Shifted Fate Novels & Stories

The alpha's grinned widened, "precisely." "That's impossible. Fate gives you one person you're mated to. Or destined to be with. This can't happen. " The alpha shrugged again, a gold coin spinning easily between his knuckles. "Fate fucked up."

“What do you know? Must be fate.” I start walking again. “Or I’m in hell.” I hear his intoxicating chuckle as he follows me in silence to the next class. I take my seat, almost in the back. He still sits close, but this time he was diagonal from me and out of my line of vision. Maybe, just maybe, I’d be able to focus in this class. I think I heard fate laugh at me. “What the hell were you and Ryan talking about?”

I didn’t remember much ofthe fight, only that I had blacked out and when I woke up, everything was on fire. Everyone had been sympatheic towards, until months later when I was able to move without wincing in pain and we discovered that I couldn’t shift. When the first year had passed and I still hadn’t managed a shift, rumors had started flying around that I would never shift again. Rumors instigated by him. Colin.

"Your mother and I had tried for so long to have a child, communing with the water sprites for help conceiving. One day we found the two of you in basinets in our sacred fountain. This scroll was tucked in with you. The water sprites wouldn't say anything other than you came from the Spirit kingdom and we had to protect you both." "MINE!" Roared a voice I didn't recognize from across the hall, pulling my attention away from my father. Aro was face to face with a snarling Lycan. The last thing I saw before bolting from the room was the Lycan's fingers transforming into claws. I raced to Aro's room and threw myself down on his bed and sobbed. I knew there was no way that he had survived the co

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 ;)

Blake Prime was the first to notice the unusual situation. “Quick, we need to stay away from each other. We are beginning to merge.” Blake Prime stated and tried to stop the merger with this clone. He had already promised himself that he would keep from merging and be allowed to live in the Inner World. “It’s fate, Blake. The Powers of Laws have been sealed within me, and it needs to become yours. Allow me to give you the final Delivery of Fate to you.” Blake’s clone said and closed his eyes. No one could see what was taking shape within the pillar of light. However, when the light dissipated, a powerful concussion was released and began to spread outwards like an atomic bomb had been releas

“Yes, yes, and yes.” Ema scoffed knowingly while walking inside the apartment. “That man probably checks if you’re breathing every five minutes now.” Hazel smiled helplessly because… honestly? Accurate. Ema turned toward her immediately. “Wait.” A suspicious narrowing of eyes. “He left you alone?” Hazel sat down carefully on the couch. “He had meetings, Ema. He already postponed work for a month because of me.” “And?” Ema crossed her arms dramatically. “If my pregnant best friend almost fell into another dimension down the stairs, I’d never leave her side again.”

I tighten my grip on his hand to root him to the moment and remind him that I’m here. Felicity shakes her head, still staring down at Frost’s twisted, pained expression. “If this is how he’s creating feral shifters now, it will end badly. Very, very badly,” she says, almost to herself. “They’ll be unhinged. Violent. Deranged. Unstoppable.” Her words pierce through my worries over Frost, but quite frankly, I’m not in a position to care about an army of unhinged shadow shifters forced into service by her ex when I just want my mate to be safe.

That original curse turned out to be spread over generations, and more shifters were born as the original shifters bred with humans. Over several generations, we’d evolved beyond the initial curse and could shift at will once we gained control. Though, the first shift always aligned with the full moon closest to your nineteenth birthday. How it managed to coincide with nineteen, I had no idea. All I knew was that witches were assholes and you shouldn’t cross them. At least we’d been able to break their control over us eventually.

"I had it prepared especially for you." I turned to look at him, more surprised than pleased. "Mr. White…I mean, Jonah, when is our wedding date?" "What's the rush?" He chuckled. "Are you that eager to marry me?" My heart skipped a beat. After saying that, he gave me a meaningful look and turned to leave. Only after his footsteps completely faded did I finally let out a long breath and sit down on the edge of the bed. Something was wrong. None of this felt right. Jonah's attitude toward me was completely different from how he treated Mona in my last life. Could my choice have triggered a butterfly effect?