When Wishes Bleed (When Wishes Bleed, #1)

by Casey L. Bond

Fate, I knew all too well, was real. He wasn’t an obscure concept of destiny, or a dream of what the future might hold. And he certainly wasn’t luck or a wishing well. He was sentient and very much alive.

Fate’s hands never weaken, never falter, and they never fail.”

Heavy was the head that wore the crown, though many coveted the weighty circlet.

My grandmother’s words had taken root in me, and I wanted to pluck them and leave them in the sun to wilt.

Skinny jeans were the devil’s creation.

“The boy with the golden eyes, and heart to match,”

Tauren had claimed to be jealous, but he hadn’t seen the bold shade of green my envy bore.

“The earth belongs to all of us. We’re a part of it; not just bodies dwelling on it.”