Rewriting My Fate Novels & Stories

Trust me. "Bye then." I disconnected the call and stood up from the couch. A maid of mine walked towards me and handed me a glass of wine as ordered. I took a sip from it and thought of tonight. Yeah it's gonna be fun....

is precisely what happened to me. I was just a simple eighteen year old girl who has a loving parent, A typical rich brat who gets everything she desires. I had countless of dreams I wanted to achieve someday. But alas, you just can't be happy without something messing it up and that something is called 'Fate'. Everything I had slipped from my grasp without leaving a single trace of it is being there. My parents kicked me out, I have no roof over my head, no food to eat, not a single penny in my pocket, nowhere to go. All because of one mistake I didn't even do.

I thought I was only reading a novel until I woke up inside it. I wake trapped in the body of Seraphina Vale, a noblewoman whose future I know. In the original story, I am destined to die by the order of Crown Prince Adrian Blackthorne, the man I am supposed to marry. Knowing what awaits me, I decide to change everything. I avoid the events that led to Seraphina’s downfall, determined to survive and find a way back to my own world. But everything changes when Adrian arrives earlier than he should and accuses me of trying to kill him. In his hand is a silver dagger engraved with my name. I know that dagger never existed in the story, and I realize someone is changing the plot. As

Orange light bled across the skyline in thin strips, and the streets below were still quiet, still unhurried, the whole city existing in that brief window before the day remembered its urgency. Valerie had no such luxury. She had 365 days. Maybe less. She opened her phone and created a new note, private, password locked, titled simply: RR. Rewrite. Reclaim. Ruin. She had not decided which word fit best yet. Perhaps all three. She began typing. Poultry, location, startup cost, supplier contacts. Feed mill collaboration window: eight months. Inheritance, do not sign. Do not sign anything. Secure legal advice quietly. Anthony's weakness: ego, fear of his father's disapproval, obsession with app

Patricia? Her voice snapped me back to reality. I felt my heartbeat pounding rapidly, powerful and alive. I realized I was reborn, given a second chance at this life. Looking at the longing written all over her face, I said coldly, "You're an adult. Make your own decisions. Don't ask me." She clearly did not expect such a blunt response. Her eyes reddened instantly. I shot her a mocking glance. If she was so eager to throw herself into danger, I had no reason to stop her.

As a matter of fact, being with her felt comfortable and grounding. On the night of my official enrollment, Mom called. She told me that Maya had died. The court case was about to start, but Wayne couldn’t resist gambling one last time and lost badly. Unable to pay the debt, he secretly handed Maya over to loan sharks, and she didn’t make it. After hanging up, I let out a sigh. Beside me, Jane asked curiously, “What’s wrong?” I turned to her, smiling. “It’s nothing important. “I heard you’re still single. Do you think I might have a chance?”

"You see, there is something more that you can do, you do not need to fulfill what is written in your fate. Not all the time you need to do wrong if it causes for everybody's ruin, you can always choose the right thing." It comes off that he didn't get what I mean, he consciously tilted toward me, and his face is so close that I scarcely gasp for air. "Do you mean rewriting what is fated to arise?" he questioned and I gradually nodded. He did not sit back straight but instead, he stares intensely at me. "How am I able to do that? I crave for demise and catastrophe," he whispered with his eyes bulging at me. "Getaway," I hissed and rarely drives him off. He simply scowled and went back to his

The Fate, once written, holds an undeniable power over one's life. It becomes a destiny that cannot be escaped, no matter how desperately one tries. Luna had never envisioned herself being with Daniel, but the threads of fate were weaving their intricate pattern around her, drawing her closer to him. It seemed that history was determined to repeat itself, while Luna yearned to break free from the past life shadows.

Pearl doesn’t even remember anything about our mother. Even after the Fated Plague took away the possibility of finding a fated mate, I still believed in true love, and I found mine. We barely had time to experience our own love story, but now, the Moon Goddess is granting werewolves fated mates again. Sure, I was ecstatic for Daya, our oldest sister, when she found Darius. The five of us worked so hard to ensure that they fought for their bond instead of running from it. Daya was so scared to accept Darius for fear that they would lose each other to the plague. She overcame that fear and I have never seen her happier.

Will fate favor us this time around? I may not know any of that because nobody can really tell the ways of fate. Fate is like a mystery, and I am a walking testimony to that. I could never, in a million years, envision myself in this situation, but look at me now. Fate! Ooh, fate! But all in all, I am so back in Ray’s life, the only man I have ever loved, the father to my child, and the only man that I still want among millions out there. If fate does not right this once again, then have you heard of changing fate? Yeah, because I believe this is a positive, promising chance that would not have presented itself if we were not meant to be, and that is the hope and faith that I am carrying wit