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Marked By Fate
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Majesta never thought she would find the man of her dreams, let alone two of them. The thought of love, at first sight, seemed ludicrous to her. Then she fell into the arms of a man, who swept her off her feet. The trouble with both men, they are not human. Simple bookkeeper finders herself in the middle of a book herself. Five hundred years, Magnusson has waited for his soul to return only to witness the human woman being swept away by another man. One that he knows too well. It isn't going to be easy to get her back and keep her safe. He can't lose her again, but he can't think of her becoming like him. A six book series
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Book 1
They would burn her to ash, Amèliä knew that. Her twin would die a horrible death. She would feel the flames melting her skin. The heat that would cause her to cough up blood. The ropes holding her to the stake would rub her skin raw. Her love didn’t know that it wasn’t her standing on that wood, it was her twin. They had switched places, because her sister was sick. Magnusson had offered to turn her, but Elizabeta had refused on the grounds that she was human and would die a human. It was the way of the world the twins lived in. Amèliä had only been helping those that needed herbs to feel better. Nothing that would be called witchcraft. The town folk thought differently and when a mob starts chanting witch you are screwed.
Amèliä had told her sister that it was stupid to die when she could live on forever. To see the world as it changed, see how things evovled around them. It didn’t change her mind, however. The town had decided that Amèliä was a witch. Sentenced her to death by fire the royals didn't even think twice on what the local lords had done.
“I will die for you. It is my gift to you. Live for me” Elizabeta had told her that morning.
“No, it is my problem.” Amèliä wanted to scream at her sister, but the look on her face told her it wasn't worth her time.
“Live for me” Elizabeta had let the men drag her out of the house. Letting the towns people throw rotten food at her.
When they had tied her to the stake, her long black hair had been shaved off. Blood was running down her face where they had craved chunks out of her scalp. When the fire started to spread, Elizabeta didn’t scream. She looked at her twin, letting her see that the fire didn’t bite, soon after she did scream. Her skin peeling away to show muscle and bone. The crowd started to scream in horror, the shock when an arrow pierced her chest. It was a small gift to give her sister, but she was thankful that someone had done it.
Amèliä didn’t leave until her sister was ash. Watching as the towns people moved away long after the arrow had killed her. They didn’t want to see what they had done to a good woman. No one knew that it was really Amèliä. One woman came to her and whispered a I’m so sorry for your loss.
Two months after the fire, a strange woman came to her door.
“Amèliä I must speak to you.” The woman spoke in a rushed whisper
“Sorry, I’m Elizabeta.” She tried to say it and mean it, but she still hurt from seeing her twin die.
“You can tell everyone else on this Island that, but I know who you really are.” She spoke as she pushed into the house.
“Who are you?” Amèliä narrowed her eyes at the woman as she closed the door.
“Someone who knows things. Listen to me carefully. Your sister is gone in body, but not soul. She will return, her soul that is. Be alert and watch those men. They will fight over her. Magnusson was always meant to marry her.” She didn’t stay long. “Five hundred years.”
The woman didn't give her a name, nor did she give her a chance to say anything else. Amèliä didn't understand what was happening with this no name woman. She closed the door after her, pondering what to do with what she had said. It wasn't like she could tell anyone about this. It would sound insane, and she might end up being called a witch as well. That woman she had seen around the island, but she didn't normally take to others. All she knew was if she was meant to come back in soul, Amèliä would have to watch out for her. The plan that Elizabeta had come up with had been insane the day she suggested it. Now it was even worse because Amèliä would have to act like her sister. They had looked alike but didn't act the same.
Amèliä had always been more of a tom boy, while Elizabeta was more the girly girl type. All the clothes that she had worn before had been packed away so she would wear Elizabeta's clothes. Tears slipped down her face as she pulled her hair into a braid that hung down her back. Looking around the small house they had owned, she wondered what she would do with all the herbs and things that her sister had used. The thought of tossing them made her heart hurt.
