There Are Fates Worse Than Death Novels & Stories

After deciding, everyone split up to find materials to build a house. Waiting for everyone to leave, Marina now looks at the remaining debris of the house, she sits down on a tree that has fallen due to the rain storm, while looking at the burned house, she mutters: “ Is there such a coincidence in this world? A girl with the same name and face as me. And where is this? Cancal, a kingdom that I've never heard of, even when I went to school, the kingdom of Canal is not mentioned in the book. What about the other memory lines, the other girl too... Maybe... could that girl ever be my previous life? If not, how could there be such a coincidence?”

The enemy has been slain. "The black envelope I gave to you was called a death note. There are three types of a cause of death that you will be encountered," he was saying that's while raising his three fingers. He looks cute with that so I had to hold back a smile for him not to notice it while looking at him. Difficult but manageable. I guess, "the first one is the fated death means the human is fated to be death by the time being, in the short game over." he bored explained that somehow I understand. "The next one is the accidental death meaning they are not supposed to die but they have to, in order to balance the human world." This time he makes a serious face. "While the last one was t

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 fell on the bed, tears streaming down my face as Kai walked out leaving me in the room, suffocating under the weight of my choices. My mind raced with a mix of emotions, including the twisted desire to grab a knife and end his life. But then I paused, reflecting on the futility of it all; ‘Why trade my life for his by committing murder, when his time is already running out.’ I thought. No, I should be patient and let the inevitable happen – his death was a matter of time, and I just needed to wait. A fate worse than hell is what he deserved. I yearned for a place of even greater suffering, where he'd suffered ceaselessly. May he rot in an abyss of unrelenting agony, forever in a living nig

He is alarmed, and alarm in Fate is dangerous. “You feel it,” he continues. “Something is wrong.” I study him for a long moment before answering. “Yes.” The admission lands like a dropped stone in deep water. He stills. For the first time since arriving, his certainty wavers. “Then explain it,” he says. “Explain why the Weave has not corrected Death already. Explain why your hand has not fallen.” I turn my attention outward. Below us, existence unfolds as a living map. Luminous strands bend toward one another, separate, converge, break, and reform. Birth moves toward death. Choice ripples into consequence. Probability flows beneath everything like an invisible tide.

You wouldn't know their weak points nor where to hit. ‎ That must've been why Kael felt frustrated trying to trigger him. ‎ ‎Good job, Alyssa. You just had a near death experience but survived by turning in an application for becoming the amusement of a psychotic, sadistic barbarian who, turns out, is the head of one of the most dangerous organisation in the state and you might not even be able to make it to the end of year. ‎One wrong move and your head might be gifting space in all it's bloodied glory while you watch in high spirits.

it said, brutally squashing a full grown tree, as if to prove its point. "I do not know. I should fear you, but I feel only curiosity. Perhaps I am simply reconciled to my fate," she said with as close to a shrug as she could muster within her bounds. "None may know their fate, child. And none is ever reconciled to it. Even the fated calf bleats and cries before the axe falls." "Perhaps, but the calf looks forward to warm days and sweet fields and thus has something to lose. I have only hell to look forward to, should I be spared. Death is preferable."

“Isn’t it a beautiful day today? You know, I get your frustration, and if you don’t mind my forwardness, I’m assuming that a loved one is here at the hospital, correct?” She nodded her head. “I want to assure you that, you’re at one of the best hospitals in the country, and that the doctors here are going to do whatever they possibly can, alright?” She looked up at me sadly, her beautiful eyes bright with unshed tears. “What if their best isn’t good enough?” I smiled sadly. “Now, no negative thoughts, alright? Think positive.” ********

The exhaustion from the day's troubles was too much for his hypoglycemic system. Jason fiddled away with the envelope which slipped off his quivering hands. Losing his balance, Jason dropped to the marble floor with a loud thud, and everything blacked out. *** Song: Anna of the north (Lovers) 💔💔 You told me I would never see you walk away. Said you'd never break my heart Never leave me in the dark I guess there are just some promises we shouldn't make Shoulda knew from the start I'm in the dark Show a little loving

, he said as he sips more wine. “You see, he continued “if I don't present my wife at age 30, I will have to vacate this empire until I'm able to... However, anybody who does it first becomes the rightful owner”, now you see my fate, he said with every sense of remorse.