A Soul's Curse
All I had to do was deliver a pepperoni pizza. Instead, I unleashed a cursed soul onto the streets of Salem and landed at the top of the Syndicate’s most wanted list.
My magic, perfectly balanced between life and death, is exactly what these magical elites need to wipe out “impure” magic for good. Their demand? Hunt down the elusive phantom Caspian Vale and steal his power or watch them rip the magic from my best friend and shatter her soul—and then they’ll break me next.
That’s why when Ren, a broken demon with a vendetta, a sarcastic streak, and an octopus tattoo because dragons are so cliché, throws me a lifeline, I cling to it like it’s all I’ve got… because it is. It turns out this burnt marshmallow might be dark and bitter on the outside, but he’s warm and sweet within. It’s a dangerous combination because in Salem, trusting the wrong person doesn’t just cost you your life. It costs you your soul.
Time is running out. And death? Death is calling my name.
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