Noble Fates Wiki Novels & Stories

Stop being busybodies and go to sleep! [Heart of a Civilian: Those ladies who looked noble and dripped in jewelry were extremely evil on the inside.] [The Last Nobleman: There were no real noblemen in this world. They were all crazy ladies. However, they acted as noblemen and committed violence against a girl without the power to fight back. All those fake noble ladies ought to die instead!] [Cute Little Chestnut: I felt so bad for Mrs. Ford that I cried.] [Unruly Young Master: Sebastian Ford! Kill all those ugly ladies who maliciously attacked Mrs. Ford. They didn't deserve to live!]

“There are twelve Fates for each period of time. The theory is that each Fate controls each period of history, but the periods aren’t an hour, they’re centuries, sometimes millennia. We don’t actually know who all of the Fates are, what they look like or what their names are, but we do know that there are twelve. We think we can pinpoint different times in history when a new Fate takes over, but that’s a whole area of study in astronomy and even werewolves aren’t entirely sure. At least that’s what Piper says, she wants to study the Fates when she specializes in her studies.” “You look beautiful,” Firash said once she had stopped to take a breath. Sam looked surprised as she smiled up at him

Knight Jur Weber bowed and left. Christine handed out the parchment and said to the crowd, 'You should have a look too. The people present read it in turn, and although their expressions varied, none of them showed any sign of cowardice. There were many nobles in the different countries of the continent, and it was normal for them to have conflicts with each other. It was not surprising that when negotiations failed, they would call out their troops to fight. According to the 'Treaty of the Nobles', if the nobles, including knights, were defeated and captured, their families could use their wealth to free them, and the captured nobles could not be killed.

“Why is it Fated One?” Rebecca explained, “The fates are the writhing gods of chaos and tricks. The fates like to play a game and bet with their so-called thread of life, yet none seems to know the thread of the Fated One, they made a bet that she would succumb to her destiny and change the fates of the world. However, they weren't all unfair, they gave her a mysterious weapon to aid her. The whip-sword." Lucinda held the container of the whip-sword away from herself as if she was holding a dangerous serpent.

“My brother left.” Noah frowned. “Eryx?” “Yeah. He left his chosen alpha. Lior. For his fated mate.” Noah whistled. “Wait… that Lior? The billionaire?” I nodded. “Sometimes I wish I had a fated mate like that. Someone who just… knows.” Noah smirked. “I’m right here, you know.” I rolled my eyes, but laughed. “You’re impossible.” Noah plopped down beside us, grimacing at his food. “This is awful. Anyway, there’s a party tonight—big club, hot alphas, hot omegas. You guys coming?”

"The one man up there is Robbie. He's the highest level mage in our chapter here. And the appointed representative." I glanced at the man. He was handsome, with his curly red hair and epic beard. In another life I could have seen myself with someone like him. Xander shifted in front of me, like he could hear my thoughts. Nope, I was happy where I was, thank you. "The women are Callie, Camelia, and Trisha. We call them the Fates. Their families are old society. Like, original Grimms. I think one of Trisha's ancestors survived the Salem Trials. Pre-Fall old society."

But now, he was lost to a stranger who has claimed his throne as number one. Arissa Nova. Shit!!! Who is this girl? Why is he never heard her name before? .....................................................

What is she up to this time? "Mr. CEO Axis Ford Averion pays a surprise visit on the Starlight studio..." My eyes widened because of what Aishi read. What does she mean? "What is that?" I asked curiously but Aishi didn't listen to me, instead she continued reading. "Youngest Bachelor Axis Ford Averion and Supermodel Yasha Reese Heuson, once rumored fiance and fiancee—" Aishi never finished reading because I snatched the phone from her out of sheer curiosity.

“Why didn’t you say anything earlier? Why do something this humiliating on the wedding day? How am I supposed to explain this to Mark?” Lily pointed at me. “Just let Emma marry him.” The moment I heard that, I realized my sister had been reborn, too. We were twins. Because of our looks, matchmakers had been coming to our house nonstop since we turned eighteen. To pay for our younger brother’s education and future marriage, our mother betrothed us to two families. One was Jackson, the mayor’s son. The other was Mark Hollander, the richest man in town. In my previous life, although Jackson was the mayor’s son, he was unattractive, and his father was so honest that their family was even poorer

I took my seat and gestured for her to sit as well. She did, though the hesitation in her posture was obvious. “Listen, if you refuse to stay my friend, then who will I have here? I’m still adapting, Eira. Nytheris still feels completely new to me…” “Actually,” she said gently, “you already have your own schedule for that.” “My schedule?” Eira nodded. “On the night of the party, all the nobles will arrive. From Nytheris and from the other tribes. They’re the wealthy and influential Rogues, the strongest warriors, and their beautiful wives. They’re the people you will be expected to associate with.”