
RELEASE TOUR – The Path To You by Ada Fielding
Length: 240 pages Series: Dark Fables Retold, book 1 Genre: Fairytale retelling, dark romance, contemporary Tropes: Best friends-to-lovers, stepbrothers, co-dependency, bi-awakening, first times, dark romance, British romance, college-aged romance Trigger/Content Warnings: Explicit sexual scenes, Very strong language, Graphic violence, blood, and some gore, Non-consensual voyeurism, Sexual exploitation of a main character, Mild alcohol abuse, Threat of non-con. This story might seem light at first, but at its heart, it is a darker romance. Designer: Emmily at Emmily Sorelle Ltd
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Please note that this book is set in London and written in UK English.

Come on.
Come on, come on, come on!
“Can’t you drive any faster?” I growl at my best friend, my knee bouncing impatiently in the back seat of my own car. I knew I shouldn’t have given Jasper the keys. You’re not in the right frame of mind, he’d whinged. You’ll get us all killed.
Insufferable prick.
“We need to take a left down this lane,” Jack directs from the passenger seat, his eyes glued to Leah’s phone as he waves frantically out of the right window.
Fuuuuuck.
And that’s another thing. I haven’t even been trusted with the map that’ll lead us to the man I love.
With every minute that passes without Kit in my sight, I grow ever twitchier and evermore certain that I should have left these idiots at home.
“No, wait, sorry. Not this left, the next one.”
“For fuck’s sake, Jack,” Jasper groans, putting the car into reverse.
I close my eyes and count to ten.
“I said I’m sorry, alright. It’s not my fault that these country lanes all look the same. But the good news is it looks like Lucien’s car has finally stopped moving.”
We’ve been driving for almost an hour, half of that in the wrong direction after Lucien led us on a wild goose chase towards a petrol station on the outskirts of a rural village. He only stopped for a few minutes before turning around again, and Jasper cursed as he completed a twenty-point turn in the narrowest lane in the world so that he could follow.
Jasper makes the second left, and the narrow tarmac dissolves into packed dirt and embedded stones. Thank god it hasn’t rained recently, or we’d be stuck in seconds.
“Are you sure this is right?” Jasper asks, squinting through the windscreen. “This doesn’t even look like a proper road?”
“Yeah, this is definitely it,” Jack says, shoving the phone unhelpfully in Jasper’s face. He’s right, though. Lucien’s blinking dot lies at the end of this dirt track.
Why would he be here, in a place so isolated that no one’s even bothered to build a road?
My heart stops. Oh shit, what if there’s nothing here? There’s only one reason to drive to a place like this in the dead of night that I can think of, and it’s not to take in the scenery. It’s for privacy.
“What if we’re too late?” My voice shakes over my worst fear.


