Rewriting My Fate Novels & Stories

“You agree to kill me? So, what went wrong? You promised but failed to fulfill it. What is the difference between you and the moon goddess?” “I’ve fulfilled my promise. And The difference between me and the moon goddess is, the moon goddess wrong the whole thing, while I will right everything which is wrong. I will re-write your destiny.” He defended himself, speaking in parable. “You will re-write my destiny?” She was surprised. “Yes.” He affirmed. “Okay, you will re-write my fate to one worse than the past. You will make me regret living again, right?” She expressed. “I think I know what your next action will be,”

The repercussions of crafting an intricate series of lies about my identity were far more severe than expected. The first deception regarding my background created discord within the office, and my fear of being discovered kept me silent. However, truth inevitably comes to light despite how elaborate the secrets and deceptions are. The burden of my concealed realities now bears down on me, as the exposure of my dishonesty triggers a series of events that could alter the course of my entire existence. "Marry me or get fired!" His harsh and uncompromising tone pierced through the air, ensnarling me with his gaze. His rebellious grin leaves me bewildered by a choice that could bind my destiny t

I was cast out of the pack with nothing— No title. No Luna severance. No den to call my own. And then… perhaps the Moon Goddess took pity on me. She gave me one final chance to rewrite fate. This time, I won’t beg for his love. This time, I won’t tether him to pain. This time, I’ll sever the bond before it begins. I could already hear the gears of fate turning, and this time, I would move first. --- A blinding light burst from the hands of the Moon Goddess.

I mumbled, squeezing the papers hard as tears started dripping from my face. My mother gasped beside me. "Look, tears of joy… our Sovia is so well-mannered, as everyone in Babel State knows how much she loves…" Rip! Rip! Rip! Mumbling started coursing through the air, chairs scraping the floor as the elders shifted uncomfortably. I didn't care. The Moon Goddess has given me a chance to rewrite my fate. This time, I won't make that mistake. Tossing the paper right in front of the woman I called my mother, I frowned. "When did I say I wanted to marry the second prince?"

In the final instant of my fall, I grabbed onto her, and the two of us fell to our deaths together. Then we were both reborn. In this life, we each made choices completely different from before. She got what she wanted, encountering the Mafia Boss's heir on a street riddled with gunfire and becoming his wife. I changed my own fate as well. Marco looked terrifying, but to be honest, I would rather marry him than spend even one more second near Luca. Vivian thought Luca was a gentle, considerate, perfect gentleman. Unbeknownst to her, marrying him was the true beginning of her nightmare.

He rarely said my name, which made my heart break a little. I turned towards him and looked at him. “That night.” He said, eyes dark, unguarded. “Was the first time I believed in fate.” My breath caught. “And now?” I asked. His gaze dropped to his injured hand. “Now.” He said. “I believe that fate always comes back to collect.” I left but the memory stayed. ----------------------------------------------

“Our gifts, they give us a do over, you can say. Like the goddess wanted us to see what could be, and she gives us a second chance to change it all.” “And it’s always bad…” I nodded. “As far as I know.” My mother trembled. “You saw what happened to your pup, and now you’re changing who your mate is…” She looked at me with a tiny spark of hope in her eyes. “Did you pick where you went back to, the time?”

She mumbled to herself as she got up from her place with a sarcastic smile on her face and threw the letter on the table. "If there truly is another door that would open up for me, shall I consider this letter as that door?" She mumbled to herself and wiped the tears off her cheeks. "In these ten days, I have seen the worst days, the lowest point of my life. I lost my job and my father is on the brink of death," She shrug her shoulder as she looked down on the crumpled up letter she threw - "But if all this had the slightest hope to change then I will be stubborn enough to grab it." She gathered all her courage and decided to pay a visit to the person who was so glad as to invite her.

Twenty-Nine - Hannah Mae’s POV – I was walking towards the reception where mom and others were waiting while eyeing every step of my foot. My thoughts were wandering and I can’t get it straight. Probably because I’ll be having dinner with King and to think, I need to act cold and ignore him. Like I was still in pain of the truth that we are fucking cousins. Well, literally… I am so hurt but knowing that he still secretly wanted me as more than just a cousin, gave me the straight to believe in the love that I had for him.

It is a living nightmare. There is no smile on her face when she leans in. Her voice, as she continues to speak booms like thunder in my ears and pierces like poisoned darts on my heart, “I wanted to love you, I really did. I even chose not to look for you all these long years, to let you live out your life. But it seems that fate has brought you back to me has it not? It seems that fate has other plans, and who am I to tempt fate?”