Title: Fighting
Destiny
Author: Amelia
Hutchins
Genre: Paranormal
Romance
Have you ever heard of the old
Celtic legends of the Fae - beautiful, magical, and deadly creatures that have
a love of messing with humans just for kicks and giggles?
Welcome to my world.
What started out as a strange
assignment, lead to one of the most gruesome murder mysteries of our times. My
friends and I are set and determined to find out who is killing off Fae and
Witches alike.
Couple of problems in the way – I
hate the Fae and the Prince of the Dark Fae is bound and determined that I work
for him. He’s a rude, overbearing egotistical ass with a compulsive need to
possess, dominate and control me. Oh – did I mention that he is absolutely
sex-on-a-stick gorgeous and he makes me feel things that I never ever wanted to
feel for a Fae...every time he touches me or looks at me with those dangerous
golden eyes he seems to pull me further in under his spell, despite my better
judgment.
My friends and I can’t trust
anyone and nothing is as it seems on the surface – not even me.
Amelia lives in the great Pacific Northeast with her family. When not
writing she can be found on her page Erotica Book Club. She's an avid reader of
everything paranormal romance.
He
bowed his head giving me a dark, dangerous smile. "Keep telling
yourself that Syn, and you might eventually believe it."
"I
don’t need you to believe it, or myself for that matter. I have to
protect, endure and live for my coven. In that order. I'll
be ready to leave in five minutes. Let me just go grab my big girl
panties," I said, leaving him at the door.
"I'll
be strong for you Syn, if you need it. You don’t always have to be
the strong one, I'll be your glue if you want to crumble, I'll hold you
together," he said lifting his eyes and meeting mine.
"And
what if you're what's making me crumble Ryder, what then?"
His
lips lifted into his sexy smirk. "Then I'll put you back
together. I will never tear you down, Syn. I will always
protect you from anything and everything that would. I've yet to
find anything in this world or any other who can take me on—keep that in
mind," he said lifting his eyes to meet mine before he started to turn
away.
I was
startled by his words and what he had said earlier when we were dancing. He
didn’t like me, did he? "That's what I'm afraid of."
Fighting Destiny Playlist
Scenes
from Fighting Destiny©2013 Amelia Hutchins
Sex on Fire, Kings of Leon
"Not until I tell you
to come Syn, in this place, I am your master, and you come when I fucking allow
it. Your pussy gets rewarded when you please me, do you understand, or do I
need to teach you how to serve me?"
Closer, Nine Inch Nails
"Ryder," I
sighed without meaning to.
"Stop thinking,
Syn. You keep over-thinking
everything."
My lip trembled with the
need to either kiss him, or run. I
settled on biting it softly while his hands held me in place. The one on the small of my back came around
softly pressing against the silk of the skirt as he rubbed his hand across my
ass through the wispy material. He
lifted my leg and placed it on the bed carefully.
I watched his nostrils
flare as the glow became more apparent, and he allowed me to see the full fire
that I’d created in him. "No
panties?" He questioned through a guttural tone.
Broken, Seether
"You keep
saying you can't, and it's a lie. You won't. You hide in the fucking past.
You're not living Syn, you're just going through the motions of it. You want
me, I can smell it—you need it as much as I do right now. The difference is, I
can admit to what I want—you can't."
Godsmack, I Stand Alone
"I. Am.
Not. You’re. Any-Fucking-Thing!"
"You will be,"
he said, with an air of confidence that only pissed me off more.
Puddle Of Mudd, Control
"I'm not sleeping
with you. I don’t care if you're starving
and writhing on the fucking floor. I'll
walk over you and out that damn the door.
I'll drag someone else back to you—but it won't be me you feed off of,
ever."
His lips twitched, but his
eyes stayed emotionless. "Writhing
on the floor?"
"Writhing," I
confirmed.
"I do not writhe on
the floor, ever."
"Good, then we are on
the same page." I said smoothly.
Carly Simon, You’re So
Vain
Great,
that’s all I needed right now. Smell the Dark Prince who is carrying you
up the damn stairs like Cinder-freaking-rella!
