A Tangle of Fate (When Wishes Bleed 3) by Casey L. Bond

 

Title: A Tangle of Fate

Author: Casey L. Bond

Genre: YA Epic Fantasy

Editor: Stacy Sanford/ The Girl with the Red Pen

Cover Designer: Melissa Stevens/ The Illustrated Author Design Services

Blurb: The Blurb Doctor

Publication Date: August 18th, 2023

Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR





Blurb:
Two Hearts. One Curse.

 

Once upon a time, in anger and desperation, a witch cursed Fate. It was not without consequence…

 

“Some things once damaged, cannot be made whole again. I fear I am one of those

things.”

 

Cursed at birth, Mirren has grown up watching her loved ones suffer with worry,

wondering when Death will come for her. Just as she begins to stretch her wings and

seek out the future she never thought she’d have by accepting the honor of becoming

Cauldron City’s emissary to the Kingdom of Nautilus, the curse takes root and her

heart begins to falter… 

 

In a moment of righteous fury, Mirren binds Fate into human flesh so that he will feel

what it is to live and love and have it all ripped away. To know pain so deep, nothing

and no one can ease it. 

 

She assumes her magic, like her heart, is too weak to do as she commands until the

night Fate finds her, rage simmering in his dark eyes as he demands she break her

spell. He claims he never knew she existed, proposing that someone or something hid

her from his sight, then vows to uncover who is truly responsible for her misery and

make them pay for every second. In return, all she must do is unbind him.  

 

If only she knew how…  If only her heart wasn’t failing…

 

Their futures are uncertain, their presents interwoven. When Mirren tries to break the

binding curse, she nearly dies, and Fate without his full power is unable to heal her.

He must find a way to keep her heart beating, and she must find a way to break the spell. Not all curses die with their makers; some become eternal. The repercussions,

should Fate be forever bound, are unspeakable.


Excerpt:


“I like your hair in that style. Very much,” he offers sincerely.


I take the end of the braid in my free hand. “It’s only a braid.”


“Only,” he mutters. “Nothing about you is as simplistic as you seem to believe. You are extraordinary.”


“I’m not.” I wave off his compliment.


“The only difference between me and every other woman wearing a braid in her hair at this very moment is that you don’t know every minute of my life and the potential it might one day hold– good or bad, and that intrigues you.”


Fate shakes his head. “One day you’ll see.”


“See what?”


“That I’m right. And that it has nothing to do with any of that, enigmatic as your existence is.”





Casey Bond lives on a rural farm in West Virginia with her husband and their two beautiful daughters. She writes phoenixes – gloriously flawed and morally gray characters that fiercely rise from the ashes of their circumstances. World building is one of her favorite hobbies, along with stamping metal jewelry, swimming, and enjoying the beauty of nature. She thinks thunderstorms are better than coffee and that watching a meteor shower is the closest thing to magic you might ever see. She’s a firm believer that every amazing book needs a world you want to wrap yourself in, a character you want to win, and a love you would fight for.

 

Casey is the award-winning author of When Wishes Bleed, Gravebriar, and House of Eclipses.


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I was given an ARC for a review. I always love Casey L Bond's works. She weaves beautiful worlds that fully immerse you and magnificent stories that pull you in so you're on the edge of your seat with anticipation and excitement. Many, if not all, of her stories are filled with deep meaning and life lessons. Those are my favorites! I love it when a book writes down important morals, values, and mindsets for personal growth and success. 

When you read this book, before you get to chapter 23 and beyond, leave a day for yourself to read it and sit with those feelings that the rest of the book elicits. I needed a day to feel and reflect on how this story ends. 

At first I was like, this wasn't how my favorite types of books end, but with deep reflection and an Instagram DM to the author for some extra questions, I found peace and can see fully, the gravity of this story.

I highly recommend this book if you need a good heartbreak and refresher on the value of life.

Mirren Bloodling was cursed to die before her time, as a last ditch effort to cure her of her failing heart, her acquaintance, Castor Gravebrair, sends her as the emissary to the Kingdom of Nautilus, hoping they have the means to cure her. 

Mirren and King River form a friendship, and as death starts to take hold of Mirren's soul, she curses Fate. 

I bind you, Fate.” Into bone. Into flesh. To have a human heart. To live a human life and fall deeply in love. And to know the agony of losing that life and love."

Suddenly, Mirren is kinda healed. 

Fate finds her and demands to be unbound. They find feelings and an undeniable attraction towards each other. 

The main part of the story is making their way back to the castle while trying to unbind and break each other's curses. The climax of the story in my eyes is chapter 24, and the remaining chapters are the aftermath. 

We also get to see some of the characters from the previous two books and learn that love is boundless. 

The book ends where a new story may arise.



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"Fate sets his glass on the sill, then takes mine and places it beside his. 

“I’ve never felt before. Cold or hot. Hard or soft. Pain of any kind. It’s hard for me to believe I can simply reach my hand out and feel things sometimes. Isn’t that ridiculous? I can see that I have hands and skin and know I am touching something, but my mind somehow thinks it’s a trick.” 

I can’t imagine how strange it must be for him. 

“Is it awful?” I ask. 

“Awful? No,” he answers. 

“No, it’s not awful at all.” His thumb brushes up and down my skin, making me shiver. 

“Are you cold?” he asks, going still. 

I shake my head. 

Gently, tentatively, I place my hands on his chest. He has not touched, but neither has he been touched… 

He doesn’t pull away. 

Instead, he inches closer. 

“Other than touch, what else do you want to experience before you return to your purpose?” 
I ask earnestly. 

I wonder how many of his human wants align with mine. 

This won’t last forever. 

The two of us, alive, are subject to Death and his insufferable time glass. 

But tonight, an ache emanates from him. 

One I recognize because I’ve lived with the same ache for a very long time. 

“Everything is different within this body,” he whispers. 

“I know I shouldn’t be, but part of me is grateful that you cursed me, Mirren.” 

I take in a sharp breath. “Don’t say that.” 

The barest curve of a smile. 

“Would you rather I lie?” 

I shake my head. 

“If you tell me what you want to experience, I can try to make your wishes happen before this ends.” 

I expected him to hate being bound, never foreseeing that the angry, beautiful being who found me on the Solstice would say he is grateful I cursed him."







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