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Fate and Fortune: Part One
By Robin Daniels
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Fate & Fortune: Part One
By Robin Daniels
YA Contemporary Romance, Duology
ebook, 279 Pages
ebook, 279 Pages
September 20th 2018
Bryce has liked Paige since they were little but has never had the guts to act on his feelings. Paige is devastated over being dumped by her long-time boyfriend and can’t seem to move on. They’re stuck in a rut, until fate decides to pull them out.
Both Paige and Bryce are talked into seeing a fortune teller at the annual Summer’s End Carnival. Neither of them buys into the mysticism, until the psychic’s predictions start coming true. Now, the most bizarre things are happening and there isn’t a clear explanation. Each of them must figure out if they’re the subject of an elaborate hoax or a bigger plan forged by destiny.
*This book is part one of two. Books should be read sequentially.
*This book is part one of two. Books should be read sequentially.
Excerpt
(PAIGE)
THE PLAYERS: Paige-The Heartbroken Heroine,
Eric-Paige’s Older Brother, Amy-Paige’s Best Friend, Jason-Paige’s Ex-boyfriend
Eric-Paige’s Older Brother, Amy-Paige’s Best Friend, Jason-Paige’s Ex-boyfriend
Eric
studied me before throwing his hands in the air. “You’ve wasted your entire
break, Paige. Books, work, and the occasional TV show are not a vacation. I’ve been patient because I know how hard the
breakup was, but it’s time for reality. And reality means getting dressed and
coming to the carnival with us.”
studied me before throwing his hands in the air. “You’ve wasted your entire
break, Paige. Books, work, and the occasional TV show are not a vacation. I’ve been patient because I know how hard the
breakup was, but it’s time for reality. And reality means getting dressed and
coming to the carnival with us.”
I
shrieked. “I can’t go to the carnival. What if I run into Jason? I’ve spent the
whole summer avoiding him. I won’t blow it on the very last night.”
shrieked. “I can’t go to the carnival. What if I run into Jason? I’ve spent the
whole summer avoiding him. I won’t blow it on the very last night.”
“What
happens when you see him at school?” Eric asked. I narrowed my eyes, frustrated
because he was right.
happens when you see him at school?” Eric asked. I narrowed my eyes, frustrated
because he was right.
We lived
in a small northern Texas town—less than four thousand people—and we only had
two schools. The elementary school housed kindergarten through sixth grade, and
the secondary school had seventh through twelfth. The middle and high school
were in separate parts of the building, but for the most part everyone knew
everyone and there was no way to avoid anybody. This meant there was a 100
percent chance I’d have at least one class with Jason.
in a small northern Texas town—less than four thousand people—and we only had
two schools. The elementary school housed kindergarten through sixth grade, and
the secondary school had seventh through twelfth. The middle and high school
were in separate parts of the building, but for the most part everyone knew
everyone and there was no way to avoid anybody. This meant there was a 100
percent chance I’d have at least one class with Jason.
“He’s
got a point,” Amy said. “Wouldn’t you rather rip the Band-Aid off tonight, so
you can avoid a meltdown tomorrow?”
got a point,” Amy said. “Wouldn’t you rather rip the Band-Aid off tonight, so
you can avoid a meltdown tomorrow?”
“Maybe I
could homeschool?” I suggested half-heartedly.
could homeschool?” I suggested half-heartedly.
“If you
don’t come with us, he wins,” Eric chided.
don’t come with us, he wins,” Eric chided.
Amy
nodded in agreement, then added, “You don’t even know if he’ll be there.”
nodded in agreement, then added, “You don’t even know if he’ll be there.”
“Yeah,
right,” I grumbled.
right,” I grumbled.
There
wasn’t a lot to do around here. We had a two-screen movie theater and a
ten-lane bowling alley, both of which were older than dirt and smelled funky.
If you wanted good entertainment, you had to drive over an hour to Amarillo or
Lubbock. The annual Summer’s End Carnival
was lame, but it was something to do. Jason would certainly be there.
wasn’t a lot to do around here. We had a two-screen movie theater and a
ten-lane bowling alley, both of which were older than dirt and smelled funky.
If you wanted good entertainment, you had to drive over an hour to Amarillo or
Lubbock. The annual Summer’s End Carnival
was lame, but it was something to do. Jason would certainly be there.
I chewed
on my lip in panic. “What if he has a new girlfriend?”
on my lip in panic. “What if he has a new girlfriend?”
“He
doesn’t,” Eric assured me.
doesn’t,” Eric assured me.
“Who
cares if he does?” Amy snipped, growing tired of my excuses. “There’s plenty of
cute, available fish in our tiny pond. You can’t settle on catfish before
you’ve tried trout.”
cares if he does?” Amy snipped, growing tired of my excuses. “There’s plenty of
cute, available fish in our tiny pond. You can’t settle on catfish before
you’ve tried trout.”
She
thought she was being clever, but her analogy sucked. “Jason is not a catfish. Catfish are ugly,” I
argued.
thought she was being clever, but her analogy sucked. “Jason is not a catfish. Catfish are ugly,” I
argued.
Eric
rolled his eyes. “All fish are ugly.
But trout tastes better. Think of what you’d be missing if you only ever ate
catfish.”
rolled his eyes. “All fish are ugly.
But trout tastes better. Think of what you’d be missing if you only ever ate
catfish.”
“If I
only ate catfish I wouldn’t know what I’d be missing, so I wouldn’t care.”
only ate catfish I wouldn’t know what I’d be missing, so I wouldn’t care.”
Amy
rifled through my closet. “If you want Jason back so bad, then you need to try trout. Lots of
trout—preferably in front of him. Nothing makes a catfish more jealous than a
good-looking trout.” She tossed some clothes at me along with my towel. “Get
out there, look hot, talk to a bunch of guys, and flirt a little.”
rifled through my closet. “If you want Jason back so bad, then you need to try trout. Lots of
trout—preferably in front of him. Nothing makes a catfish more jealous than a
good-looking trout.” She tossed some clothes at me along with my towel. “Get
out there, look hot, talk to a bunch of guys, and flirt a little.”
“Who am
I supposed to flirt with?”
I supposed to flirt with?”
“It
doesn’t matter,” Eric answered with a smirk. He leaned against my Taylor Swift
poster, because he knew it bugged me. “As long as it’s not yours truly.”
doesn’t matter,” Eric answered with a smirk. He leaned against my Taylor Swift
poster, because he knew it bugged me. “As long as it’s not yours truly.”
I
finally cracked, unable to suppress my laughter. “Um, I think that goes without
saying.”
finally cracked, unable to suppress my laughter. “Um, I think that goes without
saying.”
About the Author
The most important thing to know about me is that I'm basically a sixteen-year-old trapped in an adult's body. It's why I feel such a great connection to all of my characters and why I love to write romantic comedy. The kid in me just wants to be goofy. Besides being a writer; I'm a wife, mother of five, volleyball enthusiast and home decorating guru. My list of favorites includes: reading, Christmas, pedicures, dessert, steak, Arizona winters and most importantly, Diet Coke.
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beautiful cover and lovely story
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