Limp Bizkit, Behind
Blue Eyes
"I'll be strong for you Syn, if you
need it. You don’t always have to be the strong one, I'll be your glue if
you want to crumble, I'll hold you together,"
“It just is,
simple as that. That kind of love doesn't die. It withers the soul
without the other to keep it alive. Eventually, it turns you bitter and
cynical."
Stained, Believe
"No surprises in
there, if you get in trouble this ends.
Do you understand me?"
"Yes master," I
grumbled, and then winced at the heat that flashed to life in his eyes.
"Mmm I like that word
on your lips."
Nine Inch Nails, Head Like Hole
Ryder turned around and
looked down at me sharply in warning.
"Showtime Synthia, kiss me."
My mouth went dry. All the fluid inside my body went shooting
straight to my vagina. I licked my lips
nervously. "Seriously? That is like
the opposite of what I just said outside."
"Prove you can do
this, now." His eyes searched my face, and with the single look I melted
for him. I was pathetic, a pile of fucking mush from once single look!
Stone Sour, Through the Glass
"How old are
you?" He continued.
"Twenty one years
old. Going on one hundred."
He smiled, but it was all
teeth, "Funny girl."
Snow Patrol, Chasing Cars
"I didn’t forget who I
was, Syn. I knew exactly who I was and
who I was with when I lost control."
Three Days Grace, I hate Everything About You
His eyes lit up, and he
shook his head as more Fae magic pushed into my mind. It was painful at first, but gone instantly
when his lips caressed mine. I moaned
and pushed against his mouth with need for him that was so hot and fierce, that
I was afraid I'd be left in a pile of ash if he didn’t continue and give me
more of his mouth. When he pulled away,
I cried from the loss. "Ryder."
"What's your
name?" He demanded in a husky voice, filled with hunger.
"Syn. Now shut up and
kiss me Ryder."
Sublime,
Bad Fish
I tore my eyes away from him with a nervous laugh bubbling
inside of me. He stepped in and slid his magnificent body in slowly into
the water. "Relax Syn, I promise to be gentle—the first time."
"The first time?" I asked meeting his hard penetrating
stare.
Trapt,
Headstrong
His eyes challenged me, but he
remained silent as he pulled one of my legs out from where I had been holding
them up against my body. His eyes stayed locked with mine as his fingers
rubbed the pads of my foot. "This isn't going to be over fast Syn,
it's going to take more than once to get you out of my system."
AC/DC,
You Shook me all Night Long
I wasn’t sure I wanted to be out of
his system. I should have been happy to hear it, but it sat like a rock on my
chest. "You really think you can fuck me out of your system?"
Disturbed,
Down With the Sickness
"No Syn, nothing with you could
be that easy," he said showing his teeth as he pulled my leg and made me
lose my balance in the water.
Kings of Leon, Use Somebody
"Not used to getting compliments, are you?" He said
moving us closer together until my body was completely flushed with his.
"No," I replied honestly.
"I scare you Syn, make you feel things you are afraid of
admitting."
Seether, FMLYHM
"I
don’t make excuses for what I am, or what I do. I play hard. I love hard, and I
fuck even harder Syn, I am what I am. So if you play games with me, keep in
mind I will be more than happy to play them with you and...I always win."
Extended Playlist
Metallica Of Wolf and Man
Nine Inch Nail Hurt Head Like a Hole
Saliva Superstar
Trapt Headstrong
AC/DC Thunderstruck
Bullet For My Valentine
Your Betrayal
Creed My Own Prison
CCR Bad Moon Rising
Crossfade Cold
Fuel Bad Day/Hemorrhage
Fun Some Nights
House of Pain Jump Around
The Lumineers Hey Ho
Hinder So Far Away
Nirvana Heart-Shaped Box
Papa Roach Last Resort/Scars
Powerman 5000 When Worlds Collide
Saving Abel Addicted
White Zombie More Human than the Human
Sublime
Flo Rida
Third Eye Blind
Matchbox Twenty
Blake Shelton
Buckcherry
The Calling
Pitbull
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