Sefar Fate Novels & Stories

This laid the foundation for the Grandiuno Sacred Land's current prosperity. As a true disciple, Francis deeply admired this legendary elder. Unfortunately, since two thousand years ago, there had been rumors that he had entered seclusion to ascend to immortality. Over the years, there had been few sightings of him, and there were even rumors within the sect that he might have already passed away. But Heath told him that this elder hadn't passed away but even came out of seclusion to accept Severin as his disciple.

" As Godfrey spoke, he prostrated himself at Sebastian's feet. Everyone was aghast. Godfrey was the refinist of the Fate Sect. If Sebastian agreed, he would have gained a branch of the Fate Sect! With Sebastian's terrifying powers, he would become even more powerful. Who else in the martial arts community would dare to fight against him? Godfrey had carefully developed a tight-knit web of connections over the years, and he had great influence even in the secular world of business and politics. Sebastian would be like a king! The conditions were so tempting that everyone was sure that Sebastian would accept. "There's no need for that," Sebastian said coldly, "You aren't even worthy of serving

asked the Seer Elder. "I already know who this person from the past is," Matthew said. Seer Elder just listened. "But what I want to know now is, where is he? What is he like?" Seer Elder smiled after hearing Matthew's words. "Then, once you know, what will you do?" Matth was silent. "Do you want to get ahead of fate?" asked Seer Elder again. Matth looked at Seer Elder, who was still silent and had not answered a word. "Your fate has already been decided. You can't avoid it or change it, everything will work out in time".

He doesn't sleep. He only called your name, even when he was high on sedatives. He only called for you to forgive him for the mistake he doesn't even know. Everyday he would sit and chant your name like a mantra. But if someone asks, he doesn't remember who you are. You have killed the Noah Gabriel who loved you. You have broken the most sincere heart on earth. Yes he was a player. Yes would fuck around for fun, but that was all before you. He was scared to lose you as a friend. He told us he would wait to confess his feelings until he was sure. Because he didn't want to lose Benjamin Brian. And now look, he doesn't even remember you. Tsk.

asked Beta Noah. Elder Sofia nodded as she looked at Mr Robert, both of them stifling laughter. Megan said, "What a strange joke in the werewolf world; all fates can be predicted in advance. How can you be motivated to try if you already know your fate?" "As I said before, Megan, a seer's predictions don't always come true; it all goes back to the fate of the moon goddesses, but most of them always come true, including Cora's pregnancy. That's why you must keep trying and live your life no matter the reality," Elder Sofia explained again.

Josie sighed, “Sometimes the elders in this village are more narrow minded the townsfolk. I didn’t know it would stem to this.” “Please don’t worry Josie. From what I know pain last for years but soon enough they would understand that what occurred was no one’s fault. It was—” “Fate?” Shawn finished his words, causing the man’s eyes to stop of him. He scoffed at the word. “Yes, fate. Something written by someone who create us as they lead our life in their will. There is nothing more that I hate than trusting whatever ‘fate’ this world has for us.”

Fafnir asked as he had him a handkerchief "We meet again," he said, "Fate said that if we meet again that means--" he said looking at the ceiling and looking back to Fafnir "She is the one who sells my favorite macaroons and croissant" he paused and chuckled "Small world huh?!" he said feeling amaze Fafnir sneered at the thought of destiny or fate, his master must know about this. He kept his mocking comment to himself, letting the poor weak boy enjoy himself at the thought of a woman he barely know.

And then—Gods help me—it moved. A small, deliberate push against my palm. My child. My child, speaking not with words but with pressure, with knowing. I staggered back, bile flooding my throat. “Say it,” the Seer whispered. His jaw clicked like a hinge. “Say who he belongs to.” “No,” I rasped, though my hand stayed pressed to my stomach, betraying me. “He’s mine.” The Seer smiled with his broken teeth. “He is fate’s. And fate does not share.”

he explained. That actually made a lot of sense. I always wondered who truly paired mates up especially now that Selene was not in the picture any longer. I had never even heard about the Goddess of Fate. I wondered if Selene intentionally stole her thunder in order to control our species. “The Goddess of Fate was a dear friend of mine actually. She explained to me that once the well’s essence would be getting closer to running out, it would locate the Next Fate who would then become the Goddess of Fate. She entrusted me with the temple’s location. Only the Next Fate would be able to open it. Leonidas and I believe that her essence has chosen you as the Next Fate because many people of vario