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)

While Selvin’s battered and broken body hung limply from the pole in the dirt floor basement, the thunder trailed off into the night. Ben wiped his bloody hands on a towel as wiped the sweat from his chin onto his shoulder. /"Anybody want seconds on this old piece of shit?/"

Thorin shook his head. /"No, I’m tired of seeing his ugly face. Let’s be done with this. She’s waiting./"

Haldir pulled on a clean shirt and sniffed through his nose. /"I agree. This has been fun and all, but we have a long journey ahead of us./"

/"Alright./" Ben pulled his knife from the sheath on his waist, then slid his hand into Selvin’s hair and lifted his head until their eyes met. /"Now, I get to go be with my wife and daughter, and there’s not a fucking thing you can do about it anymore./" He slapped the blade against Selvin’s forehead and raised his eyebrows. /"I told you I was going to kill you, asshole./"

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