Severing Fate Novels & Stories

Those were the keepsakes we had gotten years ago—the ones we had taken as a symbol of our love. “You left without taking these,” William murmured. “That means you still care. Right? We can fix this.” His eyes lit up as I reached for them. For a brief second, I saw hope flicker across his face. Then I threw them to the floor. The ceramic shattered instantly, sharp shards scattering in all directions. A piece of the broken porcelain cut his arm. Another nicked Caleb’s cheek, making him wail in pain. But that had nothing to do with me.

FURY. It surged through her veins like wildfire racing over parched ground, hot enough to burn away every trembling thought. Her breath hitched, her vision narrowed, and the world became nothing but him. Cian’s sneer, his hand digging into her waist, the cold certainty in his eyes that she would break.

I say. Fate’s gaze snaps back to me. “Then what is?” I meet his eyes. “Weight.” The word settles like gravity. Fate stiffens. “He acted.” “Yes,” I agree. “And he carried the cost.” Silence hums between us. “He has not yet outweighed.” The realization moves through Fate like a blade. “You mean,” he begins. “Yes,” I say. “He has altered outcomes, but he absorbed the imbalance himself instead of releasing it into the world. The scales remain level for now. The Weave has no justification to bind him.”

Being reborn wasn’t to defy fate, but to let me experience once more, clearly and deeply, what it meant to have ten thousand arrows pierce the heart and be torn apart piece by piece. This time, there probably wouldn’t be another rebirth…

"So, from the moment your family left Aurous Hill, you had the fate of the ascending dragon." Charlie muttered, Vera's voice echoing in his ears, "No wonder Vera said that my father should not have the fate of the dragon, or Mr. Chardon would not have killed him. So, he stripped his own fate and gave it to me..." Raymond said, "Stripping one’s fate is a fatally dangerous action. Not only that, but it is also rare to successfully strip the fate and bless it upon another person. Thankfully, your father succeeded." As he spoke of this, he suddenly jolted and explained, "It was not your father-in-law who accidentally broke the Yuhuchun vase. The Apocalyptic Book in the vase sensed the fate of th

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.

Regret that the person your soul and wolf is bound to forever is not the right kind of person for you. People forget that Fate doesn’t plan for everyone to have a happy ever after. Fate is not a fairy godmother granting wishes. Some people have to suffer to make the greater plans of the world move. You can’t make everyone happy. So some people, like my poor sister Pen, must be mated to the sadistic bullies of the world because Fate has a higher plan than her daily life.

We all nod in silent agreement. Looking around the delivery room, I see all of us sharing an emotion that most of us have forgotten about since the Fated Plague took so many of our loved ones and changed all of our lives in such horrific ways. Hope. THE END Now you are probably wondering, "When is the next book?!" Book 3: Choosing Fate (Saph's Story)- Coming Winter of 2023 Consider engaging with me in places such as the Book of Faces and/or The Gram of Instant Gratification ;)

They all bowed in response and he waved his hand dismissively. He screamed in anger and all he could think of was the little girl he saw lying almost lifeless in the middle of the road. How could this have happened? How did he let it happen? Bartholomew had to pay. In his business, he warned them to keep their families out of it, but he...he put his little girl out there on purpose, and for that, he was going to pay dearly.

It was depressing but also sort of romantic in a morbid kind of way. I glanced back at the man sitting at the table across from me. I can't imagine being linked with him forever. I really hope fate knows what it's doing, giving me this man as my soul mate. “Yes, I will be friends with your twin sister. It is fated.” He scowls at me. “You aren't even a Shifter, why would fate want you to be friends with my sister?” Now it’s my turn to scowl back at him. “What does that have to do with anything? Everyone has a fate Mr Kane, regardless of the circumstances of their birth. When I look at someone, I see the threads of their fate, not their species.”