Twisting Fate Novels & Stories

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

It was like she was a lioness staring at her prey and I was the prey. One of the outfits she actually walked up to me, trailing her fingertips along the deep v-cut neckline. It made my breath hitch and run ragged as her other hand traced my core through the see-through lacey fabric. She abruptly pulled her hands from me, giggling as my body shuddered from her lack of touch.

It was depressing but also sort of romantic in a morbid kind of way. I glanced back at the man sitting at the table across from me. I can't imagine being linked with him forever. I really hope fate knows what it's doing, giving me this man as my soul mate. “Yes, I will be friends with your twin sister. It is fated.” He scowls at me. “You aren't even a Shifter, why would fate want you to be friends with my sister?” Now it’s my turn to scowl back at him. “What does that have to do with anything? Everyone has a fate Mr Kane, regardless of the circumstances of their birth. When I look at someone, I see the threads of their fate, not their species.”

~ Deception can only (exist) last for so long ~ Tied by Fate Destined to fall many eons ago Only to repeat once more, leaving an uneasy land and it's shadow to wallow in despair. One born from a thief One who's lineage was stolen from birth Conflicted souls that would always cross the other's path Star-Crossed Souls whose paths were now twisted through deceitful hands Only one thing can declare the outcome One cannot survive without the other Only when the thief falls shall peace reign once more

“You both are fated to be, even in the next universe your souls will still find their way to each other. I know people think Amir is radical but he is the Moon Goddess's favorite. She made him powerful because you both can single-handedly shift the nook of time. Which means she wants you to create progressing laws that abide and align with her love for all kinds of people. It means she made your fate twisted so you can change the imbalance destroying the children she made with the purest of her love. Do you understand me, Alpha?” “This is… I, myself have been the answers I was seeking for.” “It took me long enough to understand your fate as well. It was all complicated and exuding bad omens

FURY. It surged through her veins like wildfire racing over parched ground, hot enough to burn away every trembling thought. Her breath hitched, her vision narrowed, and the world became nothing but him. Cian’s sneer, his hand digging into her waist, the cold certainty in his eyes that she would break.

"How? She can't hear me anymore, I can't see her anymore. How will they forgive me if I am the reason why they're not here? I hate myself more." "No one is going to ask for forgiveness because no one did wrong. They will never forgive you because there's nothing to be sorry about in the first place, Ajax!" Ysmael yelled. "It's been decade! Everyone changed! Everyone moved on! Everyone accepted what happened! We did, you should too.." his voice is now pleading with his friend. "Ysmael.. I hate myself.." "Hate the curse Ajax, not yourself." Ysmael patted his back but Ajax shed no tears.

My father says angrily. Theo looks at him to test his next move. “Father, let’s think rationally.” I turned to Theo. “What if she does not agree? What if she already has a fated mate?” “She’s not marked or claimed. She has to agree. It’s a part of the treaty. Luckily for her, I don’t have a fated so it’ll work out.” “What do you mean you don’t have a fated?” I asked.

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.

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