Noble Fates Wiki Novels & Stories

"From what Dante shared with me, the bloodline does not normally carry the spirits, but more so as chosen hosts." "So." Lily looked to Willow. "An Angel. A Werewolf and a Witch. How come I hit the trifecta?" "All of our ancestors were present at the time of Karmina's death." Willow stated. She gestured to Zalakai. "Zalakai escorted her soul to the Underworld, where he imprisoned her for centuries." Willow frowned. "Over the past ten years, we all have become targets of Karmina's wrath. Though, indirectly, we have lost loved ones because of this. Because of what our ancestors have done." Dante rested a hand on hers and gave it a squeeze. She smiled lightly at him. "I don't know how you feel a

He had no friends. Andrea Heming sat opposite Kathy and smiled cunningly," Kathy, it seems fate has brought us together to help us with our motives. You want to destroy Adi for what he did to your family while I want my older brother to hand over what is rightfully mine. And both our enemies seem to have no weaknesses other than Faith Heming..."

“…Now, let's briefly review the names fate has selected so far…” Sebastián Lafallete (Unknown lineage) Pietro Sokolov (Silver Frost Pack) Raphael Dupont (Forest Fury Pack) Matteo Müller (White Nightfall Pack) Noah Schwarz (Unknown lineage) Penelope Webber (Darkmoon Pack) “Wait a minute... A girl? Fate selected a girl?” Maddison asked, completely bewildered. “Well, fate has a rather peculiar way of doing things,” Queen Emma replied, trying to calm her daughter.

Ava's pov “If…” I started. “If what you're saying is true then I must have been gifted back then, why didn't I stop the war? What makes you think I can stop it now when I couldn't stop it then?” “It wasn't the right time.” The keeper said. “The goddess may be supreme but she is not to interfere with the works of the fates.” “Fates?” I asked The scene froze and the keeper appeared before us. Its voice— neither male nor female, was calm as it spoke. “Every living thing in the universe is the work of the fates.” It started. “The fates are three ancient magical women who weave threads for every living thing.”

“It’s not a blank book see” I hold up the book to show him the page I’m currently reading. He bursts out laughing. “Well it must be written in invisible ink because all I see is a blank book” I look up at Delilah confused as she all but runs to me. “Hmm curious. Faith can you really read that book?” “Yes it’s about the history of the three fates and a some what prophets it mentions the child of light, the moon goddess’s blessed and the dark knight” Both Destin and Delilah look at each other in shock.

He was so damn adorable at times. “There’s some bourbon for Dante. There’s also a journal that I came across in the Royal library. It details different cases of hybrids. Apparently, Light Fae and wolf shifters are fated more often than you’d think. It’s just not common knowledge because there had been division between most species until recently. I thought that perhaps Dante, Ziyah, and Byron would like to look at it. Then I made a variety of sweets for everyone.” I enjoyed taking care of others even if they did not need me to do it. Plus, this was my love language and the way to show people that I cared.

A woman she considered her worst nightmare. Whatever happened between those two wasn't my problem, however what was more of my concern was what happened to the letters and if Riley should marry, somewhere in my heart I had a feeling that she still had unfinished business with Zander. I don't think that they should jump into someone else until they find their long lost daughter. “At first I thought it was a rumor but it was true. Nobert was indeed getting married to her, but that would not stop her from working in the alpha's house; she was going to be there all through her life. She's deserving and forgive her for what her family has done”

“For all we know, they decided to help Bryce too, and now they’re just sitting back, watching the chaos unfold.” For a long time, no one speaks. What Noah said makes sense. The Fates are known for pulling at various threads, and then sitting back to watch which one is the real thread, which one is the strongest and longest. They interfere just enough to start unraveling the sweater. Then they stand back and enjoy the show as we turn on each other. “The nymphs don’t care who wins or loses this battle,” Noah starts, but I interrupt him. “They do. If they didn’t care, they wouldn’t have picked a side.”

All three of them looked alike, with their faces mirroring each other. All three women looked eerie and ancient, I felt a cold chill crawl down my spine as I stared at how drained and pale their faces were. Who were they? My blood instantly runs cold as if frozen. I finally realized who they were--The Fates. A heavy lightning struck on cue out of nowhere. The Fates were the deities who held time and Destiny in their hands. They were three but existed in one. They are what was, what is and what will be. Holding the knowledge of the entire universe in their hands, what had occurred and whatever yet to occur.

Lisa followed behind her with an unreadable expression. "Don't worry," Lisa muttered as she slid behind the counter again. "You handled it fine. He flirts with anything that breathes." Aurora arched a brow. "So he does that often?" "Only when he's in a good mood," Lisa said, then paused. "You got lucky." Jeremiah gave Aurora a low whistle. "You met the snow king himself and lived to tell it. Impressive." "Is that what people call him?" "Some do," Lisa said, lowering her voice. "Kyram Vladimir. He runs half the damn import scene west of the Rockies. Too clean to catch, too rich to touch. Men like him buy silence with gold and loyalty with blood."