Rewriting My Fate Novels & Stories

After the war between humans and shifters, an alliance was formed to keep the peace. The price? Daughters of the human nobility had to choose a shifter as their mate. The first half-blood born from this union would become the new ruler, ensuring that peace would last. As the eldest daughter of the Morrison family, I was the first to be chosen. But right after I chose the wolf Alpha, Calvin, I saw a vision on our engagement day. Because I failed to conceive after six months, Calvin locked me in a cage, determined to use me as a vessel for his pure bloodline. After I finally gave birth to the prophesied hybrid, my sister, Trina, appeared, claiming she wanted to take care of me. But the truth

And when it meant the most. I didn’t know how to feel about him. He affected me in ways that I thought were long gone. It was frustrating. I barely even knew him! “The mating bond doesn’t regard the amount of time you know someone, Aure,” said Seraphina. “Fate is the most important thing when it comes to such a strong force of nature.” “But we rejected each other. I shouldn’t…I shouldn’t be feeling this way anymore.” Still, I couldn’t deny her truth. Colt still had this strange hold on me, stirring up feelings that I couldn’t explain or control.

Waiting for everyone to leave, Marina now looks at the remaining debris of the house, she sits down on a tree that has fallen due to the rain storm, while looking at the burned house, she mutters: “ Is there such a coincidence in this world? A girl with the same name and face as me. And where is this? Cancal, a kingdom that I've never heard of, even when I went to school, the kingdom of Canal is not mentioned in the book. What about the other memory lines, the other girl too... Maybe... could that girl ever be my previous life? If not, how could there be such a coincidence?” A series of questions caused Marina to become confused, her head began to hurt again, her mood had become depressed. B

Ezra said with a grin as he grabbed his bag and left the room, his brother followed after him, giving me a soft smile, and closing the door behind them. On autopilot I made my way into the bathroom and stripped, hopping into the shower and immediately holding my face under the stream of water to cover up the salty scent of my tears. This wasn’t ok, none of this was ok. He couldn’t be my mate, not him. How could fate, the Goddess, be so cruel? I showered and scrubbed my skin, not for his benefit but for mine. I wanted to scrub away the feeling of him, erase it from memory. I knew it was useless, seeing as I was going to see him in a matter of minutes but it made me feel slightly better.

She just know that she was angry as what her memory told her but she forgot what it means or how that feels. As the man continue to write characters on the floor, her concept of emotions also vanished one by one. She is no longer angry, sad, or happy. She realized it and asked, "what is happening?" The man did not stop but he opened his mouth to answer, "I am preparing for your reincarnation. And to be truly reborn, you will have to forget who you were before. The past you should be left behind and you shall start a new life." Coming to this point, the man stop writing, look at her, and asked, "Now choose, what life do you wish to have?"

"I don't take myself and Rylan's personal suffering very fun." Fate shakes his head at me, his closing strides toward me are ones I refuse to react to. My body is as frigid as a marble statue as he sits next to me, the bed sinking down with him. He smells strangely delightful, like walking through a forest at the crack of dawn. If sunlight and shadows together had a scent, he would describe it. "Your mate will be someone whose mate died many years ago," Fate continues, as if I hadn't spoken just before. "I might even be nice and let you choose who you would like to mark you in the end."

Dear Reader Thank you for reading the first chapter of the book called, Dancing With Fate. Dancing With Fate was originally written as an Interactive Story Game. I am in the process of adapting it into a novel form. The original version contains a great deal of dialogue to fit the platform for which it was intended. Though you can enjoy the story in its interactive format too as currently published. (eg when Trayton speaks, the format will be as this: Trayton ~ “Are you dumb asses ready to go?”)

“The fall. The crown. The fire.” Morwenna’s breath caught. “Elira?” “She opened doors she couldn’t close. And now the future begs for correction.” He raised his hand, and time buckled around us—echoes of Elira screaming, the temple crumbling, Leofric’s blood on obsidian stone. But I stood my ground. “I’ve rewritten fate before,” I growled. “I’ll do it again.”

I’m consumed by guilt for all the things I’d thought and said to him. “Room service,” the voice calls again. Zayn moves first. He goes to answer the door. I let out a heavy breath. My hand brushes my wrist instinctively. I look down at the inconspicuous number etched on my left wrist: 364. A day is gone. Three hundred and sixty-four days left to destroy the people who destroyed me. My throat tightens. What if I fail? What if nothing changes? What if fate still drags me to the same grave waiting at the end of the road?

“She stole my mother’s ability. The ability to rewrite fate.” “WHAT!” exclaimed Austin and Agatha with their jaws dropping. Weather sighs and said, “Yes. When your mother die during childbirth, your father, King Leonardo went into despair. He was so angry. Full of resentment. So, he asked my mother to rewrite time and go back to save your mother.” “How is that possible?” asked Austin. Weather glared at him. “It wasn’t. Especially for the chosen ones.” “What does that mean.” “You see my mother’s magic to remake one’s fate was somehow altered. Maya’s destiny couldn’t be changed.”