She was the Cure | Sana Christian

She was the Cure | Sana Christian

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He's cursed to crave, but never climax. No matter how many bodies, how many nights - release remains out of reach. Until her. Cassian Marlowe - No matter how many bodies he takes, his body denies him release. Touch brings only frustration - until one woman changes everything. But the cure comes wrapped in contempt. Seraphina Thalor - She's the last woman he'd ever want: sharp-tongued, cold-eyed, and impossible to forget. His business rival. Their chemistry is venom. Their history, bitter. And yet, the first time he touches her, something breaks. Or maybe it heals. Now, every encounter is a battle between hate and hunger. But the deeper they fall into each other's orbit, the more dangerous the truth becomes: She might be the only cure. And he is willing to do anything to keep her. In a world where touch is torment and love is a risk, can the one person you can't stand be the only one who can save you? Tropes - Enemies to lovers. Slow burn. Grumpy x snarky. She's the Only One. All rights reserved.
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"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

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