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Fate

Fate

A Book by taylor


Corie Anderson is marked. Marked for death by a council of Trackers. Vincent is marked too. Marked for trying to save an innocent girl from a fate..
Chapter 1: Corie Anderson

Chapter 1: Corie Anderson

A Chapter by taylor


I must be dreaming because in my reality there are no ‘Fate Chooser’s’. And they defiantly don’t just decide if a person is ..
Chapter 2: Vincent

Chapter 2: Vincent

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I was sitting in my itchy black robe in the round hall we used for hearings. But this wasn’t a hearing, this was a Council meeting. I hated Co..
Chapter 3: Collin Harper

Chapter 3: Collin Harper

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The little woman underneath me held up the picture of a girl. I opened her file and the found the same picture paper clipped to her birth certificat..
Chapter 4: Angelia

Chapter 4: Angelia

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The park was a place I went often, just to think. I watched an old couple walking under the trees. How lucky they were. They were too old to have go..
Chapter 5: Speaking Aloud (Vincent)

Chapter 5: Speaking Aloud (Vincent)

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“Collin, I need to speak to you!” I said following after him out of the round hall. He stopped outside his room and turned to face me. ..
Chapter 6: Taken (Corie Anderson)

Chapter 6: Taken (Corie Anderson)

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I was checking myself in the mirror one last time before I went downstairs. I was wearing a dark blue knee length spaghetti strap dress with a black..
Chapter 7: Kidnapping

Chapter 7: Kidnapping

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At first I didn’t know what to think of his words. My first reflex reaction was to not care because I was head over heels hanging off of every..
Chapter 8: Truthfulness: Part 1

Chapter 8: Truthfulness: Part 1

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“I’m telling you, you don’t want to hear it.” He shook his head gripping the steering wheel with both hands. “Well w..
Chapter 8: Truthfulness: Part 2

Chapter 8: Truthfulness: Part 2

A Chapter by taylor


The next morning I was surprised to find myself still wrapped in Vincent’s arms. Except for we were no longer on the couch, we were on a bed. ..

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