Twist Of Fate Destiny の小説・ストーリー

She told her mom to calm down and hurriedly carries her bag. "I'm really in an hurry now,let's meets again another day when our destiny drags us together again,not by chance but by destiny." Tiara hurriedly leaves the place. Thomas stares at the door picturing her leaving the hall over and over again. This time she left,without dropping her number,she is hoping that destiny brings them together. Thomas felt like telling her that they will never meet again because of her stupid hopes on destiny and fate.

Her fingers are shaking beneath the wide long sleeves of her white robe. “Do you understand the responsibilities as the wielder of strings bear?” “Let people meet their loved ones.” I immediately answered. She smiled and the air around her flutter. “Yes, and other things too.” She took one tainted with black string and offered it to me. “Strings are the foundation of Fate in this world. People can’t change nor alter what they’re destiny is, even when they try numerous ways to change their path. If Fate decides you will die today, you will die. But you, my mistress, has the power to change other people’s fates in your hands -”

excited Elena rushed to the door to see what Rob had gotten for her. She opened the door with excitement which quickly changed to confusion. All she could see was Rob standing in front of her drunk and shirtless "Uhm uncle what did you get for me?" She asked. Rob gave her no response and just stared at her body. uncomfortable with the way he looked at her she tried to close the door but Rob held the door open and forced his way into her room "I want you, Elena, I want you" he said drunkenly. "Elena, Elena... where are you?" she heard Britney call out. "Oh no, that must be aunt, She's back. You need to go please." shivering she sat on the bed as Rob made his way out. "ELENA!!" Britney yelled

Enough of her , let's discuss more about the fates. Aurora already knew about the fates and she knows they exist because she had a confirmation about their existence in her dreams, at first all she heard were stories about them while she was travelling around. Once she even tried to find a way to seek for their assistance to find her origin but then she got to learn you can't really seek them out. They're literally the creatures who spin the threads of human destiny. Their names are Clotho (Spinner), Lachesis (Allotter), and Atropos (Inflexible).

I love Melanie's rough side, but Shawn is so gentle and each caress was filled with love and compassion. Each stroke left a fire in it's wake, spreading until I felt like I'd combust from the inside. Each kiss felt like I was being cast under her spell, leaving me wanting more, but she isn't mine to take more than what's offered. I love Melanie in more ways I can explain, but a piece of me will always love Shawn and crave her next caress. I know Melanie feels the same for Beth, just by how she's holding her, broken while her wife lays in a deep slumber.

I wake up every morning and the fire intensifies each passing day and no matter how hot it is I don’t seem to at least perish and die. I keep waking up to same routine and there’s nothing much I can do to help myself…I had tried before but it only got worse. I feel like this is my judgement however it is unfair. I have always lived my life right, follow the rules and be a good girl then why am I here? Why am I facing so much with no hope of recovery? Doesn’t the almighty see my misfortune and how much I want out? They indeed said “maybe he want us to meet a few wrong people so that when we finally meet the right person we will know how to be grateful for that gift…”

the triplet yelled out in surprise, looking at one another before laughing out loud, clutching their stomach in laughter. "It was impossible for him to find his mate because, one, it's never written in his destiny," Destiny smiled widely, "Two, even though if destiny was tampered with, it is not yet time," Time added, playing with his hem, "and third, if he ever found his mate, I would have known because I'm the one who brings souls together and I would have to congratulate him." Fate concluded.

In those few weeks, I saw how easy life could be when you can get what you want without begging for it. I knew this decision would change the way I perceived my future, but sometimes there are moments in life that we cannot control. Maybe they were meant to happen. Just like this one. I held the pen he left behind for me, clicking it slowly as I sat in silence. My fingers trembled a little. I closed my eyes and let out a deep breath before doing what had already taken over my mind. One stroke of ink that would change the course of my fate. I signed.

“..is the Curse of the First Luna.” My blood ran cold. “What curse?” Rowan closed his eyes for a second, like he was choosing his words carefully. “It’s a curse given only to those who rewrite destiny. Those who change a fate that wasn’t meant to be changed.” “What does that mean?” I whispered, my throat suddenly dry. “It means,” Rowan said quietly, “that every time you disrupt destiny’s path… something takes a piece of your soul.” I stared at the mark, my chest tightening. “So I’m cursed?”

“Do everything. Bind it. Twist it. Break it if you must.” The witch’s smile widened, slow, cruel, pleased. “So be it, Luna of Moon Titan.” The circle flared violently. “I will bend the threads,” the witch whispered and leaned closer, her breath cold against Celeste’s ear. “But know this, Luna Celeste, fate always rises again… and it never forgets.” The flames died. The circle went dark. And Celeste stood alone once more, clutching the broken pendant. “If fate stands in my way,” Celeste murmured. “I will break it.”