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)

The black cloud drifted off into the sea breeze, and the four men stood before the City by the Sea’s gate guardians. The fresh salty air carried the faint scent of Imara, and Ben covered his chest with his hand as his teary eyes rolled to Daniel. /"Thank you for everything you’ve done for us./"

The Darke King’s lips pressed together as he shook his head and glanced around his old home. /"We’re family, Ben. I’d do anything for my family./" Like reaching into a mirror, the Elder warlock stretched across the odd space between them to offer his hand. /"Remember the things I’ve shown you./"

Big, pink lips trilled as the young, old man shook his head and grabbed at the straps of his pack. /"I’m not sure I could forget if I wanted to./"

It didn’t take a psychic to feel how uncomfortable Thorin was when Daniel reached out his hand to him, and he narrowed his eyes a little to mess with the proper gentleman. /"I’ll be seeing you soon…son./"

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