Novel & Cerita When Fate Intervenes

I look at Odessa and she smiles sadly, looking at Asteria. “What aren’t you telling us?” I ask, and she rolls her eyes. “All you need to know is their time is coming. You intervene in this, then everything that is set out in the future will not happen. The threads are woven this way. This journey can’t be altered. If it is, then it will be disastrous for all involved. My sisters are Fate and Karma. Trust me on this. Everything happens for a divine reason and it can’t be stopped or altered.” She says and I look back at Asteria, who is on her knees.

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

There was no trace of the interferer too! Feeling the helplessness and unwillingness, he kept cursing the unseen enemy in his heart and like Agatha, he began throwing attacks all around him, this time, his action not only affecting an empty floor, but a whole building. The sounds from people who were panicking, escaping, and crying accompanied his furious yells. But then, no amount of cursing was able to hurt the real offender who was actually located far away from there. As said by the culprit, 'Fate is mysterious, something no amount of intelligence would be able to fathom.' The bulky and perverted system user was not fated to own what should not belong to him. If he was, Fred's meddling w

Won't become property. That's enough. Sometimes intervention isn't about winning. It's about preventing losing. Today, I prevented the worst outcome. Tomorrow, I'll deal with the consequences. But tonight, two hundred supernatural fighters go free because I said no. That's worth making enemies.

Similarly, it reminds us that we also have to learn when to stay and when to move on for whatever excuses or reasons. Just like in the game, interventions are mostly divine. Fate would eventually lead me to my current employment thus ruling out whatever doubts and speculations I have regarding my employability considering the hairs I still have and the age that I lost track already. I swapped my steady stream of income, employment that is, in exchange of the prospect that better opportunities are outside or that there is none at all.

I sighed, looking at her. "I wouldn't go as far as saying you're completely wrong, Sophie, but there's something intriguing about fate. It suggests a preordained path, a connection that transcends circumstances. Take my Uncle Vino, for instance; he can't stand Cain Island, so he never took his children there. Yet, somehow, Caspian and Charlotte found each other. It's as if an unseen force brought them together. Caspian wasn't actively seeking Charlotte; He was simply sent on a mission to solve a problem, and fate intervened to unite them. Harper and I never intended to stay in Lumas, let alone become friends with Jacob, but it happened. No matter how hard Jacob tried, she couldn't progress b

He grumbles, anger blasting off of him in waves of heat. “Do not let them hear you say that.” I tell him, an amused smile spreading across my face. The Fates were not known for meddling in mortal affairs often, but the last thing we need is for them to think that their meddling was a good thing. There are too many ways that that could go wrong, like Jamari being kidnapped and sent to the Fae Realm. Not many people have the power to interfer with the Fates powers, and even fewer of them can do it without being spotted.

It was his sponsor and one of the three Fates, Intarsia. "Yo, Tarsi." Jinx greeted him with sarcastic enthusiasm. He wasn't super interested in talking to the Fate but sometimes it wasn't about what he wanted, but what the Universe decided he needed. He scrubbed his paws over his face one more time and leaned against the sink. "What's gone wrong now?"

“Man’s finally realized moping in his office isn’t an action plan.” I swallow. Part of me is… glad. Part of me wants to shut the bond down entirely and pretend I never felt him take that first step. Morwen taps her staff against the ground, the sound sharp. “Fate rarely sends only one test at a time,” she says. “Converging paths are her favorite game.” “So both of them,” I say. “Wonderful.” Jax at the perimeter, a storm wrapped in a smirk. Ronan closing the distance, a weight I can feel even through the mangled thread between us.

Hisses Atropos as she makes her way up to the stage and us. “What is this nonsense you three are arguing about?” My brows shoot up my face. All three sisters ignore my question as they continue to argue amongst themselves. “We have to do something.” “The fate of all the Realms are hanging by a thread.” Clothos pulls up a thin piece of thread to emphasize her point. “You know the rules. The Fates can’t intervene.” “We’re not technically intervening…”