Sefar Fate Novels & Stories

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.

News from Latia continued to reach me through my mentor. When I heard that Sam would rather endure punishment than divorce me, I fell silent. My mentor sighed softly. “That young man is carrying a lot of pressure for your sake. “And he’s finally learned the truth of that day. For you, Neopolis ran red with blood.” I set down the vial in my hand and tugged at the corner of my lips. “Looks like I’m not working hard enough if you still have time for gossip. Why don’t you add another project tomorrow?”

Elise commented, looking at the two children before them. “Elise, they….” Claire wanted to protest but was interrupted. “I foresaw that they would be joining us, whether now or later, and it would bring a greater reward if they followed us now as they trained,” Elise said. Seeing that Elise was stern in her reply, Claire waivered her decision. Elise was the embodiment of the Tree of Life and had a way of predicting the future. Claire only submitted when Elise said the two would benefit from this campaign and eventually arrive regardless of whether they were left behind.

However, once their name had been read, The Chosen would quickly be put under surveillance, having The Chosen dying before their time. Sephora shielded her hazel eyes with a hand, under the glare of the afternoon sun; as she watched her father take his pace on the wooden platform beside the other Elders. Under the tidal wave of anxiety swirling in her stomach, Sephora admitted that she felt a glimmer of pride for her father. And then absolute terror, at the thought of her father's name being read out. she didn't know how she would cope, worse still, how her mother would cope without him. Sephora gave a shiver, trying to take her mind away from such dark fantasies.

At this time, Lina had returned home, she angrily went straight to her room when the sound of her parents talking caught her attention and stopped to listen even though her whole body was drenched. “ Baby, so we were right with that hypothesis, people have predestined fate and two people come together in this life because of the affection of their previous life.” “ That's right, now just need to verify with the device that the past life that you researched, our spiritual research can be said to be half successful.”

“What do you know? Must be fate.” I start walking again. “Or I’m in hell.” I hear his intoxicating chuckle as he follows me in silence to the next class. I take my seat, almost in the back. He still sits close, but this time he was diagonal from me and out of my line of vision. Maybe, just maybe, I’d be able to focus in this class. I think I heard fate laugh at me. “What the hell were you and Ryan talking about?”

I replied with my sad eyes. He sighed. “I think you two are destined to be together. You can't run away from your fate. No matter how far you run and where you hide, he will find you and you will be back in his arms,” he said in his deep, soft voice. I stared at him with my mouth closed. My heart beats fast, with happiness and fear gripping me firmly. ******

There wasn’t going to be a trail to follow since that traitorous Xaviar had flown off with her. I had barely finished skimming over the short document when Fredrick entered, his expression one of defeat. Miriam’s voice was still on a loop in my mind. I refused to give up hope, though the lack of leads was frustrating. Fredrick’s face told me that whatever I had remembered from Miriam’s book was offering more frustration. I looked at him and waited. “Aro.” He started. “The seer is dead.”

Both of my parents looked like I had stabbed them. They dropped to the ground with their arms hanging at their sides. “Amy…” They both raised a hand to reach for me but I turned back to the Goddesses. “Did you know?” My question was cold. But both shook their heads. Selene dropped to her knees first. “I cannot see the future. I can only see when things take a turn. I have given everything I could to support you. To save you from your last fate.” She turned to Rowan and ran a hand down his head. “I didn’t want this outcome.”