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Aziza Jane Stewart is living on borrowed time, and making a few mistakes in London seems like a good way to go out with a bang. But when two compelling strangers draw her into an ancient conflict, she realizes her curse isn’t about death at all…it’s about the power within her.
The sexy giant following her says he can smell trouble on her skin, the smokeless fire and magic of the demons he was born and bred to hunt. Brandon may be an enforcer, but his reaction to her is anything but adversarial. Ram, her new Jinn shadow, will do whatever it takes to come between them, and he’s just as hard for Aziza to resist.
When her dark family legacy burns to the surface, whom can Aziza trust? The alpha male who pushes all her hot buttons, the Jinn who seduces her in dreams, or the emerging Fireborne within? As danger circles closer, she must learn to embrace her newfound powers—and trust someone with her heart—before she becomes the final casualty.
Warning: Explicit content, magic, danger, voyeurism, chains, a secret ménage and carnal deeds of devilish debauchery at every other turn. Basically…fasten your seatbelts and get ready to burn.
His grip tightened and he shook her roughly. “You know it won’t matter why this is happening or what you can do with your gifts. We are doomed anyway, because you’ve already given up. You want to be cursed because then you won’t have to accept what’s happened. Accept the loss and move on. Accept your life, or what’s left of it once you’ve checked off every item on your list.”
“You’re a bastard,” she whispered.
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“Clever. So very clever and fearless and smart, aren’t you?”
Ram dragged her body up against his, the yellow rose pressed between them. “There are other ways to switch you on, Aziza. They just aren’t as much fun.”
She was breathless. Her body—the traitor—reacted instinctively to his. “So you admit it.”
“Why not?” He shrugged, his head moving closer to hers, his emerald stare piercing. “I don’t want to die. Do you? Oh yes, I forgot. You do. That’s why you took those risks, isn’t it? Why you decided to live for the first time when you found out you were going to die?”
Ram licked his lips. “And you still want to fuck me.”