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“Stacy!”The woman turned, almost glared at Majesta but stopped when she noticed who it was. Stacy walked up to her and gave her a hug. Anger and sorrow rolled off Stacy, but she had an inner power that kept it all in line. She stood with a grace that even Majesta couldn’t seem to pull off. Blue eyes haunted by the recent pain and the hunger for revenge danced with a hidden agenda that worried Majesta. Should she take her to the café and allow her to get something to eat? She sure the hell couldn’t allow her to go to the club.“What brings you here? Come on, let’s go up and get you something to drink and eat.” Majesta suggested with a big smile.The two women walked up to the upper floor to a small table in the back. Something was bothering Stacy, and Majesta wanted to know what it was. It didn’t really matter that she hadn’t seen the woman since the wake. Stacy had been engaged to Rick for almost a year before he was killed. The two had dated for years before that. Friends before tha
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“Have you heard anything I said?” Magnusson asked from the far side of the kitchen.“No, sorry I was thinking about something.” Majesta smiled.“I can tell, by the look on your face, it was a nice thought.” Dimitri teased.Color crept up to her cheeks and she smiled at him. The two men chuckled, and she turned away from them. She opened the fridge grabbing a bag of blood, popping it into the microwave. A few seconds later, it dinged, and she turned toward them again. She could see their eyes on her, but she didn’t say anything. She just popped the bag onto her fangs and drank. She felt the life filling her, and wanted to smile, but that was rather hard to do when you have a pint of blood attached to your mouth. A few moments later, she dumped the empty bag into the trash and smiled.“You turned?” Magnusson was shocked.“Yes, it seems the two girls turned me. Yes, it was a rather nice thought.” Majesta told him with a slight smile on her face.“You mean the babies gave up their lives f
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-10-12Marked By Fate Death to the bitch
She heard the music stop and the DJ asking for her to come to the floor. She stood, walking over to the dance floor that had emptied out. Majesta had a bad feeling about this. Music started to play again, but it was a slow song, something she had told the DJ not to play tonight. Before she could turn to leave the floor, a hand caught hers, spinning her around. She looked up to see Magnusson looking at her with nothing but love in his eyes. She wanted to fight him to get away, but she knew better. It had been almost three months since she had last seen him.“What are you doing here?” Majesta asked with almost a hiss in her voice.“Nice to see you too, my dear.” Magnusson smiled.Majesta wanted to glare at him, but she was rather glad to see him. The wound from the arrow was more than healed, and she didn’t want to think of that night. She danced with him and felt each muscle he had move with hers. She took in the scent of him and the way his cologne clung to his shirt.“I have missed y
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-10-12Marked By Fate The Raven
“You know that he knew the name of the café/club. He didn’t show up for the opening of that.” Amèliä told her again for the millionth time.“That was during the day, you know that he is not going to show himself in the daylight hours.” Majesta felt sad, but at the same time glad.Majesta guessed she had not thought of that because she laughed at the statement. It made her laugh with Amèliä and she felt a little bit better. The week crawled by and the little things that needed to be fixed popped up. The staff needed to wear black slacks and button up shirts, which came in two colors, red and black. Upstairs, the staff had to wear silver shirts; it was a calmer color and kept people at easy as they ate. Not much of the menu was open at night, but some humans would want to eat at the club.Finally, the night came she had to get ready, hard to do when most of your stuff was at someone else’s house. Thankfully, she did have some stuff that she had bought after the café opened. Tonight, she
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-10-12Marked By Fate New Club
The building would have to have a basement and a house not far away. They finally found one that had a house. The house was larger than she really needed, but she said that it could be used as a vampire safe house when dawn was coming. The house needed a lot of work before they could move into it. The windows needed to be tinted, then have shades put on them. The doors needed to be updated with better locks to keep humans from braking in. The rooms were painted, then had the windows redone. After what seemed like months the house was ready, they moved in. The nightclub was coming along pretty well, but it wouldn’t open for a few more months. The café part was ready to go and opened today. She was so happy that the place was opening, but she wasn’t able to be at the grand opening for it. The sunlight was coming in and it would have fried her. She didn’t want to be a crispy Majesta.“You seem happy that the café is open.” Amèliä told her from one of the couches in the living room.“It i
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-10-12Marked By Fate New life..Maybe
“She is not here; maybe you should speak to your mother about this little issue.” Amèliä glared at Magnusson.“Why?” Magnusson stopped to glare down at her.“Maybe she took her, like Craven did.” Amèliä told him.“My God…” She didn’t hear anything else, when it had been a few moments she stood and walked into the hall to the great hall. The room was pretty much empty, she knew that everyone was out doing different things. She felt like shit when she finally looked at Amèliä and knew that she had lied for Majesta. She didn’t have to ask her, she stood and hugged Majesta close. She broke down in her arms, tears running down her face. How could the man she loved allow his mother try to kill her and their child. What kind of woman would do that to her son’s love? So many questions were running through her head, and yet she couldn’t think straight.“I have a feeling that she is the one that said you were a witch.” Majesta spoke into Amèliä’s neck.“His mother is a bitch, I worry that she w
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