Predetermined Fate Novels & Stories

However, Vera's words suggested that destiny was far more complex than he had imagined. So, he asked Vera, “If my father had the fate of the dragon, would he not have been killed by Mr. Chardon?” Vera asserted confidently, “That’s right! The power of destiny lies in their absolute hierarchy. As long as a person with the fate of the dragon doesn't seek death, how could Mr. Chardon, who merely had the fate of the tiger, kill someone with the fate of the dragon? Young Master, you have the fate of the dragon, so even though your fate includes a calamity like Mr. Chardon, your destiny will arrange for you to meet me in advance, for me to give you the ring in advance, and for me to help you escape

"But before the marriage is finalized, she will have to live with us for a month and during this period, we'll have to watch if she's perfect for my son. It's the tradition of the Hart family." Catherine nodded immediately. All she cared about either way was the money she would get from this family. The sudden proposal from the Hart's son some days ago had taken her by surprise. The Hart were one of the most successful family in the whole of country A. It would be a blessing if she got her daughter married into this family. And most of all, it would be highly beneficial for her. "Since you've agreed, we'll be waiting for Ericka's arrival. Here, this is my address."

I walked towards him as he is seated majestically on his golden throne with his wizard Harrod standing next to him. Harrod makes all kinds of medicines and black magic for father. "Father, you sent for me." I say with a small bow. "Yes." He replies. "What is it father?." I asked politely. He faced Harrod and gestures at him to speak up. Harrod turned to me and bowed. " My prince, i'm afraid there's no cure for the king's deformed hand in this kingdom." He says. I glanced at father's left deformed arm and sighed. He always uses a golden glove to hide it.

“N-no matter what you do, she's still going to hate you and the prophecy will be fulfilled. Now matter how much you try to change your doomed fate, the one you love the most will be the end of you and I can't wait for the day when you and your brothers will finally vanish from the face of the earth.” Again, I step back as her words register with a click and they fill me with realization that our fates cannot be changed. He is meant to be my doom and I am meant to be his. Our fate has already been set on stone. I can't run and I can't breathe.

But it’s a weird ass conversation to be having with anyone. ‘It was a one night stand,’ I correct her and shrug again. ‘Funny how that one night stand, ended up with twins that are mentioned in a prophecy.’ ‘I’m laughing so hard, hah,’ I reply. Isn’t that how prophecy and all that Fate shit works anyway? That you don’t have a choice in your actions? It’s predetermined? I was always going to sleep with Ava that night, no matter what either of us really wanted. Maybe that’s the only thing that made it feel magical, that weird pull of Fate.

In the end, their arranged marriage became not just a duty but a union forged in the fires of adversity, a love story that defied expectations and surpassed all obstacles. Marvin stood at the threshold of his new life, his heart heavy with apprehension. The grand hall of the castle loomed before him, its opulent decorations a stark contrast to the uncertainty that gnawed at his insides. He had been prepared for this moment since birth, groomed to take on the responsibilities of his noble lineage. But nothing could have prepared him for the reality of an arranged marriage.

“Strange, huh? That’s all you call it?” ‎ ‎She laughed softly. “What should I call it, then?” ‎ ‎He thought for a moment. “Fate,” he said, and his tone was so calm, so certain, that she felt her heart flutter painfully. ‎ ‎Claire turned away again, hiding the small smile tugging at her lips. “You’re impossible,” she murmured. ‎ ‎“And you,” he replied, eyes glinting, “are dangerous when you smile like that.” ‎ ‎Her breath caught. He had a way of saying things that felt like confessions disguised as teasing, and she didn’t know how to defend herself from it.

Tonight, I would accomplish my plan and nothing would be able to stop me. I had so many beautiful dreams of the future. Of Rose crying in defeat. Of my child crowned with honor. Of the power that would finally be mine. And when I would wake in the evening, I would be ready to open the door to my destiny.

"The more you try to fight fate, the more it comes back to bite you in the back." "I disagree with that," I said sharply. The words came out more forcefully than I'd intended, but I didn't care. "I was murdered in my first life in cold blood. This second chance I have had... I have changed things. I have defied fate." Dayo shook her head again. "Fate is like energy. It cannot be created nor can it be destroyed. The wheel turns, but the wind, situation, and road will determine which direction and the speed at which it turns. You cannot defy fate. You can only pass it to another or push it forward."

“Then let’s end this before it ends us.” My stomach twisted. Fate Pack. I hadn’t heard that name in so long that it felt foreign on my skin, like an old scar someone suddenly pressed too hard. My pack.My curse. The place I had been sold from. I forced my lips into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “Fate Pack, huh? Guess the universe has a sick sense of humor.” Adam didn’t look at me, his eyes fixed on the horizon. “It’s not humor. It’s destiny.”