Fate Series by Charisse Spiers

What do you do when everything you had planned out for yourself gets changed in one summer? Do you embrace the new or fight to keep things the same? For seventeen year old Kinzleigh everything was going just as she always planned. She had great friends, went to a school she loved, and always knew she was destined for greatness. One step already completed towards acquiring the job she has forever dreamed of, a pro football cheerleader... moreWhat do you do when everything you had planned out for yourself gets changed in one summer? Do you embrace the new or fight to keep things the same? For seventeen year old Kinzleigh everything was going just as she always planned. She had great friends, went to a school she loved, and always knew she was destined for greatness. One step already completed towards acquiring the job she has forever dreamed of, a pro football cheerleader. Nothing and no one was going to stand in her way, especially not love. What she doesn't expect is for her parents to suddenly change everything and send her spiraling into a life she didn't want for herself, especially after meeting one blue eyed boy she can't stop dreaming about. Her life is changing at every turn. She is learning that sometimes life has different plans than our own. When she finally accepts the hand fate has dealt, everything is ripped from her once again. Can she accept the ugly fate that was chosen for her or will she fight to once again accept it. **Note from the author: reader discretion is advised. Content is for mature readers 18+ due to some language and some sensuality or intimate scenes** less

Note from the author: Content intended for readers 18+ due to language and sexual content Kinzleigh's life came crashing down after that tragic day leaving her in a whirlwind of despair. How do you move on from something when you have a secret no one knows; a constant reminder of something so beautiful that was taken as if it never existed? Kinzleigh Baker was the golden girl. She never partied or gave her parents an ounce of trouble. She sure as heck didn't venture out with boys... moreNote from the author: Content intended for readers 18+ due to language and sexual content Kinzleigh's life came crashing down after that tragic day leaving her in a whirlwind of despair. How do you move on from something when you have a secret no one knows; a constant reminder of something so beautiful that was taken as if it never existed? Kinzleigh Baker was the golden girl. She never partied or gave her parents an ounce of trouble. She sure as heck didn't venture out with boys. She had hopes and dreams that could only be obtained by keeping a clear head; free from emotions that only hold you back. She had her life planned out like a book, moving forward chapter by chapter. What she didn't expect was for fate to knock her off that pedestal she has been on by throwing at her one unexpected thing after another. Finally learning we can't always control the life we planned out for ourselves she accepted the destiny she was given and even embraced it, finding a love many people never experience in a lifetime. What happens, though, when fate laughs in your face just to drastically change it all again? Kinzleigh has realized hopes and dreams are useless. Why even bother trying when everything always gets taken from you? The only way to abstain from hurt is to have no aspirations or expectations. After finally trying to pick up the pieces of her life and live the only way she knows how, fate gets the last move again and throws in a twist no one expected. Will she finally get the ending to her story? less

Note from the author: This is not written to be read as a standalone. If you have not read book one, Accepted fate, or book two, Twisting Fate, please read those first. Mature content. Meant from ages 18+ due to language and sexual content. We can't always control what happens in our lives. If anyone has learned that it's Kinzleigh Baker. She has learned to embrace the moments and live like there is no tomorrow; to love the people that we are given with all that we have... moreNote from the author: This is not written to be read as a standalone. If you have not read book one, Accepted fate, or book two, Twisting Fate, please read those first. Mature content. Meant from ages 18+ due to language and sexual content. We can't always control what happens in our lives. If anyone has learned that it's Kinzleigh Baker. She has learned to embrace the moments and live like there is no tomorrow; to love the people that we are given with all that we have. She knows all too well what it's like to have your heart ripped from your chest and doesn't care to ever experience that feeling again. Her life has been one roller coaster of overwhelming consequences back to back. Kinzleigh has learned some of the humility she was once lacking as an adolescent. She has found out the hard way that we can't always focus on ourselves or take the important people in our lives for granted. She is working hard to live by putting one foot in front of the other. She is now forcefully embarking on a new journey; one that will be sure to cause lots of trials and tribulations on its own. What would you do if God gave you that second chance to the one thing you would change if you could? One tragedy that could be reversed perhaps or someone from your past waltzing back into your life unannounced. Would you take it and run with it or go a different route altogether? less

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... moreI 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. less

