Layla is on a college trip to Rome when she bumps into a dominating force. His name is Atreus and Layla is immediately drawn to his dangerous smile and intoxicating gaze. 
 
Little does Layla know that Atreus carries a dark secret. He is drawn to her for one reason: her blood and hers alone. His only goal is to free himself from his curse and Layla needs to be his willing sacrifice. 
 
Through this story of thirst and desire, Layla is pushed to her limit and challenged on how far she would go to satiate the man that she is falling for.

Is she willing to die to break the blood curse?

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He brought that beautiful mouth to her lips, but only teased her with a whisper of a kiss. He then ducked his head to the juncture of her neck. She gasped as the sharpness of his teeth grazed her throat. 
 
"I finally found you," he whispered in a hungry growl, before capturing her neck in his mouth.


The Blood Curse is created by Tiffany Nyx, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

The Blood Curse

“It’s ok, Layla,” he said in a soft whisper. “You’re safe now.” 


In the next breath, Atreus transported them away from the cold desolate rocky plains. 


Layla looked around wearily, she didn’t recognize where he had taken them. First, she noticed that this place was warm and smelled of fire, smoke, and pine. The second thing was the large hand-carved wooden bed frame with a plush mattress that sat against a stained wood wall. 


Atreus walked her to the bed and laid her down gently. Layla scooted away until her back hit the large cushioned headboard. She looked around the room looking for an escape route. The room was furnished with shelves of books and a variety of knickknacks. There was a sand timer on the fireplace mantle and a small globe next to that. Straight across from the fireplace was a large wooden door that was shut. 


Chapter 37: Atreus' Home