Meeting You Is Fate Novels & Stories

Blake said, and the four of them left for the small world. “What do you think?” Claire asked when she went to Sara. “I like them, only for a short time in meeting, and I got used to them like we had been together forever,” Sara said, pondering her feelings when she hugged the three women. “You too? It was the same for me for all of you when we met. Like it was fate or destiny to be together.” Claire replied. “Could it be because we are cultivating the same cultivation style?” Tabby asked. “No, it seems deeper than that,” Tabitha said, also thinking back to when she first met everyone.

I smiled like a fool, totally forgot about the meeting and the Devil in the, hearing Tom's deep voice teasing me, made me feel things I only feel when touches me. “ not at all my love, in fa,ct I’m happy you called, I miss you a lot and…” a male voice cut in “ sir the meeting has alreadbegunan”. Tom kept quiet for a second” as I was saying before we were rudely interrupted, I miss you” the way he spoke the words had weight and lots of emotions that I can not explain.

“I don’t want power. I don’t want fear. I want someone with warmth. Someone who’ll see me, not just claim me. My mate has to have a heart, not one that’s locked away behind walls.” Rainey studied me for a long moment, her eyes searching mine. Then she sighed and gave a small shrug. “Maybe you’re right. Maybe the Goddess won’t pair you with him. But still…” She glanced back toward the fire, where a ripple of voices rose louder, “…sometimes fate doesn’t ask what we want.” I felt the weight of her words press against me as I turned my gaze to the clearing, my stomach knotting tighter. Because deep down, I wasn’t sure if I was ready to find out what fate had in store for me.

I know I said that fate would make us meet again in the future if we're meant to be together, but if fate refuse to do it, I will have it my way. ~

No matter how big or small they are, some of them are ironically, actually the turning points of your life— or maybe you could say, it ‘changed’ your life. But, to where will it change you to? Good; Or bad? I believe only the God of Creation knows. There’s no way for us to know how will it turn out to be. If I were to give you an example… Let’s say, my little sis— Restia, who found out that I escaped from my house, and is going to come here to kill me. I believe it’s already a little unexpected— or maybe you expected that? I doubt anyone would’ve expected my little sis to be that extreme, but unfortunately, that’s the truth. But no matter what, she is my little sis, so I would love her with

“What do you know? Must be fate.” I start walking again. “Or I’m in hell.” I hear his intoxicating chuckle as he follows me in silence to the next class. I take my seat, almost in the back. He still sits close, but this time he was diagonal from me and out of my line of vision. Maybe, just maybe, I’d be able to focus in this class. I think I heard fate laugh at me. “What the hell were you and Ryan talking about?”

I launch myself off, Roll in the air and land on my feet for a perfect dismount. Jayson eyes went wide and he looked like he was going to save me again, but then relaxed. I fix my hair and walk to him. "Do you believe in fate?" He scrunched his brow. "Like it's all in the cards kind of thing?" I lean on the machine beside him. "Yeah. Like no matter what, the universe keeps pulling you in a certain direction. Fate." He shakes his head. "Never had reason to. Fates not really for guys like me. Why?"

The driver smacks his lips and turns off the music. “Miss, about a love story, we can't force it. Meeting each other in this life can be exchanged by hundreds of thousands of glances in the previous life. If fate comes, we stay together. If we run out of debt, then we go apart. You should also gladly accept it. Think about it easily, miss.”

At Theodore’s urging, she dragged her exhausted body to the bed and finally lay down to rest. The streets were bustling with people coming and going. Each person had their own things to do. They walked the same roads daily without ever knowing one another. Fate worked in mysterious ways—in the vast sea of humanity, they met each other. How many times had they crossed paths in past lives for this encounter to happen? Meeting did not always lead to knowing, knowing did not always lead to love, and loving did not always lead to staying together. Even if a couple wanted to stay together, it would not always turn out the way one hoped.

A silence follows, and Freddy stops in his tracks as if realizing something is wrong. “Is everything okay?” he asks. I look up at his face and smile when I realize we share a mate bond. It burns brighter than the one I shared with Lucas, and Freddy pauses while taking in my face as if seeing me for the first time. “What is this?” he asks. I laugh in delight and rub my cheek against his chest. “Fate.” The moon goddess might not have planned for this to happen, but I’m sure I was always meant to meet Freddy. He might not be the perfect guy, but that’s alright—we are flawed yet somehow perfect for each other.