Threads Of Fate Novels & Stories

"Oh Great King, Son of the Great Mother who watches from her silver throne, behold the tapestry torn and the threads bleeding light into darkness. Four pillars hold the sky. Four kings walk the earth with crowns forged in starfire. Four sons blessed by the Great Mother's light yet cursed to wander in shadow. In the time before time, a great tree grew in the celestial garden. Its roots drank from the river of fate, its branches held the threads of destiny, but jealous hands took axe to trunk and envious hearts poisoned its roots. The tree fell, and with it, the threads scattered like leaves in storm. Four threads were cut, four souls scattered across the void, and the Great Mother wept until

The alpha's grinned widened, "precisely." "That's impossible. Fate gives you one person you're mated to. Or destined to be with. This can't happen. " The alpha shrugged again, a gold coin spinning easily between his knuckles. "Fate fucked up."

"Who are you?" The lady smiled. "My name is Maureen Moore." *** Anticipate. Title: Thralldom Tamara and setel are twins borne of the outcast clan. They survived beyond the pastures of the moire clan at the time when the kingdoms of Arisee and Izha stood against their brother clan Adar the re-known outcast clan. A festive day out in the thick bushes playing a hide and seek game with her brother's friends, Tamara is captured and kidnapped by the Arisee vigilante soldiers who traveled beyond their border in search of slaves believed to be Adar survivors who had dwelled far away from their oppressors.

He always uses a golden glove to hide it. "What do we do father?.." I asked. "Her blood can make the king immortal." Harrod answers. "Who?." "King Gerald's daughter." Father replies. "So?." "Get me her blood or I'll take away your right as the prince!." Father says with a serious look. I sigh and nod affirmatively. "No worries. Where is she?." I speak through gritted teeth. I'll do anything when it comes to having the throne!!. SAGE ACADEMY

Goddess Maia tried to console the woman beside her by hugging her. “No, I saw the thread of that timeline has disintegrated; all life on that line has ceased to exist, and I was the cause. I was trying to find a way to go into the past and meet you all. Before you all ascended, I was young and foolhardy. I wish I had never found my Father’s notes on time travel. It was written that a nexus chosen was to never leave the timeline; if it does, then the timeline will begin to decay; if they die before their time and another nexus chosen is not assigned to the timeline, it will decay. I didn’t think I was the nexus chosen, and I caused the decay of my timeline when I left. I caused the destructio

They smoked and singed, but remained undamaged once the light had vanished. Chris laughed. "The power of a mere goddess cannot resist the strings of fate! All are bound by it, and I can now reshape it!" The threads dragged me in front of Chris. He reached out and caressed my face. I recoiled, trying to move my head away from him, but the threads held me in place. "You should have just accepted my offer when you had the chance," Chris sneered. "It would have been so much less painful for you." He brandished the silver dagger, still wreathed in black and violet flames. The threads of fate clung to it, leeching off the blood that stained the blade.

Chapter 20: The Threads of Fate ARIA POV I ran my fingertips over the spot on my arm, feeling a little heat. I felt the weight of the secrets that each swirl of the complex pattern spoke, but I was unable to comprehend them. I was still plagued by the enigmatic warnings from the Moon Goddess and the vivid memories of the ambush. And now that Veyron's name was involved, I felt as if the strands of fate were drawing me closer to something that I couldn't avoid.

I immediately whirled in time for it not to hit me, the driver just sped off, dick! I fixed my earphones and tucked my phone in my pocket, I have a thing with cars for sure. Just as I thought about that, Siyabonga popped in my mind, I groaned as I thought how we had met, how he almost ran me over and now some dick didn't even stop to see if I was okay, at least he had stopped. Maybe it was fate but why hasn't he called if it's fate. I remembered him asking me if I believed in Fate.

Aria noticed a red thread of fate in her pinky finger, binding her to Cain's wolf and a black thread of fate, stained with blood, binding her wolf with Kael's wolf. "Snow!" she whispered. "Light and darkness can't work together. The moon goddess knows what she is doing. You have to remember how hurt we felt." she said, raising her pinky finger so Snow could see. Snow whimpered softly, staring back and forth between her black thread of fate and Aria's red thread. "But I want Kael."