The Irony Of Fate 2 Novels & Stories

I said in a whisper. "It's alright. It's not your fault that you were kidnapped. My ideology about life is that sometimes, fate seems to be cruel and we could go through terrible experiences not knowing that fate is only trying to take us to our destiny. For example, looking at your kidnap incident, fate was seemingly cruel to you but it has indirectly dealt a heavy blow on Sophia who would likely spend a long time in jail," he said. His statement about fate being seemingly cruel to us but indirectly leading us to our destiny got me thinking that he is right.

At this time, Lina had returned home, she angrily went straight to her room when the sound of her parents talking caught her attention and stopped to listen even though her whole body was drenched. “ Baby, so we were right with that hypothesis, people have predestined fate and two people come together in this life because of the affection of their previous life.” “ That's right, now just need to verify with the device that the past life that you researched, our spiritual research can be said to be half successful.”

She was still hesitating. “I’ve never been this sure after 56 years. I've been waiting for this day to come.” He replied with confidence. Her brows wrinkled, “But it could hurt King so much. He will be in pain.” He peered his eyes at her, “Now your talking. You want the two young lovers to break up and this is the most valid reason.” She swallowed and her eyes blinked, “I can't imagine him being in so much pain.” He fixed a serious look at her eyes, “If this fact is true, they are committing unforgivable sin. Do you want to see their souls burn in hell?”

“What nonsense.. “ Georgia heard him hiss in danger as she wondered why he acted that way. She always wanted to meet her mate the moment she clocked eighteen but that never happened and she received multiple insults from home, but there he was holding her and she could feel the strong connection between them. Suddenly, everything made sense. The strong connection, the feeling of belonging, the rush of happiness. Jared was her mate. And she was his. She looked into his eyes, and she saw the same nothing but hatred

And when it meant the most. I didn’t know how to feel about him. He affected me in ways that I thought were long gone. It was frustrating. I barely even knew him! “The mating bond doesn’t regard the amount of time you know someone, Aure,” said Seraphina. “Fate is the most important thing when it comes to such a strong force of nature.” “But we rejected each other. I shouldn’t…I shouldn’t be feeling this way anymore.” Still, I couldn’t deny her truth. Colt still had this strange hold on me, stirring up feelings that I couldn’t explain or control.

It's Clint, and he looks about as happy about it as I feel. “Avery, don't say a word,” he growls. Yeah, I don't plan on it, bucko! What I am wondering is, why is fate so cruel? Rarely, have I been in a class with one of The Trio, yet now, the last half of my school day is consumed by them. I can't escape them! Why can't I escape them? *** “Our wills and fates do so contrary run, that our devices are overthrown; our thoughts are ours, their end none of our own.”

I nodded. She gasped dramatically. "Bitch, this is fate." I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, okay." "No, think about it," she said, waving her hands. "Mysterious hot guy keeps appearing in your life? That’s definitely a sign." "Or," I countered, "it’s just a coincidence." She scoffed. "Yeah fuck fate! I think Icarus is a better pair for you anyway." I threw a pillow at her. "You're impossible."

she whispered, her legs pushing backward, finding her way out of the room. “Lauren…please. This is not__,” “Oh darling, let her go. This is fate.” Fate, Lauren thought. Fate was cruel... meaningless. Fate didn't value love. Fate didn't value hard work. Fate made her this miserable. Fate would push her to her end.

He held me so tightly, promising, "I don't believe in fate. I only know that you are the love of my life." I had believed him. Every memory of our love felt vivid, still so close—yet now, he had abandoned me for another woman without a second thought. I didn't understand. Was fate truly something we couldn't fight? Had it really pulled him, irresistibly, into Grace's arms? My whole body ached, each breath felt like fire. I couldn't tell whether the pain came from the wound or from my heart. Darkness fell like a curtain. When I came to, I was lying in a hospital bed.

I was alone in that moment. I buried my face in my hands and let the tears fall freely. This wasn't a life. This wasn't a marriage. This was hell, dressed in luxury and fame, sealed with cold glanced and empty gestures. I would always be a girl from the lower class. I actually thought I could fit in, but tonight reminded me that in this world, I didn't matter. Not to them. Not even to him. The door opened slightly. I froze. Footsteps came softly across the floor, and from the shoe, I don't need to look to know who it was.