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Kismet’s Gate: The Scarred and The Chosen (PREMIUM EDITION)

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9798999040213
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2025
646 pages
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25191

Original price was: ₨5,895.00.Current price is: ₨2,495.00.

Some gates are meant to be opened. Others were sealed for a reason.

Description

Kismet’s Gate is a sweeping fantasy of buried truths, impossible choices, and a medallion that reveals its secrets only through joy. Perfect for fans of Fourth WingQuicksilver, and The Priory of the Orange Tree, it blends emotional depth with vivid, emotionally honest characters and dialogue, and a world that feels utterly real.

Whispers of Kismarr, the lost city of the Kismets, are stirring once more. Some call it paradise. Others believe it never existed. But the key to finding the path lies in Anara’s blood. No one alive has ever seen Kismarr, but the Kismets remain. Rare and fiercely loyal, they bond for life and pull the strings of fate. They heal, they protect, and in some cases, they kill.

Hunted and hiding behind a false name, Anara wanted only to survive. But in the forge of grief and anger, she became a weapon. When fate tangles her with Jarek, a scarred blacksmith, and Lysara, a centuries-old monk whose gaze cuts deeper than the blades Anara wields so easily, the lines between loyalty, desire, and destiny begin to blur. Jarek stirs a wanting in her. Lysara pulls at something deeper, older, and impossible to name.

Anara may have to choose between them, or risk losing them both.

The medallion calls. The gate awaits. Will she walk through?

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About the Author

S.X. Cummings once tried to be normal but got bored halfway through and wandered off to write. He now lives somewhere between caffeine high and existential dread, occasionally surfacing to argue with his fictional characters or the neighborhood trash pandas. When not weaving worlds out of thin air and sheer stubbornness, he can be found accidentally murdering houseplants, getting emotionally attached to side characters, and Googling things that almost certainly will land him on an FBI watchlist. He writes because therapy is expensive and fictional characters don’t charge by the hour. And working for “the man” would mean going back on his meds, becoming “stable” again, and kissing all of his creativity goodbye. At that point, he’ll vanish into the woods, scribble novels on tree bark, and mutter plot twists to squirrels. It’d still be better than sitting in most meetings.

Kismet’s Gate: The Scarred and The Chosen (PREMIUM EDITION)

Some gates are meant to be opened. Others were sealed for a reason.

Description

Kismet’s Gate is a sweeping fantasy of buried truths, impossible choices, and a medallion that reveals its secrets only through joy. Perfect for fans of Fourth WingQuicksilver, and The Priory of the Orange Tree, it blends emotional depth with vivid, emotionally honest characters and dialogue, and a world that feels utterly real. Whispers of Kismarr, the lost city of the Kismets, are stirring once more. Some call it paradise. Others believe it never existed. But the key to finding the path lies in Anara’s blood. No one alive has ever seen Kismarr, but the Kismets remain. Rare and fiercely loyal, they bond for life and pull the strings of fate. They heal, they protect, and in some cases, they kill. Hunted and hiding behind a false name, Anara wanted only to survive. But in the forge of grief and anger, she became a weapon. When fate tangles her with Jarek, a scarred blacksmith, and Lysara, a centuries-old monk whose gaze cuts deeper than the blades Anara wields so easily, the lines between loyalty, desire, and destiny begin to blur. Jarek stirs a wanting in her. Lysara pulls at something deeper, older, and impossible to name. Anara may have to choose between them, or risk losing them both. The medallion calls. The gate awaits. Will she walk through?

Praise and Reviews

Not available

About the Author

S.X. Cummings once tried to be normal but got bored halfway through and wandered off to write. He now lives somewhere between caffeine high and existential dread, occasionally surfacing to argue with his fictional characters or the neighborhood trash pandas. When not weaving worlds out of thin air and sheer stubbornness, he can be found accidentally murdering houseplants, getting emotionally attached to side characters, and Googling things that almost certainly will land him on an FBI watchlist. He writes because therapy is expensive and fictional characters don’t charge by the hour. And working for “the man” would mean going back on his meds, becoming “stable” again, and kissing all of his creativity goodbye. At that point, he’ll vanish into the woods, scribble novels on tree bark, and mutter plot twists to squirrels. It’d still be better than sitting in most meetings.

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