Love Is Fate Novels & Stories

The deity of love asked while watching the deity of fate writing her notes. “Hmm… It still depends on them and their luck,” the deity of fate replied. “I may be able to have them meet each other as early as possible in their next life, but they need a hundredfold of good luck to end well this time.” “Well, if that’s the case… Let’s go,” the deity of love said, grabbing fate by the hand. “Where?” “To find the deity of luck, what else?” FIN

He was right about one thing – now that the pain no longer distracted me, I did find him more irresistible than ever. I sat up and turned so I could face him, holding my breath while I waited for him to explain this whole new world to me. “We believe that The Fates, messengers of our Goddess, sends us a soul mate that was destined for us. Once we find our mate, we can love no one else.” “But…it’s not real love? Not if it’s a bond that’s forced by…The Fates or whatever.” He shook his head. “If you honour the bond, there is no purer love. You won’t want anyone else.”

‎Once, I thought fate was a chain. ‎Now I know better. ‎Love is a choice. ‎And tonight, under the full moon, once again we've chosen ourselves.

“That face is unfair. You know that, right?” She only smiled wider, and he sighed in defeat. “Fine…” He intertwined his fingers with hers across the table, absentmindedly brushing his thumb over her knuckles while thinking for a moment. “This was the part I remembered…” His voice softened naturally, becoming quieter, more sincere. “I spent a long time thinking love was supposed to feel complicated. Like you had to earn it… or fight for it constantly.” His eyes stayed on hers the entire time. “But then you came into my life and somehow… Home started looking like a person instead of a place.”

When I watched my brother or friends showing unlimited love to each other and sharing their love stories, I felt a mix of happiness and longing. A thought crossed my mind. What if I never found my mate? The idea made me squirm inside. But then, I reminded myself. Hope is a funny thing. It can flicker and fade, but it can also ignite a fire. Hopefully, my time will come. Maybe I just needed to be patient. After all, every good story has its twists and turns. Before these feelings and thoughts crept any further, I slipped past the two who didn’t even realize my presence. I didn’t want to interrupt their love session, especially since Zakyrius would give me a death stare for doing so.

Ian's confidence in challenging my belief was intriguing, and I leaned in closer, my eyes searching his face for any signs of jest or hidden meaning. "Please enlighten me." I said with a small smile. "What do you mean?" Ian let out a chuckle, a playful glint in his eyes. "Well, Ara, I think you're underestimating yourself. Love doesn't adhere to social classes or fame. It transcends those boundaries and finds a way to connect two souls, regardless of their backgrounds. I, for one, wouldn't mind dating someone like you. Class doesn't matter." Huh? I froze in my seat, my heart pounding too hard that I was scared he would hear. Why did it feel like he was assuring me of something impossible? I

I will do chapter for chapter, meaning I'll write a chapter for Fated Love and then one for Soulmates and so on and so on. Stay safe this summer. Happy reading!

At this time, Lina had returned home, she angrily went straight to her room when the sound of her parents talking caught her attention and stopped to listen even though her whole body was drenched. “ Baby, so we were right with that hypothesis, people have predestined fate and two people come together in this life because of the affection of their previous life.” “ That's right, now just need to verify with the device that the past life that you researched, our spiritual research can be said to be half successful.”

“That was your mistake, not mine. Trust is for fools, Emilia. And you were the biggest fool of all.” Emilia felt her heart shatter into a thousand pieces as she grabbed the divorce papers from Jason's hand. It wasn't just her heart breaking. It was everything she believed in. Love, friendship, trust. All of it was lies. Her fingers were trembling so badly that she could barely hold the pen. But she signed her name at the bottom of each page. “Good girl,” Jason said, taking the papers back. “Now get out of my house.” “Your house?” Emilia looked up at him. “My parents bought this house. They—”

Devon Have you ever been in love? That heart racing, breath taking, butterflies in the stomach in love? No? We I have and it was taken away from me by a psychotic bitch. She ran my girlfriend over after she pushed me away, pregnant with her child. Yes, my girlfriend was an intersex woman.