Fate So Cruelly Bound – JM Grosvalet

He had done it with his own hands. With his own breath. With his own voice, saying take care of her, and meaning not only the words themselves, but all that lay beneath them. Because I cannot. His hold on her loosened. She was looking up at him, her lips parted. He watched her feel the change in him before he ever spoke it. Watched the slight alteration in her face, the quick gathering of herself—and then she stepped back.

“Are you…” Her eyes moved over him, quick and searching. “Are you all right?” A laugh slipped out of him before he could stop it, small and dry. “I’ve been better.” Her face tightened. “I saw,” she said at once. “Before this. I was somewhere else first—a tent.” Her breath caught. “You were on the ground. There was so much blood. I tried to get to you and I couldn’t. I went through a woman, I think, and I was—I don’t know what I was.”

She shook her head, and a curl slipped loose against her cheek. “But I saw you. And then I was here.” Elara’s hand went to the bloodstone, closing around it. “It’s still connecting us,” she said. “I think. It’s stronger now—with you in front of me.” She wet her lips. He watched her do it and looked away. “This place showed me—your body, Bryn and Dario working on you. You were barely holding on.” “Dario was helping? That must’ve been…harrowing for him.”

She tipped her head, a brief spark lighting in her eyes. For a moment, she looked as though she might ask what lay beneath that—between her old friend and her… Whatever Ivan was to her now. But she let the question die. Her gaze had already dropped, tracing the line of his chest, his side.

“You’re bleeding now,” she said. “While you’re standing here.” Ivan looked down at his hands and flexed them once. They were clean. No blood marked them. And yet he could almost sense it elsewhere all the same, hot and slow beneath skin that was not wholly with him in this place. “Highly likely,” he said. She took a step toward him, then checked herself with a small, catching breath.

The distance between them was little. Barely any space at all. And yet it held everything that had come between them. “When I first traveled here,” she said, “I was hurt as well. But I don’t think it was the blood.” Her hand stayed closed around the stone. “I think there was a current. The bloodstone answered it somehow.

Or strengthened it. Something did.” He fixed his eyes on her. “A current?” “Possibly through the oath,” she said, thinking aloud now, the way she always did when she was close to some answer she couldn’t prove. “I think the bloodstone is still carrying some part of it. And your current in the Void may have given the vow something to cling to.” She hesitated.

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Larson-Burnett OceanofPDF.com For anyone who has ever felt trapped by the story written for them. May you find the courage to write your own. OceanofPDF.com Author’s note Dear Reader, Before you turn the first page of Fate So Cruelly Bound, I wanted to offer a quick note on language. Throughout the book, italicized dialogue indicates a language shift from the scene’s primary language: Tírrísh in Latheria and Latherian in Tír na nÓg.

I also want to let you know that this book travels deeper into the darker corners of Elara’s world. There is love here, and loyalty, and moments of tenderness—but there is also pain. The story contains scenes and themes that may be difficult for some readers, including graphic violence, gore, blood, torture, captivity, war, grief, trauma, emotional and physical abuse, manipulation, magical possession and/or loss of bodily autonomy, blood magic, dark magic, ritualistic practices, injury detail, death of loved ones, soul harvesting, mental distress, panic, and references to harm involving children.

Please take care of yourself as you read. Step away when you need to. Skip pages if you have to. No story is worth sacrificing your peace for, and I would much rather you experience this book in a way that feels safe for you. Thank you for returning to this world and to these characters. After spending so long living alongside them, it is a joy to finally place the next part of their journey in your hands.

I hope you find something in these pages that breaks your heart a little, mends it gently, and reminds you that even in the cruelest places, light can still find a way through. With all my love and respect, J.M. Grosvalet OceanofPDF.com OceanofPDF.com Chapter 1 Elara ran because running was easier than thinking.

Easier than remembering. They moved in tandem. A whisper of motion through the trees. Driven only forward. This was Turlaith land, Reynnar had said that first night. Deep in the savage wilds of Tír na nÓg. And they were trespassing. The moss-drenched ground absorbed the thud of Elara’s footsteps, cushioning her flight but never easing the ache in her chest. She barely registered the scrape of branches against her arms or the damp fingers of fog that coiled possessively around her ankles. It didn’t matter.

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