The Roundabout Way Of Fate Novels & Stories

Lourain frowned and said, "This will be troublesome." The rules of the Path of Fate were quite simple. The challengers needed to walk from the start of the Path of Fate and reach the end of it. However, the moment they stepped on the Path of Fate, they would be pushed down by the natural laws. The further they went, the higher the pressure would be.

I leaned back and crossed my arms. "Go ahead. Tell me what should we do to match them up. We just can't depend on fate, can we?" "If we rely on that so-called fate, your uncle will get white hair before he gets married. So no, we will be doing it in our own. Like they say, if you want something to happen, don't wait for the pieces to fall into their places because it would take time. Move them and see what happens after. If it won't do, then try again. If you'd get tired, then that is the time that you would just need to leave the situation to fate. As easy as that."

She sighs and shakes her head, "There are millions upon billions of ways that the future may lead out. Every little decision makes a different outcome. What you need, dear king, is to know which choices and compromises you need to make for the best outcome." I clench my teeth together, this woman and her riddles. "How do you suppose we talk to the sisters of fate?" I ask aporetic of her words. "We'll need thread; the book of fate, which is in my cottage and a lake." She says listing everything she needs. "How do I know I can trust you?" I ask, barely believing a word.

Her eyes moved across the group, keeping them all in rapt attention. "The time has come," Luna announced, her voice ringing across the clearing. "The path of fate is in motion." Ethan, Gabriel, and Amelia exchanged perplexed stares. What did this mean? Was the decision Ethan made the correct one? Luna extended her palm, and a shimmering light enveloped the three of them, linking their destiny in an unbreakable tie. "The three of you are now bound by the strands of fate. The decisions you make will define the future not only for yourself but for the whole pack."

As they contemplated their next move, uncertainty and determination wrestled within them. The path ahead was treacherous, filled with rival packs and adversaries seeking the same prize. But this figure was no stranger to ruthless ambition; they had clawed their way to the top, always yearning for more. The moonlight cast eerie shadows across the figure's face, a testament to the darkness that resided within. They knew the consequences of failure, and the price of victory was equally steep. A sense of impending destiny hung heavy in the air, as if the very fabric of the night was woven with threads of fate. The figure stood at the precipice, torn between the allure of power and the uncertaint

Will fate favor us this time around? I may not know any of that because nobody can really tell the ways of fate. Fate is like a mystery, and I am a walking testimony to that. I could never, in a million years, envision myself in this situation, but look at me now. Fate! Ooh, fate! But all in all, I am so back in Ray’s life, the only man I have ever loved, the father to my child, and the only man that I still want among millions out there. If fate does not right this once again, then have you heard of changing fate? Yeah, because I believe this is a positive, promising chance that would not have presented itself if we were not meant to be, and that is the hope and faith that I am carrying wit

He swooshed behind Juste as he explained to him of his plan. “Juste, let’s run around the rabid eater, you and me moving in the opposite direction.” “What? Why, what for?” Maxill squinted his eyes and let out a smirk. “We need to let the mighty fall.” The rabid eater plant then hurried forward to Juste and Maxill’s direction. The bloodhunt and the fellhound started to act upon their plan. Maxill moved clockwise, while Juste moved counterclockwise as they encircle the rabid plant.

He then pulled the three-legged stools and sat before him. “Listen here, Chad, the new moon festival is almost here with us. I am sure that you know everything that always happens on that day. I have tried my level best learning how to defeat Angelo, but my efforts are becoming futile. You are the only one who can help us,” Alpha Zavier asked. “How Alpha? I have been in the dark for as long as I remember, I am emaciated, how can I be of help to you?” Chad struggled to say.

she replied. Helpful. Selene laughed in my mind. “I’m sorry my messages are sometimes vague, Avelina. I am limited on how much I can tell you without disrupting the order of the universe and causing problems for the Fates.” “The Fates?” “Yes, my daughter. The Fates ensure the world carries on as it should, that people are in the right places at the right time, that people die when they are supposed to and live when they should. Not all future events are set in stone, some can be influenced. The events that can be influenced are easier for me to discuss with you as the choice is ultimately yours. Events that can’t be changed and have to happen in a specific way are harder.”

I take a sip of my tea, "it is what it is, we cannot question our fate or destiny we can only complete our journey's the best we can." They both look at me and I chuckle, "I have no feelings towards either of these two," I arch a brow, "yet." I lower my cup, "if I do not chose either of them tomorrow night, then they have no reason to kill one another." I look out the window, "perhaps they should learn that it's not only fate or destiny that determines someone’s worth to them, they need to put forth effort in winning me over," I take another sip of tea just staring out at the brightness of the morning sun. "This Alpha Drake, he has loved before deeply and has been hurt twice as deep as hi