When \"crazy\" runs in your family and your namesake is known for walking into a river with a pocket full of rocks, a girl kind of wants to avoid tempting fate at all costs. For Virginia Nichols, the only way to dodge that bullet is to be perfect at everything: school, student council, life. Too bad
The Weight of Destiny (Misfits #1)
โ Scribed by Dawn, Nyrae
- Book ID
- 108650594
- Publisher
- Nyrae Dawn
- Year
- 2014
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 109 KB
- Series
- Misfits 1
- Category
- Fiction
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โฆ Synopsis
When โcrazyโ runs in your family and your namesake is known for walking into a river with a pocket full of rocks, a girl kind of wants to avoid tempting fate at all costs. For Virginia Nichols, the only way to dodge that bullet is to be perfect at everything: school, student council, life. Too bad itโs all a lie, and underneath the perfection...Virginia is lost.
Ryder Blackstock knows a thing or two about being born into fate. The talents passed down from his father aren't exactly normal; instead of learning how to throw a fastball, he was taught to hot-wire a car like a pro and pick any pocket in sight. Heโs got criminal blood, just like his old man. And as soon as he turns eighteen, heโll be living life on the run with his dad.
When Ryder and Virginia meet on the beach, it seems they couldn't be more different. Soon they discover theyโre both trapped in their livesโVirginia denying her fate, Ryder embracing his. Like the rocks in Virginia Woolfโs pockets, the weight of their destinies will pull them under. But being together brings out pieces of themselves they didn't know existedโpieces that make them want to take fate into their own hands and rewrite their destinies...if itโs not too late.
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