Life And Fate Novel Novels & Stories

I coughed and hit my chest a few times before taking a drink of juice and looking at him in surprise. “Your mother!?” I shrieked in surprise, my mind reeling from that unexpected development. “I thought...the rumour around the pack is that Orso’s first mate died.” Silas sighed and shook his head. “My mother is very much alive. She and my father were never mates and never did care for each other much. I was the product of...a drunken affair if you will. He’s told everyone she’s been dead for years when he just had her live somewhere hidden and isolated. The moment I could I brought her here and tried my best to give her a good life. She has her own home, freedom and has found her true mate af

No one would believe me anyway. So I swallowed it down. “I was wondering,” I said carefully, keeping my tone light. “That woman in your story. The one who had a second chance… did she succeed? Did she change her fate, or did she fall back into the same mistakes?” His expression softened, the lines of his face folding deeper with memory. “Her,” he murmured. “Well… depends who you ask. Some say she lived better the second time. Wiser, stronger. Others say fate circles back no matter how hard you fight it. In the end, it was her choices.”

Well since I don't have Vitalo to pester me like he always does anymore I grow extremely bored, sometimes writers block just hit me and I just go blank not knowing how to even start a chapter of my novel so I spend the rest of the day reading a book, browsing online, or snooping around the house. It had been a week since we moved in together, a week since we got married, and I've explored every nook and cranny of the house out of curiosity. There's a novel I read about Wealthy greek men having somekind of secret compartment to hide some of there money or maybe a slush fund, well I came up with nothing as I scoured all the room.

Chapter Nineteen Chapter Title: I Don’t Know If I Can Ever Forgive You Fred’s POV I stood by the window, watching the clouds move slowly across the sky. My heart was heavy. The world outside looked calm, but inside me, everything was falling apart. I didn’t feel like a prince. I didn’t feel like anything. I just felt… broken. My father was still lying in bed. He hadn’t opened his eyes. The royal healer said his spirit was weak. That he was holding on, but barely. I wanted to believe he would wake up, but a part of me was scared. What if he didn’t?

The question rising in me sounded louder than the wind. Did I want this fate? I had lost my pup, and I was still alive while he would never live this life again. Did I want to risk the same brutal line of suffering for the chance of love—even if it might mean death? I once would have said yes, because I wanted my pup back. But now… I was beginning to think there might be more to life than dying. Maybe fate wanted me to find what would truly make me happy. Maybe it wanted me to reach for the blessings stole from me by grief, depression, anxiety, and so much poison. Maybe it was time to search for that peace.

“Are you ready to walk through fire?” “Fire?” I echoed. “In order to become solid, you must pass through fire.” I stared at her. “Don't tell me that this war is the fire.” She nodded. “The first flame.” I rubbed my arms, trying to shake the cold that wasn’t really from the air. “That's annoying and wicked.” “You’re right.” I turned to her, uneasy. I didn't say that for her to confirm it. “Life is all about fate,” she said. “And prophecy.”

“Right! Miss Cast said anything she wanted, she already packed and took. Everything left in the apartment is trash we can throw out.” She said it casually, almost cheerfully, and tossed the entire box outside. All those memories, every soft, stupidly happy moment between us, tumbled straight into the trash. Adrian walked away like a man who had forgotten how to breathe. The streets were empty on New Year’s Eve, except for couples leaning into each other, wrapped in their own little worlds. But to him, every pair of lovers blurred into— Me and that man in Miami.

And Mona had made a different choice than in my last life. She had been reborn, too! In my previous life, after Mona and I graduated from college, our family went bankrupt. It was also at this time that our father urgently called us back home. Once we returned, he got straight to the point and gave us two options. One was to marry Jonah White, the golden heir of the Whites. Back when our family was still thriving, the two families had arranged a marriage. As long as one daughter married their son, the Whites would agree to invest and pull our family out of the fire.

* *She lost hope in her life and he was determined to change his fate, challenge the Game Of Destiny. *She got caged by the beast and he changed their Game Of Destiny to cage her for eternity.' Fate tied them together and they vowed to cherish it till the end. ****** ****** Hello beautiful readers, Hope you all are enjoying the book. Let me know your thoughts in the comment section. With love, Author The Cloud

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