Red Line Of Fate Novels & Stories

She consoled, wiping my tears and giving me a big hug. I was in the washroom at the pharmacy ready to use the pregnancy test kit. Janet was waiting at the other side of the door, seeing how anxious I was, she wanted to give me a little space but still be as close as she could be. I quickly read the manual and followed all the steps. It said I had to wait for five minutes. (The longest five minutes of my life). I said a little prayer hoping the heavens will hear me out and then I took a deep breath and checked the stick. I saw two red lines and I froze for a second.

My limbs wouldn’t respond. I reached for Nora—but she wasn’t there. Gone. Erased. Like she’d never existed. Panic rose in me like acid. Then something shifted in the circle. A new figure stepped out—not cloaked like the others. Taller. Darker. His eyes glowed red, and black slime dripped from the corners of his mouth as he walked toward me. His fingers were curled, twitching like he wanted to peel my skin open. I tried to scream. I couldn’t.

She watched from the globe as the humans advanced further, a little prayer in her heart. “Please, another chance. Let the one chance left for redemption be the one to prevail. Let this cup not overflow with the blood of the retribution.” She prayed, knowing her prayer would be useless because what would happen next has already been set in stone. No one, not even the most powerful of mages or witches could change it. Fate is a fragile but powerful thing. Once it’s decided, it’s sealed forever. Meanwhile, Maverick has reached side to side with Rhaella as they both glared at Duncan who watched them with a plastered smirk despite being comforted by two powerful werewolves.

“Good! Because in this gala, only fate can choose who you spend your evening with, not you. So let fate choose!” The red scarf hovered right towards the ceiling of the hall and burst into red strings. The red strings rained upon us, tying around our little fingers. “Look for the one on the other end of your red string of fate. Come on! Go on! Meet your dates for the night!” Illumi said excitedly. People started moving around. No red string entangled with the other. Only the two people tied at the ends of a string could touch that string. An empty icy feeling churned in my stomach as I held my string.

You’d think more people would be hesitant to find their fated mates, considering what happened to the previous generation, but I guess the possibility of eternal love and happiness clouds peoples’ rationality. The last two months, Vinny’s pack, The Forza Nelle Tenebre, aka Forza Pack, and Dare’s pack, The Running River Pack, have taken turns hosting full moon runs. A bunch of my pack members have traveled to these events and about fifty of them found their fated mates within the other packs. Small fuckin’ world, right?

I have feelings to consider, to understand and to feel that I just waited for someone that I deserve their love and deserves mine. I just bumped into someone who's fine-looking, he's named Articus Lawson. My future husband, the one that I am looking for. A tall guy with high regard to everyone. You kissed my forehead while laying down at your limb, you're holding a red thread and you tied it to our pinky fingers and asked, " You know this?" I looked at your dazzling eyes but I have no clue what it was for. " It is the Red ​Thread of Fate". I just closed my eyes. It was the last that I saw you and I couldn't ever open my eyes again. My last tears touched you, hope in our next life I can abut

“If you don’t choose to continue the curse, Kaelith won’t just be in pain—he’ll vanish, and you’ll never see him again.” Red’s threat shook me; the voices faded away, my vision cleared, and I realized tears were already streaming down my cheeks. Kaelith was still holding my shoulders, his face filled with worry. “Red? What did he say, Vaelora?!” Slowly I turned to Kaelith; my unstoppable tears needed a place to rest. I immediately threw myself into Kaelith’s arms in a tight embrace. “He said all of this is fate, Kaelith… including you meeting me again—everything has been planned by him.”

Kyle raised his eyes at me We stood there in silence while patiently waiting for the red moon to be fully out. Only we knew that apart from the line of fate we had no other clue on how else we could suppress the Blood hatred but none of us here fights a fight that we will fail. Since we've decided to put our mind to it, will make sure it succeeds. "It's now!" Mr. Jones said as the red moon came out fully. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in. "Only your fate can suppress the Blood Hatred, but the fulfillment of the fate can terminate it forever." A familiar voice sounded in my ear as I turned to see the man in white smiling kindly wt me.

The purple-red flame drew a blazing track in the air, and wherever it passed, the air started burning. Looking at the situation, Jalen's face changed drastically, and he was also terrified. 'Sh*t, it's Red Lotus Fayette…' As Master Magaera's top general, Jalen was also well-informed. At that moment, he could tell at a glance that Darryl erupted the Red Lotus Fayette that would only appear once in thousands of years in the Godly Region.

I love him so much and I don't want to lose him forever. I held his pinky finger and stroked it gently; I remember a story he once told me. “Vincent... Have you ever heard the story about the red string of fate?” I ask. He was silent for a moment in thought, then said, “Hmm. I heard that when I went to Japan. The local people there 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.”