What Lurks Between The Fates Novels & Stories

"You will answer my questions truthfully and without hesitation." She opened her mouth to curse me, but all that came out was "Yes Master." "When the Creator ordained the Fates, how many were there?" She tried to keep her mouth closed, but the order I'd given her forced the air from her mouth. "Two, there were two Fates. Present and Future. There was no need for a past because it was set and unchangeable." Both Nimue and Gwendolyn gasped. Greg nodded. "Then where did you come from? If the Creator didn't ordain a Fate of the Past, who are you?"

I heard low growls coming from Sylvester, and his breathing was a bit laboured. He did not want to breathe her scent. I looked at him, and I could see him battling Knight, and I knew fate had done it again. What did I do to deserve this? It was alright that it happened to me once, but not three times. Finding a fated in my world was rare, but it seemed to be a curse that followed me everywhere. Only three people found their fated in the Mountain pack, and Leo was among the three. In Avery's Pack, only Max found his fated. Likewise, Linda's pack.

Luna Ava from the Moonridge pack asked, and I gave a negative response. She was facing a situation similar to Emily's. She lived with her husband and his Fated mate. Her husband, James, declined to reject his fated partner because he understood it would diminish his wolf's strength. He compelled Ava to approve to it, and she had been living unhappily as a heavy drinker ever since. "You must show courage, Olivia. It won't improve. My bed turned cold three years ago. Now, they have offspring, and it's almost as if I'm invisible. Meetings are the only thing I'm ever useful for," she said, then took a large sip of her wine.

, he said as he sips more wine. “You see, he continued “if I don't present my wife at age 30, I will have to vacate this empire until I'm able to... However, anybody who does it first becomes the rightful owner”, now you see my fate, he said with every sense of remorse.

"That's not your way of telling me I'm going to die in a pit of fire is it?" Zena chuckled, loosening one of the leather pouches. A collection of herbs which she threw on dramatically, creating a nose-stinging aroma. Dark and sweet at the same time. As I choked on the scent she said softly. "It's a lot less literal. People think Fates are purposely vague but we don't see a complete image. Flickers and hints. It’s dangerous to over-interpret." The old tales about Fates driving men crazy flickered across my memory.

All three of them looked alike, with their faces mirroring each other. All three women looked eerie and ancient, I felt a cold chill crawl down my spine as I stared at how drained and pale their faces were. Who were they? My blood instantly runs cold as if frozen. I finally realized who they were--The Fates. A heavy lightning struck on cue out of nowhere. The Fates were the deities who held time and Destiny in their hands. They were three but existed in one. They are what was, what is and what will be. Holding the knowledge of the entire universe in their hands, what had occurred and whatever yet to occur.

But just as we were about to leave the temple, a shadowy figure materialized in our path, its presence radiating an ominous aura. "I am the Warden of Fates," it declared, its voice echoing like a distant storm. "And you, Eryx and Seraphina, have just become the universe's most wanted." The revelation sent chills down my spine, and I realized that our journey had taken an even darker turn. The universe was in flux, and we were at its epicenter. The Warden of Fates, an ethereal being composed of stardust and shadows, floated before us, its eyes locked onto the shimmering thread connecting Seraphina and me. The air grew thick with tension, and the very fabric of reality seemed to ripple around

So the celestial chonk might be engaged in the thing they were viewing on the scrying table while handling a vision quest, a near-death experience, and a fated meeting simultaneously. The Black-fur knew so much about the Three Fates because one of the training modules for the Underworld's Throne that didn't involve physical torture was the Understanding. In the Understanding, you had to do ride-alongs with several of the toms' pantheon, most especially the Three Toms of Fate. You didn't become them or anything that drastic but for a few days you helped make tough decisions, set things in motion for some souls, and dismantled some scarfs back into a pile of thread.

I would expect a more decrepit place for an immortal like time. Although this place is creepy. When I turn around, there is nothing. Just a large expanse of swamp like grounds. A thick mist tangles around the weeds, blurring out the horizon. This is just a lone estate in the middle of nowhere. Perfect for someone like Time. Nowhere for his victims to run… “You know,” Fate says blandly, pulling attention back to him. I’ve just noticed how our voices almost seem to echo. “This place isn’t in the immortal or mortal lands.”

Its almost past midnight but I can't sleep. "Can't sleep huh?" I heard him say "Huh? Your awake too?" He turned to me. "Yep. I can't sleep either" Our eyes met again. For a long while. "Um- wanna watch TV?" He asked. "Yeah sure" I said and sat up. Surfing the channel......nothing good on it. 'Ya Allah soo bored' "There's a movie starting in a few minutes." He said. "Fright night" I read the title. "Ok let's watch"