Shifted Fate Novels & Stories

His smile turned to one of concern and his face became serious. “What do you mean? You said you never got the shifting gene, so you can’t be seventeen.” My eyes widened at his words. That wasn’t what we were told in school. My voice started to come out shaky as thoughts began racing through my mind. “What are you talking about? That’s basic shifting. We learn that as children when we start school. If a Shifter has not transformed by their sixteenth birthday, then it means the shifting gene is absent, and they were cursed to live as humans.

She is now the daughter I never had, but hoped for. And in that silent exchange, fate shifted. The Summit was nearly over. But the war for the future had only just begun.

After the war between humans and shifters, an alliance was formed to keep the peace. The price? Daughters of the human nobility had to choose a shifter as their mate. The first half-blood born from this union would become the new ruler, ensuring that peace would last. As the eldest daughter of the Morrison family, I was the first to be chosen. But right after I chose the wolf Alpha, Calvin, I saw a vision on our engagement day. Because I failed to conceive after six months, Calvin locked me in a cage, determined to use me as a vessel for his pure bloodline. After I finally gave birth to the prophesied hybrid, my sister, Trina, appeared, claiming she wanted to take care of me. But the truth

Just two strangers who happen to share the same bloodline. Sasha shook his head. You are wrong, cousin. The bond was broken, yes. But it was not destroyed. It was just transferred. Redirected. Like a river that has been dammed in one place and released in another. He turned back to Ela, his gray eyes soft, almost tender. She is my fated mate now. Not because I chose her. Not because she chose me. Because fate chose both of us. And fate, unlike the Council, unlike our families, unlike the people who have spent centuries trying to control us, cannot be bought or sold or broken.

He asked her in a curt tone but Georgia kept quiet. “I'm asking a question!!! What's your name!!!” He yelled so hard that everyone flinched feeling a cold spine run through them. “Georgia Brooke” she replied in a shaky voice. “I, Jared Cameron, the Alpha of the blue moon pack, reject you, Georgia Brooke of the blue moon pack as my fated mate.." And that was it. Georgia felt a pain coursing through her body.

The bodyguards dragged me roughly out of the hospital and threw me into the cold mud outside. Heavy rain poured down, smashing against my twisted body. This was the most remote slum in Neopolis. Homeless people die on these streets every day. I struggled to open my eyes. Rain hit my eyelids, twisting everything in my vision into a blur. Facing death once again, my heart suddenly became calm. 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.

“It means someone knew your fate long before any of this happened.” I felt a strange heaviness settle inside me. My fate had been written before I even knew there was something wrong with it. “What else does the document say?” Adrian hesitated. “Your death was supposed to happen during the Moon Festival.” The room seemed to become quieter. That was exactly how I remembered the story. The Moon Festival was when Seraphina was supposed to die. “That hasn't happened yet,” I said. “No,” Adrian replied. “It hasn't.” I couldn't help wondering what that meant for everything else I remembered. If my death was still supposed to happen on the same night, then maybe changing small things wouldn't be eno

I walked towards him as he is seated majestically on his golden throne with his wizard Harrod standing next to him. Harrod makes all kinds of medicines and black magic for father. "Father, you sent for me." I say with a small bow. "Yes." He replies. "What is it father?." I asked politely. He faced Harrod and gestures at him to speak up. Harrod turned to me and bowed. " My prince, i'm afraid there's no cure for the king's deformed hand in this kingdom." He says. I glanced at father's left deformed arm and sighed. He always uses a golden glove to hide it.

“You know things changed today with the first kiss. Everything changed. Possibly even before that is when the shift really began.” “Why would you say that?” she asked. She didn’t think he knew how much it changed everything for her. If it changed for him as well, that was something else to think about. She didn’t know if she believed in fate or kismet, but if they both had major changes, that was saying something. It was possibly the cosmos itself trying to get them to be together. “Because the focus shifted.” He said. She looked at him with widened eyes. “You felt it too.”

But as he grew up, Xiaomi became a bit rude to her, or else he started trying to hide his feelings, which he would not let Ming know. He himself did not know how he became her enemy because of his unsaid feelings. But everything came to a halt when Xiaomi had to transfer to another city. She instantly turned into a quiet person, as he was no longer there to argue with her. However, fate had already planned something else for them. He returned as her boss, working for the publishing company. Yet he failed to win her heart. ................................................ Taking a step back, Cong Rong quickly came back to her senses when she noticed his annoyed gaze.