Threads Of Fate Novels & Stories

"I can feel it clearly." "Then touch it," he says. I reach. The distance is real this time in a way it was not with the council member's wrist. That was twenty feet across a room where I could see him and the thread was visible and near. This is half a city away through walls and streets and thousands of lives I am passing through to get there. But I am the Goddess of Fate. The threads of this city are mine. Not to control. Not to manage. But they know me the way the palace threads know me, the way Senna's thread knows me, the way the guard's thread knew me when I touched it for the first time.

She had managed to avoid the poisonous family for six whole years and now here they all were, swarming into her life all over again like evil bees… or even worse, locusts. All the walls she had built up all these years was suddenly crumpling down, and fast… and by no other than the devil herself. She had always hated Thelma but it was just a common dislike— the kind that was enough to make you stand the person even if they were being very annoying… but today the hatred she felt was just unexplainable… much more intense. The two women started walking towards the trio. A curious Kayla poked her head from her hiding spot behind her mum and once again, Lisa was astounded. She really couldn’t bel

1 Focus Winter. He doesn't love you. He is a jerk here. Slowly his hands start to play with my blouse thread, and all of a sudden, his warm hand touches my bareback. And I feel something in the pit of my stomach. This is so foreign feeling to me.

Cupid asked, "They are a very important branch of Hades Inc." June nodded, "Yeah, I read about them on the pamphlet, you guys have me." The Fates were a group of three sisters who were weaving goddesses. One sister weaved the thread of life, another sister measured the amount of time the human lived and the last sister cut the thread off with her shears. "The Fates sometimes uses the same thread for different people's lives henceforth reincarnation became a thing," Cupid said, "So, all the June Wengs whose lives you changed are all you somehow."

“From this day forth you three will be known as the Moirai, the keeper of Fate.” His eyes look at all of us one at a time. “Clotho will spin out the thread of fate for each creature born. Lachesis will dispense each creature's fate including the events and actions that shape their lives. And my eldest Atropos, you shall cut the thread that will end each creature's life once their fate has reached its end. This burden is yours to bear until the end of the Realms your Aunt has created.” With that he disappears with a flash of lightning. Leaving the three of us alone once more in the space between the newly formed Realms.

“I-... that’s… how…” The Luna chuckles and pats my hand. “It’s alright, Zara. Yes. The Fates are real and yeah, what they did was kinda gross, but totally worth it. Everything happens for a reason. Look at me now. Exactly where I need to be. Would you like to see your thread?” My mouth drops open and I try to find words. “Y-yuh… uh… I mean. Yes. I would love to see that.” The Luna reaches up and removes her eye patch. She turns it over and opens a compartment hidden on the inside. She slides the compartment open and pulls out a thin piece of gold filament. It is about four feet long and glitters in the room's lamplight.

Being different is a blessing and a curse, and they were part of my Twisted Fate. “Mom!” Orion called me while running in my direction. He’s six now and Radian would be turning five. “They're here!” He said and held my hand. He pulled me to the field and saw the Alphas with their wives. It’s been five years since that day, and we kept the alliance. “I must say welcome,” I said and smiled. “You are late, Miradel.” And she appeared next to me. “Your, I have been here before them.” She denied, “Right, Orion?”

“Only time will tell. Whatever you do, trust in Shadow. He will be more reasonable that the human.” “Moon Goddess, I do not understand.” I panicked when everything around me began to vanish. “Call me Selene, child,” she smiled. “But?” I cried as I felt something in my chest. A heart beat. "What is happening? Who is Shadow? What am I to do?" “Trust in the bond. Shadow and Light must align. Light will guide you. Stay strong, Alpha Agatha.” she smiled and disappeared. ***** I opened my eyes slowly and saw the small fire. I clutched at my chest and felt the beating of my heart.

The kind of hate that she is afraid of, The kind of Hate that could burn her alive, The kind of hate that she can’t face, The kind of hate that could snatch her everything, and it did. Right at that moment, one of them knew this hatred was going to change their fate in a way that none of them had ever expected. The hate had twisted their fate, before any one of them could fight for it.

I’m supposed to be wearing a white canvas but didn’t have much money to spare on a single pair of shoes. I grabbed my towel and head to the bathroom. Starting a quick shower and going to brush my teeth and fix my hair. My name is Afraah, I’m fair in complexion, I’m five feet two inches, my lips are thick and pink, I have a pointed nose, brown eyes and I’m quite slim. I live with my stepmother who has three children and my younger brother Khalil who is a fourth-stage cancer patient. My mom died when I was five years old while my dad passed away two years ago. My family isn’t rich which makes it very difficult to provide Khalil with the necessary things he needs.