Cover Reveal: FIGHTING FATE by Shaila Patel
Happy Valentine's Day!!! Guess what? I, and a few others, have the honor of revealing the cover for Shaila Patel's 2nd book in the Joining of Souls series. And here it is!!! Also below is even a little excerpt and rafflecopter. Who doesn't love free things?? Enjoy! Make tons of love on this glorious day (safely and preferably with your...soul mate...see what I did there?)
Under the cover of her porch, I returned her bag to her. We moved apart. With the
connection broken, she let out a shuddering sob. The pain of separating from her hit me square in
the chest. I wanted to hold and comfort her, but I was already making a dog’s dinner of this just
by being here. This would set her back—set us both back.
She turned away from me. Her hand shot up to her mouth, and her shoulders shook. I
instinctively stepped forward, but all I could do was curl my fingers into my palms to keep from
touching her.
“I miss you so much, Liam,” she said, the words choked out between hoarse cries. “I’m
sorry. I know I’m not supposed to be weak.” She slapped away her tears and turned to face me.
A bolt of lightning cracked nearby. I couldn’t stay. The tingling was pulling us together like it
was some sort of magnetic current.
“You’re not weak. I miss you too, Lucky.”
Her eyes grew cold in an instant. The fury of the sandstorm I sensed from her made me
gasp, and I stumbled back. “Jaysus, Lucky.” We were crossing interpretations again. I was
reading her emotions as air metaphors instead.
She barreled toward me, her hands balled up, apparently unaware of the effect her anger
had on me. “You have no right to miss me. You left me!” She beat her fists against my chest, and
I had to grab her by the wrists to stop her.
“Are you thinkin’ this has been easy for me?”
She wriggled free from my grip. “Whose fault is that?” she yelled above a roll of thunder.
I didn’t want her to see the pain on my face, so I turned away, holding myself up on the white,
wooden railing. The whirlpool of her anguish surrounded me, making my head ache.
I took a deep breath and lowered my voice. “Lucky, I broke my promises to you. For that,
I’m truly sorry. But I had little enough choice. None of that changes my feelings for you.”
“I’m not The One, so it’s time to move on. Is that it? Regardless of how you feel? Of how
I feel?” Her voice cracked. “You’re a coward.”
I heard her fumbling for her keys. She’d be inside soon, and I’d rather be fighting with
her on the porch than be without her.
“So where next, hmm?” she asked. “North Dakota? Vermont? Ooo, I know. You should
go to India. You could play this game for the rest of your life!”
I turned to face her. Her sarcasm was brutal, but I deserved all that and more.
She tried to unlock her door, but the keys slipped from her grip. She stooped to pick them
up, but her fingers were shaking so badly, she dropped them again.
“Dammit!” She crouched a second time and sucked back another sob.
I swept down and set my hands over hers to steady them. Taking the keys, I unlocked the
door, followed her inside, and bundled her in a blanket from off the sofa. Lucky didn’t protest.
We stood there, dripping water on her mum’s carpet, staring into each other’s eyes. Grabbing
fistfuls of the covering around her neck, I gently rocked her, tugging her closer, fighting the
craving to kiss her. My breaths came out fast and shallow, and only clinging to the material with
both hands kept me from sneaking a touch of her soft skin. If I didn’t leave now, I’d stay because
I didn’t have an ounce of the strength she had. Maybe I was the coward she’d accused me of
being.
SOULMATED: FIGHTING FATE - EXCERPT
(Joining of Souls Book 2)
connection broken, she let out a shuddering sob. The pain of separating from her hit me square in
the chest. I wanted to hold and comfort her, but I was already making a dog’s dinner of this just
by being here. This would set her back—set us both back.
She turned away from me. Her hand shot up to her mouth, and her shoulders shook. I
instinctively stepped forward, but all I could do was curl my fingers into my palms to keep from
touching her.
