Fate Re Zero Novels & Stories

Mindy Graham left me at the altar to meet her ex-boyfriend, who left her five years ago when she was almost disabled. The wedding guests were shocked when they saw me clenching the corner of her wedding dress, trying my best to keep up appearances. "Can you not leave now?" Mindy hesitated but chose to slowly pry off my fingers while shaking her head. "I'm sorry. I have to go. I need to find out why he left me so heartlessly back then." She left without turning back amidst the shocked gasps from the crowd. My mother, who had a heart condition, trembled with rage, and I watched in shock as she passed out and fell to the ground. "Mom!" I was breaking down but forced myself to get it together and take her to the hospital. I fell to the floor outside the surgery room, and that was when two messages popped up on my phone. The first message was from Johnny Packer: [I told you that Mindy would never choose you if I came back. You've lost again.] Mindy sent the second message: [Give me 30 days. We'll be broken up during this time, but I promise I'll love you and only you after this is over.] There was a dead look in my eyes as I laughed bitterly with self-deprecation. This time, I refused to let myself lose.

I've been in a coma for six months after a car accident. When I finally wake up, the first thing I hear is something sloppy in my hospital ward. My girlfriend, Quinn Simpson, is in here. She's kissing Chad Scott, her true love. Chad looks uneasy as he glances at me every few seconds. "Quinn, don't do this. I heard coma patients can still hear things. If Mateo hears us—" Quinn scoffs, completely unbothered. "So what? He's a vegetable. Probably won't wake up for the rest of his life. It's better this way, isn't it? Didn't you say you liked living on the edge?" They talk trash about me right in front of my face. I can even feel the contempt in Quinn's eyes. When the two of them finally leave, they don't notice the effort it takes for me to crack my eyes open. But the nurse who walks in next does. She sees it immediately and slams the emergency button. Once I start regaining strength, the first thing I do is send a message to my parents. "Mom, Dad, I'll do the arranged marriage."

BLURB: Rejected by her mate. Cast out by her pack. Georgia lost everything in one night and disappeared with a secret no one could ever know. Five years later, she returns not as the broken wolf they abandoned, but as a mother of three… and a woman with scars that never healed. Now, the Alpha who abandoned her wants her back. However, Georgia is no longer the same girl he turned down. Can she forgive the man who shattered her world? And who is the stranger from that night… the true father of her triplets?

“I never saw his face—but I’ve spent five years falling asleep to the sound of his voice telling me to hold on. ”Ruthless, unreachable, and feared by his employees, billionaire heir Killian Ashford returns home to take absolute control of his family’s corporate empire. But behind his cold exterior is a devastating secret: he is bound by a generations-old bloodline curse that plagues him with constant visions of tragedy, leaving him sleepless until he finds his fated soulmate. Wren Calloway is broke, blacklisted from the finance industry, and struggling to protect his sister. He has been burdened since birth with a volatile supernatural ability to see danger seconds before it strikes, a terrifying gift that turned into a curse when he foresaw his biological parents’ deaths as a child but failed to stop them. Desperate for rent money, Wren takes a high paying executive assistant job at the Ashford tower. Neither man realizes they share a bloody past. As they clash over office boundaries and an unexpected attraction builds, the secrets keeping them apart turn lethal. A jealous cosmetics heiress plots to ruin Wren, a resentful stepbrother moves to steal the family inheritance, and an encrypted private investigator file threatens to expose the corporate cover-up behind the exact accident that took Wren’s parents. To survive the fallout, Killian must choose between the toxic family empire that raised him and the stubborn boy who saved his life.

"You are my mate, Sarah," he confessed, his voice trembling with pain. "I knew it before I even spoke to you that night at the club. I lied when I said it was a joke because I was hiding who I really am, and because I’ve always believed having a mate is a weakness..." His voice dropped to a whisper, his gaze locked on mine. "Until now."   I should feel excited to eventually meet my mate, but confusion clouded my mind.   ******     Sarah’s life is already in shambles. At 26, she’s a teacher struggling to survive as an ostracised witch. As if that's not enough, she was betrayed by her fiancé, hated by her mother, haunted by a dark past, and plagued by a mysterious illness only a mate’s mark can cure. The last thing she needs in her life is Anderson, a cocky and arrogant 18-year-old student.   But what begins as forbidden attraction turns dangerous when lust gives way to something deeper, while her life becomes entangled in a series of murders and disappearances that all lead back to her.   As their connection deepens, so does the danger as a prophecy surfaces—one that has tied their fates since childhood.   Pursued by a power-hungry Alpha, Anderson's uncle, and a deadly cult determined to kill them to prevent the prophecy from coming to pass, Sarah and Anderson must confront their pasts and unravel the secrets binding them together.   In this dark and gripping supernatural romance, fate and choice collide as two unlikely souls discover that some bonds are worth dying for to make the prophecy come to pass.

