Sefar Fate Novels & Stories

He had never imagined the eight elders would turn their backs on him. He hadn't expected that Sean, once an outcast of the Lakeworths, was now the sire of the Dark Web. He had enough power to trample all of Salvania at will. Thinking back to his arrogant words to Sean earlier and his actions toward Vanessa, Felipe felt as if he had fallen into an abyss. His body trembled uncontrollably with fear.

Fifteen years ago..... Unknown pov “Sir she has arrived,” one of my best men said “Fine, send the others to go pick her up at the airport” I replied “Yes sir” he replied before leaving “Charles, are you still there?” I asked through the air pod “Yes sir” he replied “Any update?” I asked “They just left the building now. They are on their way to a family dinner” he replied “Keep them on close range. Hope they guys are going as planned?” I asked

As we walked, a sense of anticipation swirled in the air. As we reached the secluded area, the gravity of the situation settled upon us like a heavy cloak. I looked at Sephira intently, my voice filled with a mix of curiosity and concern, "Sephira, what is it that you wished to discuss?" Her eyes, shimmering with ancient wisdom, held a touch of somberness. She chose her words carefully, as if weighing each one for its significance. "Alpha, I cannot provide you with precise details, for the veil of the future remains elusive even to me," Sephira began, her voice carrying a sense of deep understanding. "But I sense a looming danger that threatens the upcoming coronation."

As the sticks burned into the sand Emilia chanted in her ancient tongue and as she did the smell of burning wood changed to the aroma of fresh oranges, tangy and sweet. A mist appeared before them forming a shapeless body but the very distinct head of Fate who stared at them with cold pale eyes. "Mortal" Emilia bowed. "We…" "I know what you seek. What you both seek is dangerous yet possible and it will cost you" Octavius bowed "I am willing to bear the cost" Fate waved him off nonchalantly "You say that when you haven't even heard what it is I want," he paused to let that sink in. "Are you willing to give up this child of yours for your union?"

My mind was occupied with thoughts of Theus and the kind of fate that possibly awaited him. After we settled on our seats, my eyes started roaming around, searching for a familiar face, a face that I had only seen in the picture. It was not until the referree announced the farewell sessions that I finally saw him.. He seemed to have been searching, too, and when our gazes locked, the world around me faded . ' Nice to meet you, Sabrina. .' His voice was hoarse and oddly familiar as he linked... 'For a chance to marry you...' ' I will win..'

“But why? She’s so young.” Ailm lowers her head slightly. “War is coming. I can feel it in my bones. I had no choice.” Caden reaches for her again—but freezes. On his palm, a strange mark glows: a circle with a cross inside. Ailm nuzzles it. “It’s like a current,” he says, shocked. “It’s an Ailm mark,” she explains. “We are fated. Not just mates—fated. A rare, divine connection.” Drake stiffens. “Will Baylee wear the same mark?”

Their fate might be worse than that of the Parisis. ****************************************************************************

As I read the same phrase a third time, my fingers shook and the words burned into my brain: "The soul is severed when the relationship is severed. Those who reject the cord of fate will either go insane or die. The chair creaked under me as I leaned back. As like it had read the incriminating words too, the small mate mark on my neck blazed. Death or madness. Had Darius been affected by that? Had he been driven to the verge of madness by my rejection? Or did he not fully comprehend the extent of this curse?

"Remember… It was I who altered the threads of fate." Neferaset frowned before she sighed and nodded her head. "You pulled the foreign woman into this era before destiny intended." The seer's lips curled into a faint smile. "Exactly. The prophecy foretold that she would arrive later and I merely... invited her sooner." She gently touched the surface of the crystal and ripples spread across the water. "She is alone, confused and lost. Kharef still believes destiny sleeps." Neferaset slowly relaxed when she heard it. "So he does not know."

She was still hesitating. “I’ve never been this sure after 56 years. I've been waiting for this day to come.” He replied with confidence. Her brows wrinkled, “But it could hurt King so much. He will be in pain.” He peered his eyes at her, “Now your talking. You want the two young lovers to break up and this is the most valid reason.” She swallowed and her eyes blinked, “I can't imagine him being in so much pain.” He fixed a serious look at her eyes, “If this fact is true, they are committing unforgivable sin. Do you want to see their souls burn in hell?”