Sister Fate Novels & Stories

"I have no idea why this happened. But, I want to help you. I'm sick of watching you suffer as a result of Hera's curse. We have to find a way" Arok embraced me firmly and I stared at him, warily. "I'm really glad you're back, Altan" he said with a warm smile on his face. ... UNKNOWN "What do you want, child?" I knelt before the woman who was standing in front of me, dressed in a black dress. Her face was devoid of makeup but, just like the rumours, there was something strange about her eyes. They seemed to be filled with a black void. In her irises, one could see how this void moved like it could actually breathe. I had done everything I could, just to find this woman. She was not an ordina

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.

Dear readers, In a world where love is tangled with betrayal and vengeance, every choice carries a scar. As you uncover the secrets behind Fated to the Alpha Who Killed My Sister, your voice matters more than you know. After reading, please share your thoughts. I’d truly love to hear what you feel. 🖤

And my delivery had been harder, lonelier, crueler. Now, everything was different. Now, I had a husband who stayed. A husband who cared. Lucien offered me water, tilting the cup gently to my lips. My voice came out unsteady when I finally asked, “How’s my sister? Was she still here?” I wasn’t worried for her, not truly. It was just a bad feeling gnawing at me. Lila always carried misfortune like a shadow. Lucien lowered his gaze. “I didn’t want to tell you right away. I wanted you to rest. But… right after you gave birth, I heard. Your sister had a miscarriage.”

Our sister who everyone believed died that unfortunate night sixteen years ago. But there was a part of me, a part of Alexander and Arnold that also believed she didn't die that night. We had no fucking idea what happened that night sixteen years ago when Eric fucking Blackthorn took her, and what had led to the deaths of our mother Cora, and father, including everyone that was there that night. But one thing I knew, our sister couldn't have just died. She wasn't just a part witch and wolf, she was very much more special. The center of our entire existence. The goddess-chosen wolf and the one the words on the Supreme stones in the fortress spoke about. The one who was destined to save us all

Her mother cried. Crystal shook her head. "No, mom !! Please don't cry. I am alright. I will make everything good. Ok, just get healthy fast, ok. Don't you be angry with me, mom? I...I..killed S..sis--" "Shh" Her mother wiped her tears. "It's not your fault, my baby. It was never your fault. It was no one's fault. It was just fate. YOur sister and your father had to go a little early. Don't worry, baby. I will be there for you always. I am here for you. I will take care of everything now. Ok! Shh"

The Goddess returned to the stream with a knowing smile while waiting for me to process her words. “How can I accept him if I am dead? Doesn’t that defeat the purpose?” “You accepted my sister in your death?” “That also confuses me.” I had to take advantage of this opportunity. “Who or what is Dark Sister?” [REMINDER THAT THIS IS COPYRIGHTED PROPERTY OF T.MURPHY/2025. IF FOUND UNDER ANY OTHER NAME THEN: TMURPHY202, PLEASE REPORT IT AS STOLEN]

she asked. I shrugged, “I was going to run away, but here we are wound up on the wrong island” Kira smiled, “FateFate is a funny thing isn't it, one minute we make plans the next those plans are dead in the water, my sister and I planned to run away from home too, come to the big city and find jobs” she started.

I know who is behind that door, but I have no right to go and see her. Fate, the sister of Karma and Odessa. My pops and mom tortured her personally for years. Nearly thirty mortal years she has been here, but thirty mortal years is an eternity as time moves differently here. A day here is the same as six months to the surface. Or something like that. I never truly understood the premise of time. We leave the prison and walk towards the palace. The vibrations from the footfalls pounds the red dirt as we enter the palace. I don’t stop, we just keep moving forward. Everyone is silent as I try to think of a plan. I need to meet mom who said she would meet me here, and she hasn’t. So much for he

Afraid she might never have a chance at independence. Silence enveloped them both. Even the constant click sound from Jason's laptop wasn't heard, he was listening and Stan hated the fact, so he drew closer to whisper to Sophia and probably infuriate Jason. "You might. It's fifty-fifty now, but I promise you we will try hard You and me. Okay?." She nodded in affirmation but with less enthusiasm, Stan was sure he heard someone scoff from afar. That night Sophia lay on her bed and thought about her life and everything that had happened and even where it was headed. She wasn't sure yet where fate was leading her. But she wasn't in a rush.