Twisted Fate

Twisted Fate

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Jiana Love is a celebrated fiction crime author. Believing in that she is able to control the things in her life just as her books' plots. What happens when one of her books lead to her downfall? Is it a twisted fate? This short crime story is part of the "Mastermind in Danger" contest. ***********🔮********** Prompt: Crime fiction writers are praised for their genius mastermind. But what happens when there is someone to get them all? What will they do when the person at stake is not a fictional character but themselves
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A high trained Assassin is betrayed by her former lover, also known as the Royal's Son. The story takes place in Elisora, known for it's dark secrets and overpowering rulers, will anyone be free? [IN NEED OF SERIOUS EDITING] This is a dual POV book. Sneak peek ;) "What are you doing here Ace?" I whispered. He took a step towards me. My breath hitched. "Victoria, you really thought I would let you get away with everything you planned? Just because your rotten little family died? God you people are so oblivious." I took a step back; his words were drenched in venom. "B-but... y-you...I" I choked on my own words. "Oh please, you really thought I was in love with you? It was my plan all along. To get into your pity group, find out your backstories, fall in love with you, find out your master plan and destroy it." Tears pricked my eyes, but I wouldn't let them fall. I wouldn't let him see me suffer. I wouldn't. Before I could process anything that had just come out of his mouth, he lunged at me.

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