Novel & Cerita The Fates Hands Trilogy: Book 2

This book is the first of the next generation books. The previous books are: - His Hunt For Redemption (Book 1) - Design of Fate (Book 2) The previous books in the Fated series (cross-over series) are: - Fated Rejection – Fated Claim (Book 1) - Fated Soul – Fated Light (Book 2) - Fated Power – Fated Destiny (Book 3)

“I want your resignation letter on my desk within the hour. And if you try to spread any rumors or sell any stories about our… encounter… I will bury you. Do you understand?” Emilia felt the hope she had built crumbling around her. Not again. She couldn't lose everything again. But this time, something was different. This time, she wasn't the naive girl who trusted everyone. This time, she wasn't going to run away crying. She straightened her spine and looked Sebastian's Cross directly in the eye. “No.” Sebastian blinked. “Excuse me?”

Further information will probably spoil future scenes. NEXT CHAPTER CONTENT BBP |•| CAA RUNDOWN 6.1 BOOK 2 STARTING DATE WHAT REALLY HAPPENED TO THE FATES HINTING TEMPTRESS

This time it was her turn to come after him. Because fate would never let him win. Fate was with him when he wanted to win her over. But not anymore. *** Deleted chapter 2 will be posted tomorrow in Lisa's reading corner. Thanks

My chest tightened, breath caught. “Enough.” Damian’s jaw flexed. He took my arm, yanking me forward. “We’re leaving. Don’t listen to that nonsense.” But even as we stepped away, the man called after us, his voice echoing in the drizzle. “Two souls. Two fates. Only one will live.” I didn’t believe in superstitions or fortune telling but here I was in a book I didn’t ask to be and anything was possible in fiction. My entire body went cold. I didn’t even notice the rain until it soaked through my clothes.

There will be a Book Two — and no, I still don’t know if Myles is breathing or rotting (but if you’ve made it this far with me😏, you know hope is a dangerous thing). Thank you for the likes, the comments, and the Gems — they were the only reason I kept going when the story got too...loud. --- BOOK 2 SYNOPSIS Tristan Medici has two goals: burn his uncle’s empire to ash and stand once more on the rooftop where his entire world bled out dead. He was close. Too close. Until the news came — a revelation so impossible, so gutting, it made him want to rip apart the only person he’s ever truly loved.

We all nod in silent agreement. Looking around the delivery room, I see all of us sharing an emotion that most of us have forgotten about since the Fated Plague took so many of our loved ones and changed all of our lives in such horrific ways. Hope. THE END Now you are probably wondering, "When is the next book?!" Book 3: Choosing Fate (Saph's Story)- Coming Winter of 2023 Consider engaging with me in places such as the Book of Faces and/or The Gram of Instant Gratification ;)

Luckily, my words didn’t sound too slurred. He smiled and turned to the bartender… who amazingly enough came right over. Everyone who had been waiting for a drink looked over, jealous. The girls kept looking at the guy holding my hand. There was something about him that made him impossible not to look at. If I hadn’t grown up around werewolves I would probably be staring at him too. Werewolves have this amazing ability to attract all the attention around them when they wanted it, and the older, more experienced ones could blend in like they were invisible if they needed to too.

When we reach the grave from before, I stop and release his hand. It falls to his side. I stare at the grave and avoid his face. “You were right when you said I'm selfish.” I start. “I don't know how to trust. Until now, I've never even tried to, not really, I run away, hide and avoid everyone who tries to get close to me. But there is one thing I have always trusted and that is fate. These threads that I see. They never deceive me, they show truth, good and bad. They do nothing to spare my feelings because fate doesn't care about my feelings. There are times I wish I couldn't see them at all because what I see is so heartbreaking. But despite that, I really do trust them. Completely. I trus

she said. “Sometimes, they’re about surviving long enough to change the ending.” Claire met her gaze, feeling a tremor run through her. “Change the ending?” she echoed. “Yes, child. Fate can be twisted... if you’re brave enough to hold on.” Claire swallowed hard. The words struck a chord deep within her. Could she really survive this? Could she change her fate? Before she could ask more, the woman straightened up. “You must be careful. There are forces at work here you don’t even understand yet,” she said cryptically, her eyes darting toward the hallway.