Visual Novel Fate Novels & Stories

The image of Aurelia pinned underneath a massive wolf, all defenseless, injured and broken, her cold skin and her tear-stained face… the emptiness in her eyes. I wanted blood. I wanted to paint the fucking sky red and avenge her. But Ysara stopped us. Told us all shit about fate and whatnot. I didn’t care. I just wanted to avenge my mate. But when she told us that she was broken, that she had a plan to fix her… I had trusted her. After all, it was Ysara. And if there was anyone I could trust with my mate’s life, it was her and her alone.

It feels terrifying and oddly romantic. I peel my gaze from him. Don't look at him. If you look at him, you’ll remember the way his hands felt, and then you’ll forget the 'safety pin' thing again. Stay focused, Jade. Lives are at stake. Your soul is at stake. This lamb is actually delicious. “You're remarkably quiet,” Zayn notes, swirling a dark red wine in his glass. “Hard to talk when I'm busy wondering if the lights are still on at Zenovar,” I retort, my sarcasm acting as my only defense.

Some threads of fate are knotted too tightly to ever be cut. Kimberly had found me again. In this life, in this fortress of love and power, she had slithered in. She tried to finish the job. The method was different this time, a blow to the head instead of a knife to the belly, but the intent was identical. Erase me.

The alpha's grinned widened, "precisely." "That's impossible. Fate gives you one person you're mated to. Or destined to be with. This can't happen. " The alpha shrugged again, a gold coin spinning easily between his knuckles. "Fate fucked up."

Regret that the person your soul and wolf is bound to forever is not the right kind of person for you. People forget that Fate doesn’t plan for everyone to have a happy ever after. Fate is not a fairy godmother granting wishes. Some people have to suffer to make the greater plans of the world move. You can’t make everyone happy. So some people, like my poor sister Pen, must be mated to the sadistic bullies of the world because Fate has a higher plan than her daily life.

She tried to understand, but she couldn't. The image of the table was beginning to fade, the woman in red was slowly receding into the recesses of her mind. It was in that last brief image of the Fates that Ellie saw the Dark Fate advance on the woman in red and grasp her neck with his hand, a black smoke-like substance wafting around her dress as she gasped up into the hidden eyes of the Dark Fate. Finally, Ellie understood. The Fates were at war.

Choice asked her sister Destiny who was busy writing the FATE MANUSCRIPT Destiny didn’t respond at all, which made Choice quite anxious. She snatched the FATE MANUSCRIPT, from her hands saying, “You can work on it later, sister. First you answer me.” Snatching the MANUSCRIPT back from her, Destiny glared at her, responding in a low inaudible tone, making Choice glued to her spot, “Whatever she would ask, is fated to wreak havoc in their lives.”

"You realising you've been mates all along. You wondering what you're going to do next." "You're a real bitch, aren't you?" Fate chuckled. "I'm here to give you some advice, actually." Shaking my head at him, I step back to the window, looking out to the snow covered courtyard. Fate doesn't simply give advice. Everything he does it to benefit him, and I'm not about to take anything into consideration until I know why. "I don't need your advice-" "Yes, you do," he snaps, and a flicker of fire seems to dance across his gaze. "Do you know what's going to happen to her after this? What you're going to do?"

I grab ahold of one of Kenji’s arms, as Levi grabs the other, preventing him from attacking the Fates. Fur begins to sprout on his arms beneath my hold, the sound of his bones breaking and rearranging filling the small room as he gets harder to hold in place with each passing second. While I am all for killing the Fates for what they have just done, I am not foolish enough to believe that I would stand a chance. And neither does Kenji. Which would normally not be my problem, but if Jamari returned to find her Lycan mate killed for attacking the Fates, she would be heartbroken and I couldn’t stand that.

Fate Fighters ‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍The birth of change CHAPTER 1 Fang city_ The capital of the vampire Empire. "Run call for the physician" the chief maid who had just ran into the queen's room shouted. A maid had suddenly screamed from Zara's hall_ the queen's chamber, others came rushing in, only to meet their Queen Struggling with her breath, while gasping for air.