Title: Defying Fate (Book Two Fate Series)
Author: Lola James
Genre: New Adult Paranormal Romance
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Love… Death… Fate!
Love… Death… Fate!
Megan opened her heart and defied her fate for love. Alex wanted nothing more than to be with Megan, no matter the cost. After a vision meticulously unravels her existence it leaves Megan wondering is their love worth death?
To escape her demise, Megan enlists the help of Emilian, her vampire protector. However, the world around her slips away as his presence melts her, a gaze ignites her, and when he touches her every sensual fantasy plays in her mind. The problem is she has a job to do and she can’t afford to lose focus but he’s the only one that can keep the looming threats away.
What’s a girl to do? Death is not an option but it may be the only one she has… Continue the fated journey in Defying Fate.
Lola is a fool for a love story, a sucker for a cupcake, and let’s not talk about what she’d do for a Klondike bar. She enjoys long walks on the beach and movies that involve chainsaws. By day she's the HR Lady and by nightfall she puts on a cape to become a romance writer.
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I marched back into the living room and toward the box before striking the match and tossing it in. I watched the red sequins melt as the fire picked up and began to roar.
I had just ended that dress’s life and in doing so ended the manipulative events that followed, right there on the living room floor. “Megan, are you burning—” Emilian’s eyes widened as he rounded the corner from the hallway. In a blur, he was out the doorway and back from some other part of the house with a fire extinguisher in hand.
I didn’t understand why I was in his arms, but I loved that he was there. I cuddled in closer to his chest and wrapped my arms around him, savoring the moment. I inhaled his cologne, and my skin felt like it was on fire.
His cold contrast to my hot flesh felt good in so many ways. I wanted this and now I had it. He tucked a piece of wild hair behind my ear and said, “Don’t cry. I’m here, always.”
I knew somehow that he would be. Maybe I should listen to Morgan and stop fighting it.
I opened my eyes and his met mine.
I turned to see a brown-haired woman dressed in a navy blue pantsuit with files and notepads covering her face.
“Ursula.” Emilian was on his feet and at the door in a flash, taking the files from her arms. I looked at the interaction between them, which seemed almost intimate. He took the files, placing them down. Helped her with her jacket and purse. All while she looked at him with loving adoration.
With a raised eyebrow, I gave her a once-over. She was about my height, but she was thinner and paler. Her dark brown locks fell into curls past her shoulder, and the perfume she wore was intoxicating as it took over the room.
She stepped forward with Emilian’s hand wrapped around her shoulders.
“Megan, let me introduce you to Ursula. She is my progeny and assistant.” The perky brunette stepped forward, and I stood up. “She is here to help with anything you may need,” he finished.