Romans & histoires You've Met A Terrible Fate

Fate had a merciless, screwed up sense of humor when it set me up with this monster, and made me marry him in a last minute forced marriage, or more like imprisonment. And my fate was crystal clear, death is coming for me…sooner rather than later.

Her shoulders sagged when she said, "I feel sad about how you think of this whole mate thing." Turning around, she started walking toward the door. After a few steps, she stopped, looked over her shoulder, and said sadly, "If you have made your decision then I just hope that you never meet your true fated mate, Ember, because both of us very well know what happens when you finally meet your mate and still decide to go against the fate."

Welsh and Jonz arrived at the hospital with jude. Jude was seriously bleeding, "Help Help" Mr.welsh exclaimed, a doctor arrived and took Jude to the surgery room for surgery. After the surgery, the doctor met Mr.Welsh and Jonz, the doctor told them that Jude is alive and that he is still sleeping, "Take me to him" Mr.welsh replied. The doctor took Mr. Welsh to Jude (who was still sleeping). Mr.Welsh called the captain on phone, he told the captain that he had arrested the murderer, that he shot the murderer and the murderer is in the hospital recovering, he requested for back up at the hospital. When the backup arrived , he and Jonz left the hospital

I glared at Lucas angrily. Why did he say that our paths don't mean to cross? "You are wrong. I originally meant to die. It's fate that I met you. So don't say that our paths should not cross...because we have known each other long ago. I am the little girl in your neighborhood. If those misfortunes did not happen to us, we will still have met. Since you are trapped in this world, I came here and encounter you again. So it is meant for us to meet again!"

She sighed frustratingly not wanting to meet that creepy b**tard. Life had been so good to her today. But that's the game life plays. She had to go to her doom since there was no chance she could avoid him

It's all ruined, it's all shattered and in shambles, I couldn't believe my bad luck. I began to wonder if I was fated to live a horrible life and never be happy. I looked at Arthur with pure hatred from the corner of my eyes and blamed my misfortune on him. Ever since I've met him I've been in one trouble or another, a thought stirred in me and I was tempted to strangulate him. My day was ruined! A wedding every girl dreamt of ever since she was a child became a reality for me but got ruined forever! I would remember this day as a day of pure horror and misfortune and it was all thanks to me, there was no escape from the new level of hell that was activated for me today.

That my carefully constructed cage would get shatter. That the nightmare would evolve into something even darker. I didn’t know. But fate was already pulling the strings. And my world was about to collapse. The real question is, is it gonna get better or even worse? ***************************************** Do vote and share my story guys Until next time, Jenikim7❤️

"You are too late. The fate of your Alpha is sealed. Prepare to witness his transformation into a harbinger of darkness." Dread washed over me as I realized the magnitude of what was at stake. Our fight had taken a devastating turn, and the fate of our beloved Alpha hung in the balance. With a heavy heart, we continued to battle, clinging to the sliver of hope that remained.

You would think that being Cursed is the worst that can happen to you until you’re told that your deliverer was the same person that caused you to be cursed in the first place. Fate is really playing games with me. I know I had once played a similar game, but I’m done. I don’t want to play reckless games anymore. The Ugly Old Witch had said getting with Cayden would fix everything and I had replied to her with 15 words. “I would prefer to die of this torment than to get back with that Monster.” Count it. It’s fifteen words, and I meant every single one of them. Getting back with Cayden would be a torture seven times worse than this one, and I don’t see myself ever making such a stupid mistak

I soon learned werewolves were hunting down witches, thinking we had cast some kind of spell on them. The Fated Plague killed tens of thousands of werewolves, and as a result, just as many witches were hunted, wrongfully accused, and killed as well. My mother tried to reason with our pack; she was a witch after all, and our father fell ill to the Fated Plague. Why would she want her own mate to die? I learned then that people don’t see reason when all they want is revenge.