“I miss you so much, Liam,” she said, the words choked out between hoarse cries. “I’m
sorry. I know I’m not supposed to be weak.” She slapped away her tears and turned to face me.
A bolt of lightning cracked nearby. I couldn’t stay. The tingling was pulling us together like it
was some sort of magnetic current.
“You’re not weak. I miss you too, Lucky.”
Her eyes grew cold in an instant. The fury of the sandstorm I sensed from her made me
gasp, and I stumbled back. “Jaysus, Lucky.” We were crossing interpretations again. I was
reading her emotions as air metaphors instead.
She barreled toward me, her hands balled up, apparently unaware of the effect her anger
had on me. “You have no right to miss me. You left me!” She beat her fists against my chest, and
I had to grab her by the wrists to stop her.
“Are you thinkin’ this has been easy for me?”
She wriggled free from my grip. “Whose fault is that?” she yelled above a roll of thunder.
I didn’t want her to see the pain on my face, so I turned away, holding myself up on the white,
wooden railing. The whirlpool of her anguish surrounded me, making my head ache.
I took a deep breath and lowered my voice. “Lucky, I broke my promises to you. For that,
I’m truly sorry. But I had little enough choice. None of that changes my feelings for you.”
“I’m not The One, so it’s time to move on. Is that it? Regardless of how you feel? Of how
I feel?” Her voice cracked. “You’re a coward.”
I heard her fumbling for her keys. She’d be inside soon, and I’d rather be fighting with
her on the porch than be without her.
“So where next, hmm?” she asked. “North Dakota? Vermont? Ooo, I know. You should
go to India. You could play this game for the rest of your life!”
I turned to face her. Her sarcasm was brutal, but I deserved all that and more.
She tried to unlock her door, but the keys slipped from her grip. She stooped to pick them
up, but her fingers were shaking so badly, she dropped them again.
“Dammit!” She crouched a second time and sucked back another sob.
I swept down and set my hands over hers to steady them. Taking the keys, I unlocked the
door, followed her inside, and bundled her in a blanket from off the sofa. Lucky didn’t protest.
We stood there, dripping water on her mum’s carpet, staring into each other’s eyes. Grabbing
fistfuls of the covering around her neck, I gently rocked her, tugging her closer, fighting the
craving to kiss her. My breaths came out fast and shallow, and only clinging to the material with
both hands kept me from sneaking a touch of her soft skin. If I didn’t leave now, I’d stay because
I didn’t have an ounce of the strength she had. Maybe I was the coward she’d accused me of
being.
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FIGHTING FATE Summary
Empath
Liam Whelan is determined to protect Laxshmi "Lucky" Kapadia, the
girl he loves, at all costs--even if it means breaking her heart to keep her
alive. Stopping the joining cold means Liam's life is in danger from the Soul
Seekers and the ruthless Minister Gagliardi who now has designs on Lucky. Liam
has no choice but to find the strength to fight his desires, fight the joining,
and fight fate.
After
the unthinkable happened, Lucky's "hallucinations" have been working
double-time. Heartbroken and plagued by doubts, she meets a man who gives her a
mind-blowing explanation for her predicament. Her apparent savior provides her
with an escape from her hell: run away with him or return to her drab existence
and watch Liam move on with her heart in his hands. All Lucky ever craved was
to be in control of her own fate, but when her only choices fight against her
heart, can she find the strength to battle for what she wants?
SOULMATED Summary (Book One)
Irish
royal empath Liam Whelan is being forced by his family to search for his empath
soul mate, and finds Laxshmi Kapadia instead. The problem? She's not an empath.
Now he has to decide just what he'll sacrifice to be with her.
Shaila Patel, a member of RWA and SCBWI, is a pharmacist by training, a medical office manager by day, and a writer by night. Her debut #ownvoices novel, SOULMATED, won the 2015 Chanticleer Book Reviews Paranormal Awards for Young Adult. The sequel, FIGHTING FATE, releases April 2018.
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