Noble Fates Wiki Novels & Stories

I’m being shown visions of what’s to come, They are of me and also Dominic and the destruction and obstacles that we are yet to face. There are many outcomes that are being shown but in the end, it all comes down to me. The path I must choose. The visions stop and I dare to speak and ask her who she is. “You need not fear me, my daughter.” Mum? I feel a sob going break free and the waterworks are about to flow, “You have a lot of questions Behena, But I can only tell you what you need to know” Brehena I ask with a hint of confusion in my tone. “You are Brehena Ravenshade daughter of Nahaliel Ravenshade and last elemental seraphim” I repeat what she has revealed and I feel everything slowly c

“Like… maybe he sacrifices himself?” “A promise binds him to his fate.” She says cryptically, then contemplates her next words. “What a unique knotting of threads you all have. It’s almost circular. Very loopy? Beautiful though. The Fates have spun your lifelines so artfully. They favor the Goddess Selene. You are truly blessed.”

My mind kept drifting back to the scroll hidden in the basement, to the runes I had drawn on the floor. I had found the scroll hidden among my grandmother's things after she died. It was ancient, written in a language that had taken me weeks to decipher. It spoke of the Fates—Abraxas, the Fate of Life; Kaius, the Fate of Death; and Ryuu, the Fate of Destiny. The Fates ruled the universe, deciding the course of every life, every death, every destiny. The scroll claimed that one could summon a Fate and ask for a boon. But it came with a warning: to call on a Fate was to risk death. I didn't care about the risk. If I didn't do something, I would be exposed as a Shade during my first shift, and

"Don't worry. I'll have the waiter bring some desserts, so take your time to eat. We'll leave immediately once I've settled these troubles." Caspian smiled as he continued, "Where's the waiter?" The waiter outside entered the moment Caspian's words fell. She was already scared stiff of the scene in here. There were people all over the floor, all of them crying and wailing. The most astonishing thing was the fact that Aaron and Kyle were utterly powerless. Defeated, they were kneeling in front of Caspian. This was the Zanns they were talking about! One of the Eight Noble Lineages in Naporia!

He dusted off his tunic and while he did a group of people had formed behind us. “Noblemen and women, I am Romulus, the owner of the Nubian, famous for his large cock. No normal woman can take him, therefore I bring to you four of the most exotic and beautiful women in all lands so you can, with your own eyes, watch as the Nubian ravishes them.”

I crouch beside her. "You're talking about Bethany. You saw her use her magic?" The female Noble rolls over as much as she can afford, nodding quickly and brushing tears and blood off her hysterical, wide-eyed face. "Listen to me. Listen. You can't fucking trust her! That bitch has been lying this entire time. You have to believe me, her magic wasn't normal! I think she was using-" I’m going to fucking snap this Noble’s neck once she’s done speaking, but an icy sword pierces through her two eyes before I can even think clearly.

"I am part of this now. We all are." Ava stopped, her gaze fixed on Misha. "She's right, you know." She crossed her arms, her expression uncharacteristically serious. "The Fates. It's not just a fancy title for our shared trauma bonding. If you're gone, the thread unravels. I'm the anchor, but an anchor needs something to hold to. Without both of you, without the balance you create, I'm just a lonely goth girl with too much power and no one to direct it at." "And the children?" I rasped, the effort of speaking growing monumental. "They are the true Fates, our replacements. Our duty is to protect them until they can assume their roles."

I said "and so what?, who cares" he replied " after lying to her for almost sixteen years, you just want me to wake her up one morning and tell her that her father wants to meet her. do you hear how crazy that is?, where the hell is your conscience john" I said " man has to do what he has to do to survive" he replied "why are you doing this john?" I asked " I have already answered that so deal or no deal" he said " I am not doing this john" I said

He said and aimed to take the cloth, but Ashriel stopped him by holding his hand. “It’s okay, Nile. It’s not a big deal.” She said and continued wiping his face and neck. Nile became stiff like a little kid, making Ashriel chuckle. “You said you were once a noble. What name are you carrying?” Ashriel asked. She tried to rack her brain, trying to remember what Noble Family has Brunette hair and greyish-blue eyes. Recalling all the Noble Families under Aparctias and Thrascias, there was only one family with that identity.

“I don’t know if he does or not but if he does why would I even want to know. Besides it was just me and my sisters that got these. You know because in of our last name, the Moiria was another name for the fates.” “I see. So, you’re saying that the three of you are like Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos? And with you being the oldest you would be considered Atropos. I can see that. You do have this stubborn quality about yourself. And I did hear that you were akin to an oracle.” “Yeah, well it’s what you all would call sister tattoos. That’s all. So, I take it you don’t like the outfit on me?” “No, I mean yes I do. It looks amazing on you.”