Romans & histoires Our Fate

"I don't take myself and Rylan's personal suffering very fun." Fate shakes his head at me, his closing strides toward me are ones I refuse to react to. My body is as frigid as a marble statue as he sits next to me, the bed sinking down with him. He smells strangely delightful, like walking through a forest at the crack of dawn. If sunlight and shadows together had a scent, he would describe it. "Your mate will be someone whose mate died many years ago," Fate continues, as if I hadn't spoken just before. "I might even be nice and let you choose who you would like to mark you in the end."

Urian didn't want to believe what he was seeing but he was sure he wasn't wrong. The string in her eyes, the pull, the smell… it was all her. He has finally found her, his fated mate, someone who is not supposed to exist was right here in his arms but she looked so… tired. ***

You choose your fate. Don’t you see, Rose? Every single life on this planet, human or shifter, has a fate out there for them. The fated path can change depending on your individual desires and free will, but each choice has its own path. Our destines are intertwined with each other in a complex labyrinth; the interweaving threads of the embroidered tapestry of life. No one born of this world is completely devoid of their fate. Everyone possesses both fate and free will, but free will will only get you so far, and you are no exception to that rule. Even a choice to remove yourself from this world and your possible fate, has its own destiny in the afterlife. Do

Blake Prime was the first to notice the unusual situation. “Quick, we need to stay away from each other. We are beginning to merge.” Blake Prime stated and tried to stop the merger with this clone. He had already promised himself that he would keep from merging and be allowed to live in the Inner World. “It’s fate, Blake. The Powers of Laws have been sealed within me, and it needs to become yours. Allow me to give you the final Delivery of Fate to you.” Blake’s clone said and closed his eyes. No one could see what was taking shape within the pillar of light. However, when the light dissipated, a powerful concussion was released and began to spread outwards like an atomic bomb had been releas

He ought to be here by now, telling us what our punishments will be and dishing them out. I suddenly heard footsteps, each step was making my heartbeat increase the more because whenever he is here, we always end up in trouble. The footsteps became louder and the door opens and it turns out to be Noah. Noah was my mate, I was beyond overjoyed when I found out he was my mate but the joy didn’t last long because his father made him reject me. It was like I was dying that day. Each time I recall that moment, the more my heart breaks.

His eyes told me how happy he was to see me happy. He then took my hand and looked deep into my eyes. “Angela, this song is for you. I made it myself. I named this song Fated. I believe we are destined to be together in this life and no one can separate us. Our love will never end until death do us part,” he said in a soft voice. Tears of happiness dripped from my eyes while her eyes were filled with tears. We then smiled at each other before he took me into his warm embrace.

Whispered choice in the lowest possible audible voice of hers, with sadness filled in her heart. “We can’t do anything. And I couldn’t do anything to save him. It was … it was his fate. He had to die like that. Sometimes, fate is the most cruel thing, but in the end, all things fall in place.” Destiny said to choice and tried to calm herself and her little brat.

“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?”

“Ah can touch you here, too.” I slapped her hand away. “Maurice?” Maurice had his notebook out and was flipping through it. “Yes, I think I might have an idea.” “You do?” I tried to keep a lid on my excitement, I’d been burned too often. “I think it’s fate,” he said. “Fate can’t touch you.” “Okay,” I said. “What does that mean?” “I’ve noticed that whenever you face something that seems inevitable, you manage to avoid it. Not always for something better, but it’s not what should happen. Two and two doesn’t always mean four for you.”

His instinct only tells one thing to do. Survive. But on that fateful day, he met his goddess of fortunes as his savior. His life rescuer. Someone who has destined to be his home. A safe haven for him. Ever since that day, his feet entered her life. If Sister Hua didn't show up that day, his fate probably ended it up in the sewers or even worse. He could be a pocket thief or a beggar. Busying himself begging on the street with no future. Now, slowly, with a straight head, his path life was steady and clear. He no longer feels scared of what future has hold for him ahead.