Severing Fate Novels & Stories

I know that what I considered was heartless, but fate was unkind to all of us regardless. Cruel to Monica by binding her to a married man, cruel to Olivia by linking her to me before I discovered my fated mate, and lastly cruel to me by placing me in a situation where. I might have to shatter all my vows and be the savage in what's meant to be my Love tale. I took my leave from the balcony without uttering a single word. I returned to my seat and discovered that Olivia wasn't there. Upon reaching home and Olivia wasn't there either, I Knew that she had figured it out.

“No. I don’t accept a destiny I never asked for. I don’t care if my ancestors signed away their souls. I didn’t. I won’t let the Veil tear me apart.” “She doesn’t have to,” Ruvan said suddenly, turning toward the elders. “There’s another way.” Eira’s brows drew tight. “There is none.” “There is.” Ruvan’s tone was dangerous now, lethal with resolve. “The Rite of Severance.” A stunned silence fell over the chamber. Even Eira paled. “That rite is forbidden,” she said. “It was buried for a reason.” “Then dig it up,” he growled. “Because I’ll walk through fire before I let her die for a war we didn’t start.”

Court members recoiled, some clutching prayer tokens, others trading panicked glances. The King’s eyes flared. “You swore even the vilest curse could be unmade with offerings and lunar rites.” “Not this one,” she said, and her voice darkened. “Because this was never a curse. It is a verdict. Etched not by spellwork nor sorcery, but by divine instinct. The Luna bore her mate’s child within her when she was betrayed. That betrayal awakened a primal rite lost to time—the Rite of Severance. It was not cast. It was born.”

“She was your fated mate, you fucking idiot! Didn’t you feel it? How did you not notice?” He looks back at the building, where, for all I know, everyone still inside has been crushed. “She is?” “Not is,” I snarl. “Was. She was, but she isn’t anymore because you broke the connection like the careless asshole you are.” Though I doubt that makes a difference to Fate and the magic he broke. “Yes, you fucking did. That’s what made her go berserk. You interfered with the magic.” “Oh, shit. What do we do now?”

Vivian looked into her blue eyes which looked as if they possessed the entire sky in them. "We angels are quite fragile creatures. Our hearts are intangible, unlike humans, so if we love someone, we love them thick and through and if we hate someone, we hate them thick and through. Our book is our only destiny" Fate said and took Vivian's book from her. She tore a page from it and Vivian felt immense pain in her chest. She shouted from pain and looked at Fate with her eyes, almost about to pop out. "Now you see which trouble you're in. Take good care of it" Fate said as she burned the paper between her fists as she threw the book back at Vivian "And make sure it's pages are never lost, the l

— Meanwhile… Vesper Moretti stood before the Gates of the Forbidden Sanctum. The Oracle’s words still echoed in his mind. “To break the Veil, one must break fate itself.” His fingers curled into fists. Fate. He had never believed in it. He had never wanted to. But if fate thought it could take her from him— Then he would tear it apart with his bare hands. The ancient runes flared to life before him, whispering warnings of doom, of power beyond comprehension. Vesper did not hesitate. He stepped into the darkness. And the world shattered.

“But it comes at a cost.” Lily raised an eyebrow. “What kind of cost?” Nima turned to a nearby wall, brushing aside a veil of dried herbs to reveal a drawing. It's an ancient sigil etched in blood and bark. “The Rite of Severing,” she said. Lily and Callum leaned closer. The symbol showed a wolf being split into two, light and shadow tearing away from each other. “It was used once,” Nima explained. “To remove the corruption from one of our own. But it does more than purge. It divides. You lose part of yourself. Your memories. Your emotions. Your power.”

Would this revelation tear them apart or provide the strength they needed to forge a new path forward? Emily and Liam found themselves caught in the midst of a relentless battle, forces determined to tear them apart. The threat against their love loomed, a dark cloud casting a shadow over their hearts. They knew that they had to confront their deepest fears and summon every ounce of strength to protect the bond they held dear.

His instinct only tells one thing to do. Survive. But on that fateful day, he met his goddess of fortunes as his savior. His life rescuer. Someone who has destined to be his home. A safe haven for him. Ever since that day, his feet entered her life. If Sister Hua didn't show up that day, his fate probably ended it up in the sewers or even worse. He could be a pocket thief or a beggar. Busying himself begging on the street with no future. Now, slowly, with a straight head, his path life was steady and clear. He no longer feels scared of what future has hold for him ahead.

“We can. All we can do is deny it. But Paris…there is no denial. I believe this is fate telling us…” “Fate would never bind you to the daughter of the woman you once loved,” I interrupted before he could complete his statement. “Fate would never bind you to the child of your brother. Fate can’t be so cruel, and manipulative,” I added. His eyes wandered a bit, then his hand withdrew. “This shows you know nothing about fate. If fate wasn’t cruel or manipulative, why did it take your father away and leave you in the hands of a woman like Selene who turned you into a tool?”