I’ve known what it’s like to be at the top of the world looking down.I had the girl, the band, fans, and a deal on the table. It was the opportunity of a lifetime, and not many get to experience it. I knew what I wanted and was unstoppable. No one was going to stand in our way. She supported me. She had an undying love for our music. And I was all in. Being a tattoo artist was just a paid hobby I was more than happy to lay down. We were going to make it—all of us... moreI’ve known what it’s like to be at the top of the world looking down.I had the girl, the band, fans, and a deal on the table. It was the opportunity of a lifetime, and not many get to experience it. I knew what I wanted and was unstoppable. No one was going to stand in our way. She supported me. She had an undying love for our music. And I was all in. Being a tattoo artist was just a paid hobby I was more than happy to lay down. We were going to make it—all of us. I could already feel the heat from the stage lights, see the sold-out venue with hands in the air as the crowd chanted our name and sang our lyrics. I could imagine our songs playing on the radio. Music videos, success, fame, Grammys—I wanted it all. We were chasing a dream. Billboard was my target. And we were days away from claiming a tour bus.Then she died.A musician without a muse is nothing. She was mine. I wanted none of it anymore. No friends, family, nothing. I just wanted her. Drugs became my lifeline. Didn’t matter the kind. It all served a purpose. An effort to make me forget what I’d done. My desire for music laid six-feet under just like her. And as much as I wanted to die, God wouldn’t let me. Living was a greater punishment.When I was as low as I could go, the stars aligned, and suddenly I was around people I couldn’t escape, being forced to face things I never had. Fresh out of rehab and halfway across the country and I laid eyes on her—hot, younger, and an itch I was going to scratch. Only it wasn’t. She changed everything. Things I didn’t want changed. She stirs emotions I’d laid to rest. She sparks behavior in me that’s never existed. She surfaces a form of desire I’ve never known. Her immaturity leaves me raging mad. Her tantrums make me crazy. And the jealousy over her I can’t handle. Yet I can’t leave her alone.And when the supernatural has a hand in matchmaking, the only thing left . . . is recovery. Note from the author: It is *imperative* to read the Fated Duet first! Their story starts there. less

Love at first sight? Most would say yeah right. It’s bullshit, especially for a kid in high school. But for me, it was real. I met her at a rock concert. There I was lost in a crowd, hands in the air and listening to my favorite band, when suddenly all I could see was her out of hundreds of people as if she was standing under a spotlight. I’d never seen anything like her. I knew in that moment I wasn’t leaving that place without at least hearing her speak... moreLove at first sight? Most would say yeah right. It’s bullshit, especially for a kid in high school. But for me, it was real. I met her at a rock concert. There I was lost in a crowd, hands in the air and listening to my favorite band, when suddenly all I could see was her out of hundreds of people as if she was standing under a spotlight. I’d never seen anything like her. I knew in that moment I wasn’t leaving that place without at least hearing her speak. So I broke the ice with something we obviously had in common—music. I never expected for it to lead to parking in the backseat of my truck on a backroad late at night. One thing led to another, and the next thing I knew I owned her virginity. She was mine for a night. Then the summer. And before I knew what was happening, I couldn’t stay away. I kept her to myself. Not even my bandmates knew who the girl was that was taking up all of my time. Then school started back and I found out her real age. I was fucked. Because by that point I was in love. No one could know. Sneaking around was better than not having her at all. But the thing about high school—secrets don’t stay secrets for long. Parents have a way of finding out things. And statutory rape charges become very real. My life went from a dream to a nightmare in less than twenty-four hours. Two options were on the table. Either way ruined my life, one just worse than the other. Both drove us apart. I chose the lesser of two evils. I left town. She was off limits in every aspect of the word . . . forever. Now, years later, I’m still not over her, regardless of how many girls I’ve been with. Haven’t heard from or seen her since the day I left. And with my best friend moving on it’s getting harder not to think about her. But true love is like a boomerang—regardless of where you let it go, it always comes back around. NOTE: PLEASE READ BOOKS 6-8 BEFORE THIS TITLE. less

