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Fate
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Complete, First published Jun 04, 2014
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After being hunted in their homeland of Abeillnuv for nearly their entire lives, nomads Tonius and Elyssa decide that it's time to move on, to leave the realm they'd called home and finally escape the tyrant they'd spent seasons running from. It seemed like an easy enough task. Go West to Haven, charter a ship and they'd be on their way, leaving behind a lifetime of memories and worries.
    
Unfortunately, things are a little more complicated than either of them could have anticipated. A war coming, a battle that will rage across Abeillnuv like a wildfire, with the two of them caught right in the middle of it. What should have been a simple journey West, something they had done several times before, suddenly becomes a fight for their lives as sides are taken and secrets long buried resurface.

After all, everything comes with a price.
    
    
Book One of Intertwined
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