Playing Fate Novels & Stories

I took his hand and kissed it gently. Outside the window, brilliant fireworks rose into the sky, illuminating the entire night and his handsome profile. I looked into his eyes, clear and bright in the starlight. No false messages would ever come between us again. "Never again," I said softly, "Because this time, our fate is in our own hands." The nightmare of my past life had finally ended. In this life, there was only my beloved by my side and peaceful days ahead.

I wasn’t going to need help finding my vampire mate after all. **************************************************************************** Thank you to all of my readers! If you enjoyed the preview chapters for book 2, you can find the latest updates for it here on Goodnovel. Fated: The First is book 2 in the fated series!

It is not that I don't see them or feel anything. It is just that I have lost all hope when it comes to love and I don't want to feel pain anymore. I know what returning those feelings was going to mean. I don't see myself being that way, I felt pity for myself and I felt pity for Penelope who was betrayed. However she found her mate, and it turned out that he wasn't Jared. She moved on, after she found out that Jared was going to get married to Margaret, she moved away from the pack and together with her mate they started a family.

Evening, it was snowing, Mr.Ralph called Mr.Peku on phone to come see him at home, Mr.Peku was still at his office when Mr.Ralph called, one hour later, he left his office to see Mr.ralph who was at home waiting for him to come, "dick dong" {the door bell was ringing}, Mr.Ralph opened his door, he saw Mr.peku standing outside, "Come in" Mr.Ralph requested, Mr.peku entered the house and sat down on a brown couch, "I have something to tell you" Mr.Ralph said to Mr.Peku "what is it sir?" Mr.peku replied wanting to hear Mr.Ralph, "What can we do to get Jude out from the police custody" Mr.Ralph told Mr.Peku, "sorry sir I don't know what to do, it seems the police have enough evidence to throw Ju

I thought I was only reading a novel until I woke up inside it. I wake trapped in the body of Seraphina Vale, a noblewoman whose future I know. In the original story, I am destined to die by the order of Crown Prince Adrian Blackthorne, the man I am supposed to marry. Knowing what awaits me, I decide to change everything. I avoid the events that led to Seraphina’s downfall, determined to survive and find a way back to my own world. But everything changes when Adrian arrives earlier than he should and accuses me of trying to kill him. In his hand is a silver dagger engraved with my name. I know that dagger never existed in the story, and I realize someone is changing the plot. As

Sourcing for these coins is one way to break the connections and restore balance to the realms. They smiled as they saw the glistening in the dark. "Oh my, you do know how to impress an old lady, Phil. How did you know we've been searching for this?" That was one thing they did, hey right, they were old. Older than I am even when they didn't look at it. The Fates were born with immortality, long before the packs were formed, way before we were glued to our beliefs but they have put everything together in the old days. It was natural for them to step aside and let the mighty creature handle things. Then, chaos was brewing, I could feel it in my bones already. I had a syringe motion that it wa

Choice asked her sister Destiny who was busy writing the FATE MANUSCRIPT Destiny didn’t respond at all, which made Choice quite anxious. She snatched the FATE MANUSCRIPT, from her hands saying, “You can work on it later, sister. First you answer me.” Snatching the MANUSCRIPT back from her, Destiny glared at her, responding in a low inaudible tone, making Choice glued to her spot, “Whatever she would ask, is fated to wreak havoc in their lives.”

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW "Yes, I want everything to be at my doorstep before 9 am." He said as he took a sip of coffee "I don’t care, you heard what I said." He growled out before he hung up the call As he hung up the call he walked to his bed and lay on it before he heard a soft knock on the door, before he could say anything the door opened. "We need to leave now." "Now? It’s past eleven, can’t we wait till tomorrow?"

" Malfada, the fate who occupies the middle throne descended slowly. Her flares continually emitting and flowing backwards as she moved down, towards John. Her voice was like thorns screeching on the rims of rusted metals. Her accents were plain but unspecific. She walked up to John and slowly took steps around him as she said; "See what I have made, imagine what is yet to come!" Just as she said this, John vanished from the temple of the fates as thus, he got trapped in a memory loop. As known, each fate has a role, Malfada being the greatest of them all, had the power to shape the soul of a being and choose to end it wherever she likes. Thus, referring to Atarature as she is the one who ha

I helped a girl named Stella make all of the stuff she wants to do before she die and just like that, I found my purpose. I found my purpose to live but fate really is fund of games. Fate played with us and guess what? I lost. We lost. Fate really is a dirty player. It never made anyone win against it. Just when I thought everything goes at my own pace, fate came in the frame ruining everything.