Red Line Of Fate Novels & Stories

“I wouldn’t expect anything, I don’t think.” They were almost to the truck. Lu swung her hand playfully. “The thing about soul mates is that they’re a good fit, baby.” She looked at him, her eyes reflecting the starlight. “I take it you’re a believer, Lu.” He smiled, and kissed her bloodied hand. “There’s a Chinese legend about the Red Thread of Fate. Have you heard it?” “No.” “Two people who are destined to be together are tied together by the red thread. And the thread tangles, and it pulls and stretches, but the idea is that it never breaks.”

The emotions in his eyes were hard to distinguish. but I didn't look further for answers, those beautiful hazel eyes, once I looked lovingly had lost it's beauty. He slowly got out of their bed, the girl whined for him to stay for little more. He came closer My heart sank. Mind blank as a canvas, on which was engraved the words I heard then: “I,Ethan Brown, the future alpha of the pack, reject you, Thalia carnell as my mate and Luna of this pack.”

“Ahhhhhh!” My body jerked as I went to the floor, rolling on my back. A growl erupted from my throat as I rolled on all fours. I could feel my bones breaking. I was about to shift. My wolf howled, making the witches move back from me. They could see how dire this situation was. "I'm Alpha Agatha Janus. The last of my bloodline. The first female alpha of the Red Flames. You are all in my way and stopping me from getting to my mate," I growl, standing on my feet.

Chad advised. Alpha Zavier turned and stared at him, his eyes closed tightly but when he snapped them, they had a different color, Alpha Zavier's eyes glowing red, the fire was burning inside him because of agitation. His fangs had already elongated. He lifted Chad off the ground as he choked him. “This was not in the plan, Alpha Zavier, please leave him,” Omega Yna begged as she tried to bring his hand down. “We won't get the ring if you kill him,” Omega Yna pleaded.

He hands me the chalice and places the dagger to his palm. “Do you, Tobias Cade Walsh, and Lucas Anthony Fields, pledge your loyalty, your service, and your lives, to your Alpha and your Alpha Luna?” As he speaks, he slices his palm, allowing his blood to fill the chalice again. He takes the chalice from me and hands me the dagger to do the same. I make a similar cut in my palm and allow my blood to mix with his. I watch our blood mix together and, though it is a dark crimson color, there is a purple and blue shimmer to it, the same color that glows from our wolves’ fur under the moonlight.

Adrian shook his head and said, “What I see is beyond your understanding. Just listen. I only wish to see your fate. Everything in this world has its destiny. The past sows the seeds and the future reaps the results. Fate works similarly. There might be a main line of destiny with countless branches twisting around it, correcting or deviating from it. “Today, I’ve seen your calamity. I can’t pinpoint a single main cause because there are too many influencing factors. For instance, your choice to hunt those five people instead of sharing the resources of this cave. “There are many factors affecting the main line of fate. This is the first time I’ve felt my own insignificance. These branches o

While we could never predict the outcome with absolute certainty, it was about the intention. The three Nabellos had solidified their bond with their mates, and their roses were all blue. Apparently, there were five rose colors denoting how powerful fate deemed someone. Black was the most common while gold was the rarest. Blue was the most powerful underneath gold. It made sense because of how powerful Nabellos were naturally. The marks on the vampire’s necks were very interesting. They were abstract overlays and were beautiful. Although, I was still biased with the mark on my girl’s neck. She was my blue flaming phoenix and definitely made of fucking fire.

The blinding light was so powerful that the corrupted wolves hissed. Then, to our amazement, the glowing threads of the light surrounded us, activating golden lines settling between every warrior. I stared in shock. “What is that?” “Fate lines,” Sheila mumbled and Ceres nodded in agreement. Immediately, the glowing threads connected everyone: the wolves, the warriors, and even those standing on opposite sides. For a moment, even the Dark Leader looked nervous. ‘This is our chance,’ Ceres communicated to me in the mindlink. Thankfully, Zane understood what was to be done. Quickly, he stepped beside me, his hand tightening around his sword.

he highlighted a green line that had been marked out earlier, "... is no longer viable. Two of the worlds along that route have collapsed completely. Another has merged with a nightmare world and become exponentially more deadly." "What's the new path?" Mia asked. She was standing beside me, still recovering from the fight, one hand pressed against her ribs where the scout had hit her. I could tell she was in pain but refusing to show it. Stubborn. Always so damn stubborn. Dracula highlighted a different route with a gesture. This one was more direct, shorter by what looked like several worlds. But it passed through three zones that glowed with particularly ominous red—the color of maximum d

I comment harshly, going through the lines of red bands. Most are pretty and eye catching, I will admit. This silly tradition and pining for a mate all seems too far out of reach for someone like me. Ivan grumbles, deciding not to quip back at me. “Don’t tell me you also believe in this bull crap about a red string finding your mate.” “And if I do?” I ask, looking up at him. “…you know, it's a popularly known fact that red strings symbolize fate.” “I’ll believe it when I see it.”