Shared Fates Novels & Stories

She sighed, a small moment of reverence given to the good old days. “But every so often, I’ve heard gossip of a Fated pair,” she went on. “Sharing thoughts, powers, a deeper connection and understanding of one another than any love could bring between two people.” I felt myself blushing at the idea. “Most will keep it quiet though, fearing retaliation.” “Retaliation?”

Urian didn't want to believe what he was seeing but he was sure he wasn't wrong. The string in her eyes, the pull, the smell… it was all her. He has finally found her, his fated mate, someone who is not supposed to exist was right here in his arms but she looked so… tired. ***

she said, and turned to walk away. “You were right, you know,” he called after her. She paused and looked back. “I don’t believe in fate,” he said. “But I think I was meant to meet you today.” Aurora smiled, her heart tugging in a way she couldn’t explain. “Then I hope you remember it.”

“We finish it.” And seals both their fates.

Sourcing for these coins is one way to break the connections and restore balance to the realms. They smiled as they saw the glistening in the dark. "Oh my, you do know how to impress an old lady, Phil. How did you know we've been searching for this?" That was one thing they did, hey right, they were old. Older than I am even when they didn't look at it. The Fates were born with immortality, long before the packs were formed, way before we were glued to our beliefs but they have put everything together in the old days. It was natural for them to step aside and let the mighty creature handle things. Then, chaos was brewing, I could feel it in my bones already. I had a syringe motion that it wa

It was just one page. "I had this ready after Geneva," Joe said, handing it to Davidson. "It's not binding. No court would take it. It's an agreement. Just between us.". Davidson took it. The title was short: Codicil of Shared Fate. He read on, and his breathing ceased. It was not an oath of love. It was a cruel, beautiful vow of shared destruction.

“We have to stay, even if we feel like we’re going to die. The bond is strong…our bond is stronger than the hate we’ll have for each other. We can overcome everything.” “What if we…” I started running down scenarios, trying to find alternatives, trying to find ways that didn’t end up with Sebastian dead, and with Troy and me hating each other so much that we’d destroy each other in the process. “No,” Troy said. “Stop. There is no way. The Fates showed me every possible path. They all lead to the same end.”

I didn’t want to ruin the mood, but I knew he was withholding information from me. “Once we mark each other, there is no possibility for a second-chance mate.” As if reading the confusion on my face he continued. “If your mate dies before you mark them, the Moon Goddess grants you a second-chance mate. But if you mark your mate, then you are committed to them and only them.” He brushes a hair out of my face, but I push him back, sitting up. “Do you think that's a good idea though? Maybe we should see if I even make it through the full moon.”

"It'll get stronger. The more we trust it, the more it binds us. Blood to blood. Heart to heart. Some say true mates can even share life force—heal each other, extend years together. But it starts here, with choice. Fate brings us together, but we decide to stay." Nico's thumb brushed over her knuckles. "I don't want to fight it. I don't think I could even if I tried. From the stables to this table... every second with you feels right. Like I've been waiting lifetimes for this." Elara's eyes shimmered, not with tears, but with something brighter—joy, certainty. "Then we're in this together. Bloodmates. Fated. Forever, if we want it."