Predestined Novelas e Histórias

he asked me back. I shook my head as I continued to look into his eyes. “The local people here call it “Unmei no akai ito”. According to legend, the gods tie an invisible red thread to the pinky finger of two people who are bound to find each other in life. They will love each other no matter what and only death can do them part.” He looked at my hand and held my pinky finger. His eyes then back to mine. “I didn't believe in fate and love at first sight, but now I believe because I've been in love with you from the first time I saw you,” he said in a soft voice.

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And It doesn't matter if you're the richest or the poorest, death is going to come for you one day. My grandmother used to say, "Everyone's time of death has already been predestined and signed by God, and nothing can change it." And as young as I was back then, I wondered what if I decided to kill a man, would I be doing what God had already predestined or would I be trying to change the man's time of death? My grandmother's answer to the question would always be, "Even if you plan a man's death if you succeed it would be because it was his time." So, as I planned the senator's death, it gave me a kind of weird comfort that if

Asher paused for a few minutes before he calmly answered “As I have already shown you creatures exist that you were unaware of, these dreams are part of the prophecy, also it is not a case of we expect you to change your life, we need you to, me and the rest of the world.” “Will I be able to get a look at this prophecy?” “When times are dark and the dark arises, One will rise that can hold the power. The one will combine and become the power of five. A mark of a bow and arrow will be placed upon the skin,

Was I truly ready for that step? You were just a minute ago, my subconscious reminds me. “I understand if you want to say no, especially after everything you’ve been through. I don’t want to pressure you into anything.” A smile crept over my lips, knowing I had already made my decision long ago that this was the only man I would ever give myself to completely. “Okay.” “Okay, as in yes?” His eyes flicked over me as he waited for my answer. “Yes. Mark me.” He smiled widely and as I stared at him with the sun hitting his blue eyes, making them look almost clear, I knew this was the right decision. I trust Zak with every fiber of my being. He was my mate, the one specifically designed for me and

he said, smiling. "And why are you so sorry? You're a stranger to me. I don't even know you. I only know your name. Why do I trust you?" Migi asked. Sebastian smiled. "Ask yourself, Migi, maybe because we're destined," he said with a raised eyebrow. Migi’s forehead furrowed. "Destiny?" "We've talked for too long, Migi. Better yet, eat now. " Migi was surprised when Sebastian took his hand and gently guided him to the table. He couldn't do anything if he didn't just sit down.

Cass argued. "And what are the odds really? If Robinson wasn't hit, perhaps it could have been another unfortunate human." I massaged my temples and took a sip of my coffee. "Smokers are liable to die so whether he died with the cigarette directly in his mouth or because of his aim of getting a pack, it had been predestined, Elena." "You sound really stupid right now. Are you telling me that all man's future has been predestined or that man controls his predicament?" I rolled my eyes.

"So, I'm basically gonna sit down and what…? Live life normally?" Angela shrugged. "That depends on your conduct and how cooperative you are for the fulfilment of the prophesy." I took a moment back. "Okay. Prophesy?" Angela gave a curt nod. How many more weird things was I going to learn about? I blinked in an attempt to make sense out of her statement. "You mean to tell me that…" My eyed widened as realisation set in. "Wait you mean to tell me that all these…all these—my parents death, up to the recent happening had all being predestined?."

She held his gaze her eyes pleading, the silence and tension between them almost deafening "One condition" he growled "next time, next incarnation, I want something more than this, I have chased for aeons next time you're mine, enter into an Elysian Oath with me" "But my vows with my sisters, I can't do this" she whispered "don't do this" "Cannot or will not" came his stern voice "I am the only God left who knows how to use that, other than those who'd use your death to enslave existence, besides I'm dead sooner or later, an Elysian Oath ensures my continued existence"

They needed to understand this, to find reasons and then only they could save themselves. They talked for a while, just random things before Art opened a book, with a title: Dreams and Nightmares. Interpret the impossible by one Godolfin Garriette. "Here... oh, it is said when two people are fated – or ill-fated – together by something greater than the power of the worlds, sometimes, as a premonition, an omen, they would dream the same dreams – in our case it is nightmares and ill-fated." He wrote whatever she read and looked at the book.