Twist Of Fate Destiny นิยาย & เรื่องราว

How cruel can fate be? ？

I placed my head on his chest, “it’s not fair that both of them will suffer.” He sighs heavily as he rubs my back, “but it their destiny, it will be what it need to be, they will suffer as they need to for it,” he moves me from his chest and smiles at me, “there destiny is sealed, we cannot change it, it will be as it should be in the end.” I pulled from him, “Whisper, she doesn’t deserve any further pain, suffering or anguish in her life, she deserves happiness, joy, peace and most of all love.”

The harder I pulled away, the tighter the bond seemed to snap back. Above, the sky was clear blue. Campus birds chirped from budding branches. But inside me, a storm still raged—not from the fight, but from something deeper. A sign. In the pounding of my pulse, beneath my bones, and in an ancient voice older than human memory—I heard the whisper of fate. Mate instincts. Destiny. The blood of Celestia demanding the fulfillment of a curse long sealed. And I still didn’t know who was meant to answer that call—Xander, Enzo... or me, choosing my own path between two biting destinies.

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.

Tenley’s expression oscillates between sheer delight and momentary sadness, her head shaking as she averts her gaze, before her happiness returns. Embracing Tenley, I whisper, “It’ll happen when you least expect it.” Her grip tightens around me, as if seeking solace in my embrace. As I held her, I reflect on my journey, the days when I had called my car home. And told her how finding love was far from anything I was thinking about at the time. But life had a way of surprising us, of weaving unexpected connections when we least expected them. I urged Tenley to push those nagging thoughts out of her mind, to focus on living her life to the fullest. The world was vast and unpredictable, and whe

The repercussions of crafting an intricate series of lies about my identity were far more severe than expected. The first deception regarding my background created discord within the office, and my fear of being discovered kept me silent. However, truth inevitably comes to light despite how elaborate the secrets and deceptions are. The burden of my concealed realities now bears down on me, as the exposure of my dishonesty triggers a series of events that could alter the course of my entire existence. "Marry me or get fired!" His harsh and uncompromising tone pierced through the air, ensnarling me with his gaze. His rebellious grin leaves me bewildered by a choice that could bind my destiny t

I will continue to record the flow of time. No one can escape fate and destiny. What am I? I am two sides of the same coin. I am the Original. I am Fate and I am Destiny. If you want to put it in simple terms. Spear of Destiny, Hand of Fate, any of these ring a bell? All are me. Beginning and End, Alpha and Omega, all these things they stupidly assign to one who has no name. All are me.

You choose your fate. Don’t you see, Rose? Every single life on this planet, human or shifter, has a fate out there for them. The fated path can change depending on your individual desires and free will, but each choice has its own path. Our destines are intertwined with each other in a complex labyrinth; the interweaving threads of the embroidered tapestry of life. No one born of this world is completely devoid of their fate. Everyone possesses both fate and free will, but free will will only get you so far, and you are no exception to that rule. Even a choice to remove yourself from this world and your possible fate, has its own destiny in the afterlife. Do you understand, Rose?”

He was attractive, well-off, and charismatic. As he parked his car in the parking lot, he ushered her in front of him taking a glance at her legs. He imagined how she would feel in his arms lying close to him. She was young and petite. He could groom her into the woman he wanted her to be. As they settled in at a far corner away from the drowning noise of the music, he quickly held her hands in his softly. She tried to pull her hands away but he held on to them with determination. He knew there was no rule as to where to start. He was just going to express how he feels holding nothing back in the hopes that she would yield to his request. Sandra, he started, I can't stop thinking about you s

Nothing will go wrong after this fake session. Unfortunately, she didn’t know that her spontaneous action would be leading her into another disaster afterwards.