We cannot risk altering the timeline by intervening in his fate. You have to let this go.”

That simple order couldn’t decide our fate, it wasn’t the right course of nature. Blitzer tried again to contact Nova through our link, but only darkness responded to him, he cried out. “What are we thinking, Zayden? Official Julius is the God of fate, an immortal, responsible for writing the mortal’s fates. How can Helena, or we can go against him?” He closed his eyes and bid farewell; I forced him to open one eye for me to witness my approaching death. The goddess I worshiped and adored must be watching this cruel play of power, so I begged her to help me.

Fate? Archfiend Antigonus frowned. Jade Immortal said, "You don't look like you believe me. I have a friend named Darryl, and that princess is his wife. Is that not fate?" Princess Dorothy blushed. She had never treated Darryl as her husband, but she did not expect that she would need his help at that critical moment. The Archfiend Antigonus' eyes flickered. "What do you want?" Archfiend Antigonus asked coldly a few seconds later.

said Jack. “Good idea Jack” I said, stroking her. Jack giggles, Kronika was amazed to what she just saw “a servant based from infamous serial killer from Britain that brutally murdered five innocent women and Scotland Yard had failed to catch him. This version of Jack is the collective conscious of children that didn’t have the chance to be born” said Cetrion. “That’s Jack for you in the world of Fate/Grand Order.” I said, seeing Jack riding on my back.