Fated for You

Fate

Book 6
Charisse Spiers Books
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I hate him.

Someone I've loved my entire life hurt me deliberately. I never thought it'd be him that would destroy my heart out of all the guys on this planet, but he did. At one time he was one of my best friends. Where his sister was shy he was more like me, and it made things between us easy. From secret forts made out of chairs and blankets to pretending we were pirates on our parents' yacht, I always thought he'd be the one. We'd grow up and he'd realize how perfect for each other we are. Our pretend weddings still live vibrantly in my mind. Every old notebook has doodles of our names in hearts scribbled on the pages. But then the inevitable happened.

We grew up.

Things didn't turn out the way I thought they would. Another girl caught his eye and suddenly I was just his little sister's best friend. I've been trying hard to get his attention ever since. Makeup. Revealing clothes. Hair always perfect. Hook-ups with guys I care nothing about. None of it works. He walks right past me as if I'm just a body occupying space. And to me, he was everything. Even the current version of him—heartbroken.

One night over Christmas break everything changed.

For the good. For the bad. One night of my existence all of my dreams came true. But just like in the fairytale it came to an end. I was left with nothing but a gaping hole in my chest. It changed me. Then graduation came. My plans changed. You know what they say—to get over someone you get under someone else. That's what I intend to do.

College is here. Destination—Miami. South Beach—here I come. A place where the parties never end and there is never a shortage of hot guys. But the thing about fairytales—they tend to end exactly where you started.

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Publisher
Charisse Spiers Books
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Published on
Nov 29, 2018
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Pages
396
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ISBN
9781386293613
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Language
English
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Genres
Fiction / Coming of Age
Fiction / Erotica / General
Fiction / Romance / Erotica
Fiction / Romance / New Adult
Fiction / Sagas
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I love her.

After all these years, I admit to it. Something I've been denying my entire life. But it's true. I can't imagine a life without her. I barely have any memories she isn't in. We've had more sleepovers than I can count. Our adventures started small and have escalated over time. She's been my partner in crime since we were kids. We've been friends forever. Things with her have always been easy.

Until we grew up.

I noticed her body changing first. Then came the makeup. She started acting different around me. There was flirting. Looks I couldn't avoid. She hated my girlfriend. Being alone with her felt wrong. My eyes wandered. My mind pondered. Inappropriate thoughts plagued me often. Every tight shirt, every short skirt, every inch of skin on display, had me wanting her, but I ignored it for years.

Guys had her when it should have been me. But on paper we would never work—too much at stake—so I forced myself to fall for someone else. It worked. Until she hurt me. What she did left me angry, bitter, and it changed me, with one single act.

Christmas Eve of Presley's senior year I gave in. I let myself have the girl I've wanted most of my life. One night set things in motion I never saw coming. I purposely hurt her. I hate myself for it. The guilt still eats at me.

But one thing holds true—she'll never stay mad at me. Our history dates back too far. Her high school graduation came. One last adventure—Cancun. Everything changed. I made a promise to myself I intend to keep.

Now, after all this time, I'm ready to make good on it. I'm going after my girl with my band at my side. But everything I set in motion a long time ago—it's catching up. You can't move forward with someone until she comes clean. The way I hurt her was nothing compared to the way she'll hurt me.

Welcome to Miami.
I love her.

After all these years, I admit to it. Something I've been denying my entire life. But it's true. I can't imagine a life without her. I barely have any memories she isn't in. We've had more sleepovers than I can count. Our adventures started small and have escalated over time. She's been my partner in crime since we were kids. We've been friends forever. Things with her have always been easy.

Until we grew up.

I noticed her body changing first. Then came the makeup. She started acting different around me. There was flirting. Looks I couldn't avoid. She hated my girlfriend. Being alone with her felt wrong. My eyes wandered. My mind pondered. Inappropriate thoughts plagued me often. Every tight shirt, every short skirt, every inch of skin on display, had me wanting her, but I ignored it for years.

Guys had her when it should have been me. But on paper we would never work—too much at stake—so I forced myself to fall for someone else. It worked. Until she hurt me. What she did left me angry, bitter, and it changed me, with one single act.

Christmas Eve of Presley's senior year I gave in. I let myself have the girl I've wanted most of my life. One night set things in motion I never saw coming. I purposely hurt her. I hate myself for it. The guilt still eats at me.

But one thing holds true—she'll never stay mad at me. Our history dates back too far. Her high school graduation came. One last adventure—Cancun. Everything changed. I made a promise to myself I intend to keep.

Now, after all this time, I'm ready to make good on it. I'm going after my girl with my band at my side. But everything I set in motion a long time ago—it's catching up. You can't move forward with someone until she comes clean. The way I hurt her was nothing compared to the way she'll hurt me.

Welcome to Miami.
I'm Kambry Rivers, famous for . . . holding onto my V-card?

Ha! Just kidding. Okay, maybe I'm not. I have to find humor in my current predicament, otherwise, I'd cry. My parents would be so ashamed. The very thing I hated holding onto put money in my bank account. Ironic, isn't it? I've been a lot of things in such a short time. Alabama good girl, yes. Runaway, again, yes. Virgin, well, not anymore. Porn star . . .

I'm still letting that sink in. Eh, adult film star sounds classier. In my head, it makes a difference.

It all started with a guy. Doesn't it always? There I was, working in the VIP section of the nightclub and he ended up at my table. Rule number one: serve them like VIP while pretending they're ordinary people. Yeah, okay. Try telling that to a shy girl. He was cute. I didn't notice. At least that's what I kept telling myself. He couldn't be too famous if I didn't recognize him, right?

The most dangerous predator moves under the radar. Shark. They find amusement in the weak. His teeth were in me before I saw him coming. Or maybe it was a tongue . . .

Okay, so, maybe he was a lot hotter than I remembered. And funny. And interesting. And, it gave me a rush, okay? I wasn't used to so much freedom. Before I knew it, I had signed my name to a legally-binding document and found myself with a new roommate. And maybe it stated somewhere that we were supposed to have sex with hidden cameras in the room. Just pretend they're not there. How easily he could make me forget . . . We only live once, right?

I was never paid to fall in love. Or raised to like having sex with my well-known porn star boyfriend for anyone with a readily available internet connection to watch. Whoops. Now we wait for our next instruction. New York here we come. He may have wanted a virgin. He got so much more.

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