Novel & Cerita What Lurks Between The Fates

With that knowledge about the time the Gods would want to one day come down from Olympus and be amongst the mortals and something strange would happen to those that did. Atropos being the oldest sister that seen their future, her black iris nearly matching her dark skin tone. Decided to speak with Lachesis and Clotho, pulling them aside and out of earshot from the others. She wanted to discuss this and about a plan for when this transgression was to take place. The Fates decided to open up a college, in a place just outside of a bustling city. This would be the place that each and every one of them could mix and mingle with those of the land. With their plan in place, they started to wait ou

"I will be back with food in an hour after you have gotten cleaned up." She vanished from sight before they could respond. "Anyone else find it curious that she is the only one we have seen?" Nurlan asked. "It is curious, but what about the land of magic has been normal?" Aurora countered. "The Fates can be invisible and go between places in an instant. They may be watching us even now." Brinn told them. The rest looked around warily. It was like ghosts had now suddenly surrounded them. "Let's get cleaned up." Aurora ignored the chill that ran down her spine. They all hurried to change.

Elara’s breathing evened out slowly, her small frame relaxing into sleep. Aurora lingered a moment longer, her eyes drifting once again to the corner. Nothing. Only shadows. She sighed, brushing back her daughter’s hair one last time before leaving the room. But in the corner, hidden from Aurora’s eyes, stood a figure. Not flesh, not spirit, but something in between. Fate. Her lips curved into a small smile as she watched the child sleep. She was meant to be nothing more than an observer. Yet, for the first time in an eternity, she found herself intrigued.

The night grows deeper and the only sounds in the room continues to be their contineous moans and groans together with their heavy breaths. At this moment, the only thought running through Zarie's mind is that everything is in the right order for her and nothing can take it from her. Not even death or any other mortal. Hmmm... But no one can dictate what the future holds because the puzzle of fate is surely complicated, more twisted than we can ever imagine. Author’s note; Thank you for reading, stay safe.

"This could have been over if you had just come with me." Max morphed as he spoke, going from looming drach to huge man in a few breaths. "Don't be a fool, Dark One," he said while his people hummed in agreement. "The prophecy-the Fates-are very specific. Not even we are outside their purview." That was interesting. "I thought you were random?" He shrugged, smiled. "Is there really such a thing, Syd? Or is random merely another term for a choice to be made?"

END OF FLASHBACK. My life changed after Amal and I won the baking competition, my habits, my heart, my life, and everything about me transformed. I’m no longer the Afraah people know, I don’t belong behind the counter anymore, I own my world and rule it. The last five years were very hard for me, anytime I close my eyes all I see is Khalil’s image and whenever a place gets silent all I hear is the words of Rayan 'Khalil is no more' I couldn’t even sleep even if I try, sleep was something I had to learn how to do again, both sleep and live.

"Business waits for no one." “Believe me, I know,” I replied. “I was half-tempted to find you and finish that almost-conversation." “Wouldn’t have blamed you,” he said, his gaze holding mine just a second too long. “But it looks like fate saved you the trouble.” “Fate,” I echoed, as the word hung in the air. It felt like something more than coincidence, but I shrugged it off, forcing my tone to stay casual. “So, are you here for business, or just to relax?”

He won't want to leave any loophole for him to manipulate. He shifted the laptop back to Raphael as he glanced at his wristwatch. It's been more than fifteen minutes since he returned, and Emilia hasn't returned. Was she simply shy or had she quit? Sebastian shook his head as he simply couldn't imagine the consequences if the latter was true. Presenting his fiancée to his parents would be the least of his worries then. “We have a problem though.” Raphael's words cut through Sebastian's thoughts as he returned his attention to him.

The Veiled Haven became both a sanctuary and a crucible, a place where our fated bond would be tempered by fire and shaped by the secrets that lay buried within its ancient realm. Yet, with every triumph and revelation, the shadows of uncertainty loomed ever larger. Beneath the surface of the Veiled Haven, a malevolent force stirred, its intentions unclear but its threat undeniable. Our journey had only just begun, and the stakes had never been higher. The destinies of fated mates and the delicate balance of the supernatural world hung in the balance. In the Veiled Haven, we would uncover not only our true potential but also the unfathomable dangers that awaited us.

"The between-space isn't completely safe. There are things that live here. Things that hunt lost souls." I felt my stomach drop. "What kind of things?" "Void walkers. Reality parasites. The ghosts of collapsed worlds." Erina's shadow fiends were becoming more agitated, their movements sharp and anxious. "The between-space is where broken things come to die. And sometimes, those broken things don't want to die alone." "Why the hell didn't you mention this earlier?" Brady demanded. "I didn't think she'd go far! I thought she was just walking to clear her head, not..."