Lady Luck Fate Novels & Stories

I didn’t want to ruin the mood, but I knew he was withholding information from me. “Once we mark each other, there is no possibility for a second-chance mate.” As if reading the confusion on my face he continued. “If your mate dies before you mark them, the Moon Goddess grants you a second-chance mate. But if you mark your mate, then you are committed to them and only them.” He brushes a hair out of my face, but I push him back, sitting up. “Do you think that's a good idea though? Maybe we should see if I even make it through the full moon.”

'I, for one, can't wait to go into combat with you first thing at dawn. 'Challenge accepted beta,' I responded, and watched him suppress a smile. "Let the ceremony commence!" Elder Rufus shouted, and the pack howled. I watch my mother walk to the ancient stone slab holding a knife. The same knife that has been used for generations for the transference of power. The knife blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. Tonight she is not just a mother, she is Luna Sabina. Acting accord as she hands the sharp knife to the elder. She takes a step back and stands in front of us as she unties the ribbon from her waist and holds it out for us with her palms open.

“Many people want that to happen to themselves too. Do you think you’ll stand a chance? I told you that what happened to Serenity isn’t replicable.” Although she was also jealous, she knew that not anyone could be as lucky as Serenity was. Lady Luck simply favored Serenity. Again, not everyone had Lady Luck on their side. “Although Serenity was relatively poor, she was lucky and competent. Even if she sets aside her identity as Mrs. York now, she’s still a successful businesswoman. She established a fresh produce company with her cousin and best friend and made quite a lot from it.

The Fate, once written, holds an undeniable power over one's life. It becomes a destiny that cannot be escaped, no matter how desperately one tries. Luna had never envisioned herself being with Daniel, but the threads of fate were weaving their intricate pattern around her, drawing her closer to him. It seemed that history was determined to repeat itself, while Luna yearned to break free from the past life shadows.

He brought his beer to his lips, taking a large swig before setting it down again. "Fate," he began, "is one of those things we don't fully understand. It's complex, but it never happens without reason. Fate makes no mistakes, my son." He had a knowing smile and rubbed his greying beard with his hands. "For those who have a fated mate, it's one of the blessings bestowed by the moon goddess. If you're lucky enough to have a fated mate, then you can be certain that the moon goddess made no mistake in choosing your partner."

Mable said, “Thank you for the offer, but we really don’t need fortune-telling.” “Wait!” When they were about to leave, the lady ran up to block their way again. Blair frowned. “Move aside.” The lady ignored him and rubbed her eyes, making sure her eyes were not mistaken. “Tsk, tsk, tsk.” She cupped her chin and glanced at their intertwined fingers, saying mysteriously, “You’re newlyweds, right? You’re quite well-matched. Unfortunately, there’s a calamity in your fate, making it difficult for your relationship to last.”

“It is a place where you will not get to be punished or hated by people, you get to have friends, smile, and laugh. Let me forget about your problems and everything that happened when you were alive. How do you get to cross that over to that place? I have always wished to go” “Do not say that child. You should thank the Moon Goddess for keeping your life, most things that that happen to you right now, you'll get to tell a story tomorrow, who knows you may become the Luna of your pack” I was trying to tell her that she could change Laurent if she wants to, she just has to make him see that Zara was dead and no matter how he beat himself up, he was never going to bring her back. Zara was a bea

"I wish it didn't have to be like this." "I know." A hiccup escaped her. "I was never supposed to get married. Never supposed to get pregnant. It was written in my destiny. But I just had to go and defy the goddess, and now this is happening to our child." "It's not your fault, Freya. The prophecy was just wrong." She peered up at him, her red-rimmed eyes searching his. "Don't say that, Alex. The moon goddess is never wrong."

She looked like every thread she secured was tied to meaning. “The Lady of the Fate” unclear voices echoed. She was draped with robes of blackest knowledge and unrestrained might, the air around her trembling with potential magic. She nodded towards the loom, her movements practiced and fluid. "This," she pointed, her voice vibrating in the room, trembling with the power of the loom itself, "is the tapestry of fate." Dorian stepped closer, his eyes attracted to the pretty designs of the silver threads. He felt a thousand threads, each a life, a fate, crossing and receding in a pretty dance of cause and effect, of choice and outcome.

“Or maybe I should be thanking Ryan instead. After all, if he never made friends with you, none of this might have happened.” I shook my head, wagging my finger between her chest and mine. “Best friend and little sister, boss and employee, or absolute strangers who just fell in love, it doesn’t matter how we got here. Because you and me? We were fated. We were always going to happen. There was no way I would ever have rested until it did, and now that it has, I’m never letting it go.”