روايات وقصص ضمن Romeo And Juliet And Fate

“Strange, huh? That’s all you call it?” ‎ ‎She laughed softly. “What should I call it, then?” ‎ ‎He thought for a moment. “Fate,” he said, and his tone was so calm, so certain, that she felt her heart flutter painfully. ‎ ‎Claire turned away again, hiding the small smile tugging at her lips. “You’re impossible,” she murmured. ‎ ‎“And you,” he replied, eyes glinting, “are dangerous when you smile like that.” ‎ ‎Her breath caught. He had a way of saying things that felt like confessions disguised as teasing, and she didn’t know how to defend herself from it.

A brutal one and I had lived it, but never again. If I found my true mate—my real one, the one fate had actually made for me—before Julius marked me as his chosen, then that bond with him would never form. It would be void. All I had to do was find him first. But the clock was ticking. And my parents—always loyal, blind, and devoted to Alpha Martin’s family—would never believe me if I told them the truth. I couldn’t exactly sit at breakfast table and say, Hey, Mom, Dad, small thing—I died, Julius cheats on me with Kimberly, and she stabs me on his rooftop. Pass the salt.

"It should be me by Kane's side, not you! I tick all the boxes, not you! I have all the qualities, everything it takes, not—you!" It’s strange, the surprise and pity I feel for her at the same time. It’s almost sad watching her lose it over something neither of us can control. "I didn't make Kane my mate, Juliet. Fate did. I didn't force him to love me, and I didn't force myself to love him either. If you were meant to be his, it would have happened a long time ago. Please, just stop this." Juliet’s jaw twitches angrily. Her teeth clench and unclench.

"Its fate! That's why no matter what you two do, no matter where you go, you still find yourself crashing into each other over and over again. You two are destined!" Fate, huh? Then it should have told us the day that we met! Crap! "Fate or not fate, guys, I don't need this right now. Can I get a group hug?" I ask as I sit on my queen size bed. "Oh, we are sorry, Ellie. Just that your story is sweeter than even that of Romeo and Juliet. Come here !" Grace says, and they all gather around me and encompass me in a bear hug. I missed them with their crazy wild thoughts. I missed them all.

A wave of anger swept through Catherine as she stared her cousin directly in the eyes and straightforwardly said, “I work to get every one of the projects that you and the others so firmly claimed as yours.” Then she sadly smiled and uttered, “But every time I'm about to get the contracts, something goes wrong, and the project ends up with you guys. Why is that?” “What are you assuming!” “Answer the question, Jeff?” Narrowing his eyes at his cousin, Jeff rudely intoned, “Blame it on fate!” With Catherine's eyes fixed on his, she softly smiled and said, “Well, then this exact moment is the handy work of fate.” As Mr. Frost glanced at Rome, he cleared his throat and thought, ‘I guess it's beca

“I didn’t really have much of a plan behind the outfit.” “Apparently Charlotte’s planning another,” Jasper told him. “This one is going to be Romeo and Juliet themed.” “I’ve never seen it,” Reid said. “The play or the movie. But I’m pretty sure I know how it goes. Boy falls in love with a girl, lots of poetry, happily ever after.” “They die,” Jasper corrected him. “In the end. Juliet takes potion that makes it look like she’s dead, so she doesn’t have to marry someone else. Romeo believes her dead and kills himself. She wakes, finds him dead, and kills herself too.”

And I learned it the hard way. They make promises. They could either take you to the moon or they could get you the moon. But once they would get bored of you and your body. They would never take a second to discard you like anything. Even the fated mates could not be trusted. While David and Emma were fine examples of love and care. Romeo and Juliet were nothing like a fated couple was supposed to look. Romeo always seemed to make plans of how to pounce on me when his fated mate was beside him.

And without knowing why, Roman finally took this last step. "Why? Why me? Why my son? ”He whispered tonelessly into the cold air and sealed his iniquity: he quarreled with his fate! That was already looking down at him coldly and relentlessly. Zaizura, the goddess of fate, never forgot and never forgave, and she would punish this insolent, tiny human being, who had dared to boo her for favor, so that it would again remember the laws of immutability of the universe!

But fate chose her. Sin came to collect his lover. He sent his servants to kill her family right in front of her eyes, and he took her in as his. She fell in love with him— it was her fate to be betrothed to evil. But soon after, she fell in love with Rome, the Lycan King. Two men loved by one woman. A woman loved by two men. A terrible fate that leaves one of the other dead from envy, jealousy and heartbreak. That was her fate.