Imara Parker is running from a curse that is supposed to kill her before she's 25. When she moves to a new safehouse, a young farmer (werewolf) named Ben delivers food to her, and they realize they are mates. Her brother tries to keep them apart but eventually gives in, and they get married. Things go well for a while, but Nightmares of Imara's death plague ben. One day he comes home to find a strange man at his kitchen table, realizes his family is dead, and the stranger curses him to relive his torment over and over for eternity, then kills Ben. Fifty years later, Ben wakes up in a house that doesn't belong to him, recovering from the stab wound that killed him. As he's leaving, he comes face to face with Imara and her brother again. Ben and Imara have blocked out their traumatic memories and don't realize they are mates. But her brother remembers and hires Ben to be Imara's bodyguard. Ben eventually remembers and vows to never allow Imara to remember or to let her love him, thinking he's the curse. Imara eventually remembers as well and is so heartbroken over what happens that she is inconsolable. They both die again, but while Imara is in the spirit world, she is given magic knives but the Darke King, who happens to be Ben's ancestor. With her new tool against their enemy, Imara returns fifty years later and is reunited with Ben; they train to defeat the man that cursed them. Ben is able to defeat the warlock, then goes in search of Imara in the magical world; they live happily ever after.

Cursed (The Broken Immortals Book 2)

/"It sure is a pretty night. That little rainstorm certainly cooled it off right nice, didn’t it?/" The orange and pink sun sink down behind the cornfield on the Logan’s farm as Sofia braided Imara’s hair.

/"Mmm-hmm./" Her green eyes blinked a few times as Imara nodded and peeked out in the distance. /"Thorin./" Her finger pointed out at the eyes staring back at her. /"There’s my Sweetheart. He came back to me./"

The creaking of the rocking chair against the porch’s wood slats stopped as Shaw sat up straight and glared out over the yard. /"Are you crazy? I don’t see anything./"

/"Well, you are a human, so your vision is shit./" His hand grasped at the windowsill and brought the swing to a halt as Thorin leaned forward to catch a glimpse. /"There he is on the edge of the lawn./"

Pouty red lips pulled together to whistle, and Imara patted her leg. /"Come here, Sweetheart. Don’t be afraid./"

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