The Fate Game We Play

The Fate Game We Play

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One Dream. One Passion. One goal. Mia Hastings has had her eyes set on the olympic title since she was 6 years old. A now 20 year-old college student, she has gotton a chance to participate in the Olympics along side her best friend Elizabeth aka Liz. This life altering change keeps her on her toes as she goes through new experiences and realises this journey in itself may be much more special than expected. Will the Games be the only thing that changes her life or will the people she meets more specifically a guy she meets determine her future as well. With crossroads, competitiveness, fights and emotion anything is possible. #18 in swim ~ 4 Dec 2018 Runner-up of the Blue Rose Awards under the Teen Fiction Category in November 2018
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Sometimes I catch myself wondering how I ended up juggling early morning swim practices, a full course load, and the whirlwind of campus life-all while carrying the weight of expectations from a dad who once dominated professional hockey and a mom who's a force in the fashion world. Maybe that's why I'm so good at keeping my guard up, hiding behind perfect times in the pool and a quick, practiced wit. I first crossed paths with Cam Reid after being dragged to a party the night I moved into my freshman dorm. He was everything the rumors promised: a hockey phenom with a magnetic pull and a reputation for effortless charm, especially with the ladies. But after a horrible pick-up attempt, I did what the rest of the girls at the party would deem unthinkable-I turned him down, making it clear I wasn't interested in being just another story for him. But instead of turning away, Cam proved himself to be more than a headline or a rumor. We built something real-a steady, solid, and surprisingly uncomplicated friendship. But that's the thing about lines drawn in friendships-they're not always as permanent as you think. One night, everything changed, and the laughter and late-night talks began to blur into something I couldn't quite define, and suddenly, every instinct to keep things platonic began to feel impossible to follow.

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