Love Is Fate Novels & Stories

I sighed, looking at her. "I wouldn't go as far as saying you're completely wrong, Sophie, but there's something intriguing about fate. It suggests a preordained path, a connection that transcends circumstances. Take my Uncle Vino, for instance; he can't stand Cain Island, so he never took his children there. Yet, somehow, Caspian and Charlotte found each other. It's as if an unseen force brought them together. Caspian wasn't actively seeking Charlotte; He was simply sent on a mission to solve a problem, and fate intervened to unite them. Harper and I never intended to stay in Lumas, let alone become friends with Jacob, but it happened. No matter how hard Jacob tried, she couldn't progress b

"What?" "Do you love him?" She repeated. I couldn't answer her. Do I ? "I mean... he's my mate," I said finally. Mrs. Chandler smiled faintly hearing me say this. "Finding your mate and falling in love with him are two very different points in time," she said. She noticed the confused look on my face and continued. "You were given a mate by fate," she said. "But fate cannot make you love him. Only you can. Loving that man is a choice. It doesn't happen when the moon goes through its phases, it happens because you choose to love him. It's a choice you'll have to make every day for the rest of your life."

“For years you have waited. You have kept faith. The Moon Goddess has heard you. She has answered.” He stepped slightly aside, his hand gesturing to me. “She did not send you a queen born of ceremony. She sent you a warrior born of fire and second chances. She sent you my heart and my soul. My Fated Mate. Your Luna, Angela!” A ripple went through the pack, a shifting, a whispering of paws on earth. “She carries my mark,” Aaron continued, his voice dropping to an intimate growl that still somehow reached every ear. “And I carry hers. The bond is sealed. The line is secured. Our future is here.”

'Soon, we'll see her,' He growls, his voice sounding deep. 'Soon.' That also means we get closer to having her make a decision. It feels like fate doesn't want us together, as ever since we met, she has always had to make decisions that border on ending our relationship or moving on with it. There are a lot of boundaries surrounding us, and it feels like the closer we get to breaking one, the farther it pushes away from us. I feel Thane's excitement die down as we get to the floor, and just like that, the trail I was following disperses. It leaves me wondering if I had just imagined her scent because I wanted to find her badly.

Ledger’s fingers traced patterns on my back while I listened to his heartbeat. “I never wanted this,” I murmured, but there was no heat in it. “Yet I can’t imagine existing without it now.” He pressed a kiss to my forehead. “That is the beauty of fate, my love. It doesn’t ask permission. It simply claims what belongs together.”

He opened the beer and passed one bottle each. "Guys. What's more strong? Love or hate"? He started the conversation after a moment of thinking. "Depends. If it's to revenge, then hate. Otherwise Love". Conrad replied. "But what if we are not sure about Love"? Noah asked. "Baby you can't hate someone if you have never loved someone. Hate never comes alone. It's always the other side of Love, like two sides of a coin". Conrad said. Noah looked into his eyes. "But..."

“So. The central theme — do we believe love is fate or choice? Who wants to start?” Before I could look away, his hand went up. Of course. Ivan leaned back in his chair, voice smooth and confident. “Love isn’t a choice,” he said. “It’s instinct. You don’t pick who your soul recognizes — it just happens. The woman in the story fought it, but in the end, she couldn’t deny it.” His eyes flicked to mine. Everyone noticed. I lifted my hand before I could stop myself. “That’s not love,” I said, my voice steady but sharper than I intended. “That’s surrender. If she didn’t choose it, if it just happened, then it’s not real. It’s control.”

I could tell that she was unsure how he would react, knowing that she’d been forced to keep shit from him. It surprised her when he kissed her temple and promised her that he wasn’t upset. Her shoulders relaxed as if he’d helped take off some of the weight that she was carrying around. “Fate is a complicated thing and something that affects everyone in different ways. Imagine a complicated game of Chess. Moves that appear to be inconsequential can actually cause a ripple effect that leads to winning or losing the game. Choices, decisions, and actions from us and others have led us to this point in time. Fate is known for its long game. As such, the game began generations ago. I knew that our

“He wants you safe. Even if it kills him.” My breath shook. “I don’t want to lose him.” “You won’t,” Elias said. “But you may not keep him the way you imagine.” I pressed my fingers to my temples. “I feel like I’m breaking. And he isn’t even here.” “That,” Elias whispered, “is the mark of a soul tied to fate.” I shook my head. “No. Fate doesn’t control me.” “Love does,” Elias said. A choked laugh left me bitter and hurt. “Do you think this is love? Fear. Doubt. Pain.”

"Many thanks, Luna." "But," Luna said, "there's still a lot you all need to learn about how love and fate work." Amelia took a step forward, her eyes full of wonder. "What exactly do you mean?" Luna smiled, and her eyes lit up with a knowing look. "Love is a force that goes beyond the limits of destiny. And sometimes, fate even manages to surprise me." With those mysterious words, Luna went away, leaving Ethan, Gabriel, and Amelia standing in the Moonlit Meadow, full of questions and hope for what the future might bring.