Cursebound (A Curse of Blood #1)

Prologue

ROSA

So, ladies—you know that moment when your eyes lock onto a man so fine he literally takes your breath away?

A man so unnaturally hot that you can’t quite believe he’s real and standing right there in front of you?

The kind of hot that usually means you’re watching an ad for expensive cologne or a TV show about Navy SEALs—or in this case, a combination of both?

I’m talking smoldering eyes, luscious lips, shoulders broad enough to carry the world … and a look on his face that says no matter how feral he makes you feel, he feels it even harder.

The kind of man who can make you squirm with just his voice.

The kind of man who you know will give you the best sex of your entire life and will respect and protect you—as well as fuck the living daylights out of you.

A man who can turn pain into pleasure, pleasure into ecstasy, and ecstasy into an everyday event.

So, imagine that man walks into your life.

You’d be stupid not to hold on tight and go along for the ride, right?

Even if there were a few drawbacks. A few tiny niggles.

Like … he’s a ruthless predator who’s probably killed hundreds of people.

Like he’s part of an evil crime empire that makes the Mafia look like a book club.

Like he’s technically dead.

Shit. Well, nobody’s perfect … And it does make things interesting. Should I give in and let myself become his? Or will the sparks that fly between us grow into a raging inferno that burns me alive?

Considering how the universe seems determined to fuck with me, do I have a choice?