When Jeremy thinks life couldn’t get any worse after catching his boyfriend cheating, his parents who hadn’t spoken to him in six years suddenly reappear. But they don’t come with apologies. They come with threats. And an ultimatum. Enter an arranged marriage with a man he doesn’t know… or watch the only people he cares about lose everything. Thrown into a cold, loveless union, Jeremy braces himself for more heartbreak. But the mysterious man he’s forced to marry is hiding a dangerous truth. A truth that whispers of power, blood, and the the moon. The deeper Jeremy is drawn into his new husband’s world, the more secrets unravel about his partner, his family, and himself. Because Jeremy isn’t as human as he always believed. And the life he thought was his… was never his at all. Now, caught between betrayal, forbidden desire, and a destiny he doesn’t yet understand, Jeremy must decide if he will resist the beast within — or embrace it.

At my wedding to my childhood friend, Mason Rivers, a stream of floating comments suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. [LMAO, supporting character still doesn’t know the groom is a stand-in! The real male lead, Mason Rivers, is at the hospital with the fragile, sweet female!] [It doesn’t matter who the groom is. He only agreed to the marriage to keep his company afloat. This story is about the childhood sweetheart losing to the girl who came later.] [In the end, the supporting character gets completely ruined by the male lead. I almost feel bad for her.] I hid the shock in my eyes and pretended not to know anything as I finished the ceremony. I didn’t want to be the stepping stone for their love, the disposable extra who dies a tragic death. If he didn’t want to marry me, then I’d turn this act into something real and marry someone else instead.

Chloe Waterson died once already. She remembers everything. The betrayal. The poison. The man she once called her mate choosing another woman while her life was quietly dismantled piece by piece. She remembers being framed, discarded, and executed like she was nothing more than a mistake the world wanted erased. Then she wakes up. Seventeen again. Standing at the moment her fate first began to rot. This time, she refuses to repeat history. But the past is no longer obedient. Her stepsister, Hannah, suddenly chooses a different mate, shifting alliances that were once fixed. The man Chloe was bound to in her previous life is now colder, sharper, and far harder to read than memory allows. And the man she is now tied to in this life, Axel Everton, is nothing like the one she remembers. Every choice she once knew the outcome of is changing. Every future she survived before is slowly unraveling. To make it through this second chance, Chloe must navigate shifting loyalties, buried betrayals, and a future that no longer matches her memories. She knows who once died. She knows who once betrayed her. She knows how the story was supposed to end. But someone else remembers too. And they are rewriting the ending with her. In a world of power, pack politics, and blood-bound legacy, love is no longer safe, and the future is no longer certain.

In the first two books, within a world where discovering a destined partner is nearly unattainable and rejecting them proves to be difficult, Olivia faces a dilemma when her husband abruptly encounters his fated match. Changing from a beloved and desired wife, she gradually fades into the darkness of his heart. The heartbreak is deep, yet she didn't let go due to the unbreakable ties that bind them. However, she realizes that genuine freedom alone can grant her peace. Thereafter, when an opportunity to escape her husband's pack arises through a selfless sacrifice, she grabbed it without hesitation. Olivia chooses not to look back, as fate may have stripped her of joy, home, and a happy ever after. Instead, she seizes control of her destiny and embarks on crafting her own fate alongside the Stormclaw Alpha.

When I inherited the title of Alpha Female, the Witch prophesied that my pack would fall within eight years. Only finding my fated mate could avert the coming disaster. I searched for eight long years. With just seven days left before the prophecy's deadline, I received word that our sacred altar had been bombed. The one responsible was Lucian Grey — the same man who had tried to poison me. When I confronted him, he had only one thing to say: "I'm from the real world. I'm here to save you." In that moment, I knew — my fated mate had finally found me.