Fate’s just a word, not relationship advice…right?
Travel writer Octavia Thatcher doesn’t believe in mysticism or anything she can’t explain with logic, which makes writing about a place called Superstition Springs difficult—especially when the town matriarch gives her a “love prediction” matching her with Gabriel Kline.
Gabriel is desperate to prove fate doesn’t control his future after almost dying in a military training mishap that is eerily similar to how his father died. Octavia is the perfect woman to debunk that myth, but if she succeeds, that means their love prediction isn’t real either. And that would be a shame since he’s completely fallen for her.
How can she trust what she’s feeling when it seems like she has no choice in the matter?
Tropes
- Opposites Attract
- Fish Out of Water
- He’s breaking a bad luck curse
- Soulmates
- Reluctant Attraction
- Alpha cinnamon roll SEAL hero
- Matchmaker
- Slow Burn
- Closed door/kissing only
