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)

A hand wiped across Ben’s mouth as the lightning lit up his face in the window. /"Dammit, Ben! How could you be so fucking stupid?/" While the pulsing still lingered through his fingertips, Ben balled his hands into fists and cursed his stupidity.

She spotted Ben across the dimly lit room, and Imara smiled as she reached out to him. /"Good morning, handsome. Why don’t you climb back in here and love me some more?/"

Seeing his worried face, her eyes closed for a moment. /"I’m pregnant again, aren’t I?/"

/"I’m sorry, Baby. We’ve been so careful. I’ve even been wearing those goddamn rubbers all for nothing./" Wiping his forearm across his eyes, Ben inched back across the room. /"Why is this happening? I’d let that fucker kill me a million times, but I can’t lose her again. My heart can’t take it anymore./"

She pulled the covers back and bent her fingers to him. /"Come here./"

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