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)

Fingertips skated across the courtyard windows and left a trail of rainbows in the bent light left behind. If the uneasy ache in her palms wasn’t a warning, then the charcoal glow radiating from Ben left no doubt that something was wrong.

Imara pressed her hands against her ears, but it only made the tapping in her mind louder. /"Just shut up./" Her lips pinched together as she closed her eyes and put up a hand to the woman trying to set herself free. /"Just, just leave me alone./"

The rough pads of his fingers rubbed his neck as Ben leaned against the courtyard fountain, watching the sun set behind the house. He spent the better part of the day avoiding his wife, trying to figure out how best to protect her. No matter how he played it out in his mind, it only ended in pain for the both of them.

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