Sefar Fate Novels & Stories

but Liam wasn't there. “Where's Liam, uncle?” I asked and he looked at me with disappointment. “He is not here.” His father replied and I frowned in confusion, if he is not here then where Is he? “We found this note here.” His forwarded the note and I took it from her. ‘I am not doing this marriage, I like ruby Father I have told you but you were stubborn and didn't listen to me’ the note stated these words. “If you knew that he wasn't happy with this marriage, why did you force him into this? I know I have no right to question you. But what now ?” His mother came towards me and held my hands.

"I'm warning you. There is Death, but after that, there is something worse. There is purgatory, where a devilish man named Sinful decides your fate. Yes, your fate." "First," I say slowly. "Sinful is a stupid name. Second, you're Fate, which means you're either really bad at storytelling, or you aren't as powerful as everyone likes to think." Fate frowns. The expression looks strange on him. "He wants something, and it looks like you're the perfect way for him to get it," Fate muses, and suddenly, the easy smile I want to slap right off him is making an appearance again. "It does follow his namesake, after all."

Their god complexes can be irritating at times. “Did you know Sebastian was Everly’s soulmate when that one Spirit Reaper reported Erick and his crazy talk of his hybrid son?” “At that point, yes, I knew. Fate had informed me after Sebastian was born that he would be important to my granddaughter. At the time, I thought Fate was insane as I knew the coven members could only have males, but that asshole knew I would figure out the problem I was having by having you. Fate likes you. You know that, right?”

“I’ll tell you, but it will not be now, now to your next lives as you will meet him and you will know for, he holds the uncanny resemblance of the two people that dears to you the most.” “So, it was you.” Come in face to face towards the person that is fated to her, yet is asking the very opposite of that intended reason. The fate that was sealed from the very beginning, the destiny that is written beyond the very beginning, and the inevitable chance that started with both the blessing and the curse. She now comes face to face with the person that draws with the blood and marks of both of them. Farah in her new identity and vessel crosses the path and finally towards him.

I sighed, looking at her. "I wouldn't go as far as saying you're completely wrong, Sophie, but there's something intriguing about fate. It suggests a preordained path, a connection that transcends circumstances. Take my Uncle Vino, for instance; he can't stand Cain Island, so he never took his children there. Yet, somehow, Caspian and Charlotte found each other. It's as if an unseen force brought them together. Caspian wasn't actively seeking Charlotte; He was simply sent on a mission to solve a problem, and fate intervened to unite them. Harper and I never intended to stay in Lumas, let alone become friends with Jacob, but it happened. No matter how hard Jacob tried, she couldn't progress b

“A part of me did. The part that remembered laughter. The forest. My father’s arms. But there was always another part… that was afraid. That believed maybe I was never meant to return.” Seraphina turned her head slightly, studying her. “But you were. You were always meant to return.” Elianna blinked at her. “How can you be so sure?” “Because the stars don’t misplace their chosen,” Seraphina replied, her voice distant and full of quiet knowing. “And neither does fate.” Elianna chuckled softly, a bit sad. “You sound like an oracle.” Seraphina smiled. “Perhaps I am.” They sat in silence again, listening to the wind as it whispered through the banners and trees.

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?”

At the center stood a raised platform etched with layered sigils that hummed softly underfoot. Elders filled the seats, their expressions unreadable. Winter leaned toward me and whispered, “Remember—if anyone starts chanting ominously, we leave.” Despite myself, I smiled. Gabriel stepped forward first. “The situation is clear. The seals are failing. The convergence is accelerating. Selene is not the cause—but she is the linchpin.” An elder with silver eyes spoke. “You are the vessel.” I stiffened. Fenrir moved instantly, placing himself half a step in front of me. “Watch your language.”

He held me so tightly, promising, "I don't believe in fate. I only know that you are the love of my life." I had believed him. Every memory of our love felt vivid, still so close—yet now, he had abandoned me for another woman without a second thought. I didn't understand. Was fate truly something we couldn't fight? Had it really pulled him, irresistibly, into Grace's arms? My whole body ached, each breath felt like fire. I couldn't tell whether the pain came from the wound or from my heart. Darkness fell like a curtain. When I came to, I was lying in a hospital bed.

Upon receiving the news of my death, Sam collapsed onto the ground in a daze. He didn’t cry when his father scolded him or make a sound when he was beaten until his skin split open. Now, he covered his face, finally breaking down in tears. “You’re lying to me. Hazel isn’t dead.” Matteo was furious. “She was executed by Isla the day she betrayed you. Isla is far more suitable to be a mafia boss’s wife. Your son likes her, too. Now that Hazel is gone, you should marry Isla!”