Karna Fate Novels & Stories

Perfera's eyes flared with fierce anger. "You ungrateful coward," she growled. "You lingered for me. You chose me. You made me Luna!" "I did not choose," Miyal growled. "You appropriated all." Perfera's palms flared with a spark of purple light—only momentarily, but long enough to cast writhing shadows on the wall. Her silk robes shimmered around her as though wind ran through her bones. "Do you want to hear why Krishna actually died?" she breathed. "Because she was weak. She begged. She trusted. She allowed love to blind her. And it killed her.

Lara chuckled before dragging her chair back to her own desk. Indira amusedly whispered, "The stupid woman called Rahayu." After Lara no longer pursued her with any questions, Indira went back to being quiet and preoccupied with her own thoughts. Indira should have felt happy about the fact that she could marry someone as rich as Sangkala Rahendra who was the equivalent of God just putting a lottery ticket in her mouth, but she now felt strange because her bitter life experiences had always taught her that if the benevolence she received was too great, the disaster that followed would also be greater.

He said. He craned his neck to see what I was doing. "What are you watching?" He stretched in his seat. "Just catching up on some of the episodes I had missed." He stared at me, pursing his lips to the side. "That's not the question." I lowered my head, sucked in air through my teeth. "Karma's such a bitch." I muttered under my breath. "Yeah, she is." He commented. I glared at him. "Hey, you're not supposed to hear that."

This time Zak interfered, pulling me behind him. “Remember your place, Luke. That is your future Luna you’re talking to.” “She’s not my Luna. She never will be.” He shoots me a murderous look and I wondered what I had ever done to him. “Just because you marked her doesn’t mean shit.” “You what?” A voice boomed from behind me. I jumped and Zak moved me behind him yet again as James walked in. His eyes graze over our necks and I squirm under his gaze. “Zakariah, I told you-” He drew in a deep breath, closing his eyes for a moment as if drawing his anger back in. “It’s done. There’s no changing it.” He said, making his way over to Luke who was ripping out the IV in his arm. “Luna or not, she is

she asked again. Rajata took a deep breath. "This is the twenty-first century, Na, it's not that easy to kill people," he said. "Anyway, don't worry, if we fail, after one thousand and a hundred years, we'll be reincarnated again." "But I can still feel the pain of their hearts, from Iswari to Larasati," muttered Kalyana, her eyes darkened. "Hey, Na," called Rajata. Kalyana's gaze is now fixed on Rajata, no longer wandering.

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.”

“Why is that?” “I hate it when they say that when you were inside the womb of your mother, your fate has already been established. For example, I was fated to fall in love with a rich guy or I’m fated to die after birth. Yes, my fate has already been drawn but I’m the only one who can change it. Why do you suddenly ask about it?” “Do you believe in unexpected fate?” My forehead wrinkled as I face him. he glanced at me before turning her gaze on the road. “What do you mean by unexpected fate?”

No way the Prince wasn't as cruel as the stories. Seeing my expression Kira laughed again. "Those nasty rumors really do get around. His father was the cruel one. Prince Aro protected us as best he could, taking most of the beatings himself." I couldn't comprehend what Kira was saying, but that didn't stop her from continuing. "Prince Aro is kind, I promise. My mother said the late King was kind before the death of his wife drove him mad. They were fated mates doncha know." "Fated mates?" I interrupted.

I stubbornly told him. " FATIMA!!!!" He called out my name in anger. "Don't you dare do anything to that girl. Marriage is not something that you can build and just break anytime that you want. She's now your brother's wife and you'll respect her for that. She now have the blood of Ahmad El-Mubarak running through her vein, she's now my daughter in law. I'm just trying to hold back somethings because of Aryan, I'm sure that very soon he will come back to his senses and when my son regain back his memory, I'll inform the chieftains to arrange for the coronation..."

Urian didn't want to believe what he was seeing but he was sure he wasn't wrong. The string in her eyes, the pull, the smell… it was all her. He has finally found her, his fated mate, someone who is not supposed to exist was right here in his arms but she looked so… tired. ***