Twist Of Fate Novels & Stories

“You haven’t heard it yet.” “I don’t care.” The witch turned to Kian. “Then he’ll pay it for you.” “What?” Ava stepped forward. The witch held up a hand. “He carries the fire rune. Ancient. Rare. With it, I can reweave the threads of fate—to bind your place in the Trials.” Kian’s face darkened. “What happens if you take it?” “You survive. He forgets.” Ava blinked. “Forgets… me?” The witch nodded. “Every moment. Every touch. Every feeling.”

She awakened something far stronger, and even rarer- the gift of Fate. The gift of Fate is a rare gift, one that is hardly ever found in the kingdom of magic. Even ancient witches and wizards were not as scarce as the gift of Fate. Fate encapsulated time, space and people. It affected all entities, be it living or non-living, sentient or not. Fate is absolute. Ultimate. Final.

Everything still looked hopelessly mixed together. Then something caught my attention—a strange, ugly thread appeared among the others. It was dark and messy, tangled into violet, deadly knots. It didn’t feel like it belonged in this world at all. It looked forced, as if someone had tried—and failed—to mimic the true pattern of the goddess of fate, twisting it into something evil, sinful, and corrupt. And it was wrapped around the witch’s pale wrist. There it is. I finally found it. I snapped my eyes open, holding onto that strange pull of fate with everything I had. I couldn’t afford to lose it now. All I needed was the right moment—just one opening—to take hold of the witch’s thread and se

They were never meant for you, but you didn't know that. The final twist of the prophesy looms huge like a ticking time bomb. The twins, the pack's future, are the ultimate prize; only one person can govern them, and that choice now rests with the most unexpected person.

None said a word, as I reached to unveil the face, my hands began to shiver, I felt like my world was turning upside down, it was like the whole universe shut down. "Don’t!" He said and I tremble, I gulped looking down at the body, I can’t do this, but I have to do this. I have to know whose body is. My mind tells me it’s Khalil but my heart tells me it’s not. I let out a breath and reached to unveil it but one of the men held my hand "Don’t!" He said "I have to, I have to know whose body it is." "I’m sorry miss but I can’t let you."

' Cirrus growled irritably inside me. Calm the fucking down, Cirrus. We're not going to mess this opportunity up! We will let this human know what the word 'defeat' tastes like! I pacified him. 'You better be or I'll take control of everything if you fail to do so! I would love to tear his limbs apart!' Cirrus growled at me dangerously.

“I never met them.” “Jolie was right,” he says. “The Fates really are fucking twisted.” “What are The Fates?” “You don’t know…no, of course you don’t…they are the forces used by the Moon Goddess to shape events so we can fulfil our destinies, among other things.” “Like the Greek myths?” “Ours are real,” he says, staring at me with worry in his eyes, then just sighed. “Do you want to go upstairs and get cleaned up?”

Noah pecked his nose. Just then they laughed as Benjamin's stomach grumbled. "Come lets eat. And then i will make sure to wreck this cottage at every surface". Noah winked pulling him into his arms. "I will be waiting". Benjamin winked too. Yes... It was their beginning of a new life. Happy. Wild. Full of love. And yes lots of poundings... This was their Fate that they wrote... ---- Tabby

I could tell that she was unsure how he would react, knowing that she’d been forced to keep shit from him. It surprised her when he kissed her temple and promised her that he wasn’t upset. Her shoulders relaxed as if he’d helped take off some of the weight that she was carrying around. “Fate is a complicated thing and something that affects everyone in different ways. Imagine a complicated game of Chess. Moves that appear to be inconsequential can actually cause a ripple effect that leads to winning or losing the game. Choices, decisions, and actions from us and others have led us to this point in time. Fate is known for its long game. As such, the game began generations ago. I knew that our

The phone recklessly dropped out of my hand when one of them yanked the door open and dragged me into their van with brute force. The cult members' van sped off into the distance when they all entered, its tires screeching as it vanished into the night. The acting leader's eyes sparkled with malevolent glee, his gaze twitching with recognition as a sly smirk spread across his face, reveling in his newfound secret, "Sophia?!" He called, roaming his eyes over my body. I also recognized him as the deceased twin best friend, Snake. I wasn't surprised that he was the one controlling the gang for the main time because he has been in the game for so long. .