Sefar Fate Novels & Stories

Trust was completely erased from my dictionary. Hate is the only emotion I feel now. Why? Why? I loved him. My first love, my mate. I had no idea what my fate had for me as up until now nothing good has happened. Will I die now that my mate has rejected me? All type questions bombarded me like arrows thrusting my heart. I have reached. The border line of my pack. I was left with no choice but to do this. I don’t know the consequences but I had to do this.

And when it meant the most. I didn’t know how to feel about him. He affected me in ways that I thought were long gone. It was frustrating. I barely even knew him! “The mating bond doesn’t regard the amount of time you know someone, Aure,” said Seraphina. “Fate is the most important thing when it comes to such a strong force of nature.” “But we rejected each other. I shouldn’t…I shouldn’t be feeling this way anymore.” Still, I couldn’t deny her truth. Colt still had this strange hold on me, stirring up feelings that I couldn’t explain or control.

Daphne snapped. She rose from the sofa, her back straight. As if preparing to face her opponent. "You clearly know this is connected to me, Elice. Everything from Garrett to Ariel, whether you like it or not, will connect you to me. It's your destiny. You cann’t do anything for that." It feels as if Elice really wants to eliminate this one word from her life's dictionary. Fate? Elice feels that fate has never given her anything good. Only problems and tears.

With Nathan gone, that dream may have slipped away. Amy told me and Daya that the four of us- me, Daya, Pearl, and Saph- will have fated mates. I hope she is right about that. She won’t show us the letters she found from Father, fearful we may try to take fate into our own hands and interfere. I’ll continue trusting that the Moon Goddess will help Saph find her happiness. I’ve been watching her slip away, and she is less and less like herself each time we see each other. I also hope Amy is wrong, and that she has a mate out there too.

"Fiona Katherine Winchester breaks up with Sebastian Prime over spilt wine. Most coveted Female Billionaire is once again single." Curse Sebastian and my Mother, my upcoming weeks were going to be a living hell, I was sure of it.

Each time I recall that moment, the more my heart breaks. “You have to go, he will be back soon” Noah said as he unlock my cage and turn towards the others. “What do you mean?” I asked as I stumble to get myself in position and out of the prison. “He got drunk last night and forgot the keys before he left for his journey and knowing him, he will be back soon. Run and don’t ever come back” He said in a stern tone. “What about you?” Reuben, a thirteen year old who is also there with us and his baby sister asked while Josh held Noah’s hand.

The atmosphere was tense, the air thick with anticipation. Elder Thalor, the seer of the Council, stood abruptly, his eyes wide with revelation. “A convergence has occurred. A new force stirs within the tapestry of fate. ” High Chancellor Elowen narrowed her gaze. “What do you perceive, Thalor? ” Thalor's voice trembled. “A child, not yet born, but her essence resonates through the aether. She is of the old blood, intertwined with the forbidden lineage. ”

Saph demands, her eyes welling with tears and her lips trembling. “I wanted to! But in one of those letters, Father said that knowledge can be dangerous. He and Mama almost rejected each other because of what she knew about the plague. They thought they’d survive it and take chosen mates instead. But they decided it wasn’t worth it. That messing with fate could cause more harm than good. So, they trusted in fate. You think I wanted to learn all of this? I was perfectly content being in the dark all these years,” I shout back, feeling my own eyes fill with tears.

"It's just that I don't think she's the one for you. I can see the spark and the emotions. And I really like Saelin, but I just don't feel like fate has a hand in it." "Fate?" "Yes." "And you would know something about fate." She nodded slowly while they walked. "It's an amazing thing. You could call it the will of Ayla. A will impossible to act against. And if fate doesn't have a hand in what you and Saelin have, then I don't think it will last. If fate hasn't blessed it, then she's not the one." Sethlzaar turned on her, irritation clear in his voice. "And you are?"

Please. “Spill.”, I commanded, my voice quivering, but I tried to make it as firm as I could. “Tell me this will be enough. And that Elara will be next.” The Seer’s eyes slid back to me, and a part of me wished they hadn’t. His eyes seemed bottomless, heavy with something beyond knowledge, something ancient and cruel. “Fate weaves its threads,” he said, tasting the smoke on his tongue as he spoke, “but they do not break without consequence.”