Uncharted 1: Chapters Novels & Stories

To all of my amazing readers, I want to send out my deepest gratitude for all of your support with not only “Fated to the Alpha’s – Chased by Chaos” but also the rest of the books within the Fated Universe. The beginning of “Fated Rejection – Fated Claim” had been a brief brush stroke that continued until something much bigger evolved. Each new character, each new journey, and each new struggle painted even more depth.

The kind mothers give before letting go. "You call me immediately when you get there," she ordered. “I will.” "And if anything feels wrong.. don't hesitate to call. I'll be on my way to you" "I know" Her eyes searched mine with a sad smile. Probably checking for fear. Honestly? I was terrified. But beneath the fear was something else too. Closure maybe. Or unfinished business. I didn’t know yet. Uncle Daniel carried the last box toward my truck before shutting the trunk firmly. "You ready, kid?"

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He was just another part of this tangled mess, and I had no idea how to untangle it. I was lost in a sea of lies, and I didn’t know how to swim. End of Chapter 18

SARAH What did the Police discover? I was eager to know. We arrived at the airport, but in my view everything happened slowly. I almost lost my cool when it was announced that our flight would be delayed by an hour because of weather conditions. While Silas tried to console me, Caleb ignored me. Eventually, we arrived at our destination. If it were to be another day, I would always be excited to be home but the case was different today – returning home to a fire incident.

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"You're making a mistake, Raquel." "Maybe." I turned toward the door. "But it's my mistake to make." I walked out before he could respond, my heart pounding, my hand pressed to my stomach. One chapter of my life was ending. Another was just beginning. And somewhere across the ocean, Michael was healing. He didn't know yet. About the baby. About the divorce. About any of it.

"Jonas Kael's audit log. And Thorne knows I have it." Kunle’s response was a low whistle of surprise and concern. "Mimi, you are either the bravest or the most reckless woman I know. Get up here. Now." The Unlikely Alliance Ten minutes later, Mimi was sitting across a glass coffee table from Kunle in a minimalist, chrome-and-steel living room. Kunle, dressed in a silk robe despite the hour, poured her a glass of water, his face unreadable. Mimi opened her messenger bag, placing the ruggedized external drive and the heavy, leather-bound ledger onto the table. The silence in the room was electric as Kunle began to flip through the pages, examining the meticulous handwriting and the cryptic not