Quotes About Fate Novels & Stories

“A few weeks ago, I hoped I would never see Killian again, and now I miss him only a few hours after he left.” “Ironic? No. There's a different name for that.” My curiosity sparkled. “And that name is?” “Fate,” Ashley said simply. “I believe that fate brought you two together.” I snorted and shook my head, even if she couldn't see it. “Impossible,” I argued. “Fate was never on my side.” “Well, perhaps it's time for it to change. You can't have bad luck your entire life,” she convinced. “You think so?”

Alan was going to be a father. "So how am I supposed to tell him? should I plan something?" Hazel asked. Ema immediately grabbed Hazel’s hands, fully entering planning mode. “Yes. Obviously.” She said like it was the most important mission of their lives. “This man planned an entire terrace date with fairy lights for you. You cannot just casually say ‘hey by the way, you reproduced.’” Hazel burst out laughing. “Oh my God, Ema.” “I’m serious!” Ema pointed dramatically before suddenly gasping.“WAIT.”

She was busy explaining, so she didn't notice the man was just staring at her. "What if even you, the writer, make a mistake in the choice you chose for your character?" "I will call it fate. It was fate that whispered to the writer’s ears to make the story like that. It's like us in real life. Fate will give us problems and fate will also give us choices. Then we choose based on our principles or based on what we want to do. Or sometimes, we choose that because we have no other choice.”

I finally said, feeling him watch me as if every move I made fascinated the bloody hell out of him. "What makes you say that?" He asked even though we both knew it was a stupid question. "What's the point of having dreams or hoping and praying for something different when your fate has already ripped it all away. It's pre-written before our parents could even think about making us. It's morbidly cruel and vicious and I'm certain the person who invented it did it to get off on our torture. Very few are happy with their fate, I don't fall in that category." "Some people believe fate is what you make of it," Sylvain pointed out, his eyes drifting from me to the path ahead.

The queen sensing her doubt asked her a very unusual question. "How much do you know about your fate child?" "Not a thing, mother" She replied "Do you wish to learn your fate or change it? I have the power to do that" "No! I do not" she bluntly replied. "I read a book that says 'Some fates cannot be changed, even if they are changed because, its destiny. And destines are sometimes inevitable. Even though I do not know what is waiting for me in the near end, it could be good, bad, or worse. But it's bound to happen anyway, right? if you show me, I will be tempted and desperate to change the tragedies in it, and those are what makes us learn, they are the core part that contributes to our expe

Solid and sturdy, it felt as though his arm supported the heavy burdens that weighed on Tilla’s mind as they began to wander over her lips freely. “Do you think we truly choose who we are? Or are we all destined to fall into the roles fate has designed for us?” she asked. Her voice trailing off moderately as though it too was also lost, Luther thought for a moment. His mind no stranger to the torment of staving off the darker impulses of his other half, he pressed his lips together. Their usually full shape forming a solemn line, he provided her with a response, “I think fate is an excuse for us to choose a lesser path.” Having undoubtedly traveled down this path before, Luther’s brow furrow

"I am sure that your man, the one you are fated to be with will be willing to wait until you are ready to start dating" "Yeah, if fate does exist"

Fate is what takes you down that road you ever so often avoid taking. Sometimes the slightest things change the directions of our lives, the merest breath of a circumstance, a random moment that connects like a meteorite striking the earth. Lives have swiveled and changed direction on the strength of a chance remark.

I can’t blame him for not sharing when his was either. “So, you’re wolf moon born too?” Tobias frowns, and I notice that little V is back again. It’s stupid, but the sight of it makes my fingers itch, like I want to smooth it out for him. I laugh to distract myself from the face he’s making. “It’s something Mum used to tell me. That I was going to be special. Because I was born under the wolf moon.” I drop my gaze from his face. “Apparently it’s foretold that those who are, will be stronger and fiercer than those born under other full moons.”

“Life and death are predestined. Nothing can go smoothly all the time. It’s all up to fate! “Just do it!”