There are hot girls, and then there is Paxtyn.Presley’s little sister was coming over, they said. Only the girl that showed up in Miami was anything but little, and definitely didn’t look like the girls I went to high school with. Quite the raging bitch, that one. I found myself interested. Things quickly took a turn. I got more than I bargained for. A few naughty nights and things went back to normal for me. Mostly. She’s become a long-distance distraction that I keep to myself... moreThere are hot girls, and then there is Paxtyn.Presley’s little sister was coming over, they said. Only the girl that showed up in Miami was anything but little, and definitely didn’t look like the girls I went to high school with. Quite the raging bitch, that one. I found myself interested. Things quickly took a turn. I got more than I bargained for. A few naughty nights and things went back to normal for me. Mostly. She’s become a long-distance distraction that I keep to myself. Luckily for me, I have a lot of self-control. I didn’t call. No girl is going to tear me down; not even the one I can’t stop thinking about. I’ve seen that ending.Now it’s December in Lake Tahoe, and there is one reason I hate Christmas—everyone feels the need to give you shit, like the hot piece of ass at the door. And that call I never made . . . it’s going to slap me in the face.Note: Please read Fate books 6-9 prior to this title. This should be read after Finding Fate. less

A beautiful brat. That’s what everyone in Laguna Beach knows me as. Most beautiful. Spoiled. Richest student currently enrolled at Laguna Beach High. The mean girl. Vainest. Most anticipated lay of my graduating class. All things you’d probably find by my photo in the yearbook should the student body have a say. The first to get party invites and last to show up, every girl wants to be me and every guy wants to nail me. Hate me yet? Definitely not the first... moreA beautiful brat. That’s what everyone in Laguna Beach knows me as. Most beautiful. Spoiled. Richest student currently enrolled at Laguna Beach High. The mean girl. Vainest. Most anticipated lay of my graduating class. All things you’d probably find by my photo in the yearbook should the student body have a say. The first to get party invites and last to show up, every girl wants to be me and every guy wants to nail me. Hate me yet? Definitely not the first. Like my brother and sister in years past, I rule the school. I’m the queen, but I use my reign differently. My brother was a cocky playboy. My sister was friendly to everyone, including guys after dark. Both had a loyal army of real friends, my parents’ favorites. Me, I’m the ice queen. Keep friends close and enemies closer—that’s my motto, and the only way to stay at the top. No one will penetrate my armor. A virgin—bet no one saw that coming. Everyone assumes I’ve done the deed. Boys—all pawns in my game. I do just enough to keep them on their toes. Secrets keep the game going. The biggest mystery at LBH is who got between my legs. Rumor has it there’s been a bet going on with the male student body since freshman year. First one to fuck me takes the pot. It doubles if I fall in love. I heard it’s in the thousands already and it’s only junior year. Landon Scott—the unconfirmed winner and only guy that’s gotten to my core. One hot holiday and now I’m back in the middle of high school drama. Let’s see what he chooses to do with it. Note: must be read after Gifted Fate. This is a tentative release date. Will likely be moved up. less

My boots aren’t made for walkin’ they’re made to run . . . Most like to call me emotionally absent. I’d like to think I’m just smart. Heartache is something I won’t have twice. Burn me once, shame on you, but burn me twice, shame on me. Love destroys a person. I decided early on emotional attachments were something I needed to steer clear of. Hookin’ up—that’s something I can do. I was raised by the toughest, the emotionally shut off. I was raised by cowboys... moreMy boots aren’t made for walkin’ they’re made to run . . . Most like to call me emotionally absent. I’d like to think I’m just smart. Heartache is something I won’t have twice. Burn me once, shame on you, but burn me twice, shame on me. Love destroys a person. I decided early on emotional attachments were something I needed to steer clear of. Hookin’ up—that’s something I can do. I was raised by the toughest, the emotionally shut off. I was raised by cowboys. Ranch hands and Daddy taught me everything I know. Since I was old enough to walk I’ve been one of the boys. I can rope and ride with the best of ‘em. I know how to work by the sweat of my brow. I’ve been drinking grown men under the table since I was sixteen. I can flirt my way into a man’s bed with ease. And I push away like a pro. But let him look at me the way he does and nothing makes sense. Fisher Austin—the college quarterback I met at a Halloween frat party. He tried to kiss me. Football players are off limits. My own personal rule. But every turn he’s there. Mutual friends make staying away difficult. He makes me question things. And that’s something I hate. Finals week—home free. Three weeks. Daddy’s ranch. A summer that would change everything. less