Fated (Fated, #1)

by Liza James

We’re an impossibly imperfect blend of things that should never unite. Yet here I am, feeling wholly complete for the first time in my life. One inherently good and one intrinsically evil. An Angel and a Demon.

“It is my business. You’re fucking mine, Luna. Don’t mistake that. It’ll always be my business,

It was also the first time I genuinely felt his emotions through our bond. It was like a thick blazing furnace, integrating with my blood and flooding my system with both of our emotions. We innately worked together, our bodies and minds in complete sync with what we needed from each other. I gave and he took, and in that moment, I wanted to give him everything.

don’t catch sight of him until my eyes firmly land on his, colliding together like two magnets finding their homes. A current of yearning and need crash through me. My body begs to step nearer to him, craving his touch on my skin and his voice in my ear.

We accept people for who they are, not where they come from or were born from.”

She pulls different aspects of my life together in ways I never anticipated and in ways that only leave me more confused, like I’m missing giant pieces of the puzzle before I gain the entire picture.

She grows on me every second of every day that we are together. My body craves her, but my mind seeks her out even more.

can feel the war inside myself, begging me to reach out and lay my rough hands against her soft skin. Urging me to feel the cool breeze of her body against mine, to experience the touch of my Fated as we ride out this wave together. She craves me and everything in my soul is hungry to devour her.

Our bond is billowing between us. She doesn’t realize that the pull of emotions flowing through her are pushing at my own simultaneously. We’re like oil and water, refusing to mix even when our souls beg to do so.

“They were called The Original Angels. Each one was created in representation of every nationality, every race. They are a varying depiction portraying the masses of humans. We breed and birth new Angels. But we aren’t raised with the traditional roles of mother and father. The children are raised in the community by everyone. I never had stereotypical parents, I simply had every mentor surrounding and developing me. But I did have Nathanial, we were birthed of the same donors.”

As a blazing claim, staking my place within her heart. Making her mine in every way she should be. My little Demon.

When we’re in the same room together, it’s like my blood surges and sings for him, a siren trying to lure her prey with only the simple act of being present.

“I, Elijah, Seraphim Angel of Arcadia, bind my blood to yours in covenant. I submit to the harmony of our souls as one.”

I moan, writhing and losing myself to the feeling of possessiveness he’s engulfing me in. But also, to the claiming I put on him by having myself on his skin, putting my own blood into his body. It runs both ways. Elijah may be a distant prick, but he’s mine and no one can claim him the way I can.

“Then you are mine as well, Elijah. My Fallen Angel, my addiction. My fucking obsession,”

She hates me, but she also craves me in the same breath.

She may be the Demon, but I’m the Devil disguised as an Angel. Eternally created to ruin her in every way I can get my filthy hands on.

I naturally mold myself to him, every one of his hard lines matching my softer ones perfectly. Another reminder of how he genuinely feels like the other half of me that’s been missing my entire life. Two pieces of a puzzle finally fitting together and creating the final image of power and beauty.

I need Elijah like he’s my last breath. I need his sun because I’m frozen in a winter storm without him.

See, your mother was an Angel and your father was a Demon. They were the first of their opposing kinds to come out as a Fated pairing.”

“A Demon and an Angel will never be together. It’s an utter disgrace to our kind, to accept someone so tainted and possessed as a partner. But your parents fought that truth to be together, effectively muddying up our genetics and creating abominations like you and your sister.”

I simply cherish the sensation of her skin against mine, of my heat melting her frost. Our Fated tie creates an intense flood of energy that gently consumes us.

The Fated were couples of our kind who were destined to be together. They were rare, but incredibly powerful. They have been slaughtered for centuries until the Fated no longer existed. We haven’t seen a surviving Fated pair in countless years. And if any do step forward, they’re quickly killed and destroyed.

“I want every part of you. The Angel. The Demon. Every dark and dangerous corner, every bright space that claims you. I take them all and demand each piece as my own.”

want to consume every inch of you. Devour you and destroy you until you’re writhing beneath me and begging for what only I can give you.”

“But I fuck you in the same breath that I make love to you. Because I do, Luna. I love you. More than anything or anyone that came before. More than anything that could ever happen in the future. I belong to you. You own me in every way that could ever exist.”

We lose ourselves to each other, to the blood bond and Fated connection that flows powerfully through us. We consume each other with every breath, love each other with every thought, and I realize that for the first time in my life, I feel whole again.

I have an idea, but it’s highly unlikely. It would mean that the Demon in her veins has essentially taken over the Angel. That she leans more to the Demonic side than Angelic. But in order for that to happen, someone would have to have pulled it out of her. Essentially, fed and nourished the Demon while they effectively starved her Angel.

“Firstly, we know your parents are Archophys who was a Demon, and Estera, who was an Angel. They were one of the few public couples from different races. We don’t know anything about them other than they didn’t survive. Amelia mentioned that they were Fated, but that would mean they were the first Fated pairing that we know of in thousands of years. Let alone the first Fated from different races.”

“Together, I think we can manipulate our surroundings entirely. We can potentially affect others in the manipulation as well, possibly use it as a weapon if need be in the future.

I’m a powerful mix of both Demon and Angel, I accept both parts of me wholly and thrive in either place. Both darkness and light have claimed me, and I willingly surrender to both sides.