INICIAR SESIÓN18+ WARNING: This story is intended for mature readers only and contains explicit sexual content, strong language, adult themes, and mature situations. Reader discretion is advised. *********************************** Nineteen-year-old Dev Varma was born with a curse. Under a blood moon, anyone he kisses becomes violently in love with him. Dev has survived four blood moons by locking himself in his room until sunrise, but one rainy night, he breaks his own rules and goes to a Christmas party. By morning, he has cursed three men: Julian Vale, the college junior he has wanted for months; Nico Hargrove, his cruel stepbrother who kissed him as a joke; and Victor Hargrove, his mother’s dangerous husband. All three believe what they feel is real. All three are wrong. Then Dev learns the curse does more than bind men to him. It marks them for sacrifice. The next blood moon comes in two years, and if Dev cannot break the curse before then, Julian, Nico, and Victor will die for wanting him. To save them, Dev must uncover what his mother did in India years ago, face the blood moon god behind the curse, and break the spell before the moon comes back to collect the men his kiss has claimed.
Ver másDEVFor half a second, I keep staring at Julian because my brain refuses to decide what I am seeing. His eyes were brown when he kissed me. I know they were. Now the color has flooded red around his pupils, bright enough that my stomach drops.“Dev?”I jerk away and nearly hit the couple dancing behind me. “I have to go.”Julian catches my wrist. “Wait. Did I do something?”The touch sends panic through me. I pull free, mumble something I do not remember, and shove through the crowd until the cold outside air hits my face. Maya finds me near the curb. I tell her I feel sick, which gets me into her car without explaining why Julian has already texted twice before we make it out of the neighborhood.Mom’s car is gone when Maya drops me off. My head feels too warm, the pill turning every thought soft around the edges while Julian’s eyes keep surfacing anyway.I am halfway upstairs when Nico steps out of his room.“There you are.”“Move.”He plants himself in the middle of the hall. “I kn
Maya pulls up eight minutes later with one hand on the wheel and the other holding an iced coffee she definitely did not buy for me. I get in and shut the door before she can ask why I am standing outside in the cold smiling like an idiot.She looks at me anyway. “What happened?”“Nothing.”“That face is not nothing.”“What face?”“The one you make when you’re trying not to tell me something embarrassing.”I reach for her coffee. She slaps my hand away without looking and pulls from the curb. “Julian stopped,” I say.That gets her attention. “Julian?”“There is only one.”“And?”“He asked if I was going tonight.”Maya makes a noise like she has just been handed evidence in a case she has been building for months. I turn toward the window before she can see me smiling again.The rest of the school day is irritatingly normal. Half the seats in my last lecture are empty because everyone with decent travel plans has already left for break, and our professor gives up twenty minutes early a
DEVI stare at Mom over the orange juice. “No, it isn’t.”She puts her phone down. “Check.”“I don’t need to check. The last one was…” I stop because she is already giving me that look.“Dev.”That tone worked better when I was twelve. I pull out my phone anyway, mostly so I can prove her wrong and finish my toast without turning breakfast into another argument about the moon. The first search result kills that plan. Total lunar eclipse tonight. Blood moon visible after sunset. I put the phone face down.Mom watches me. “Now do you understand why you’re not going?”“I understand there’s an eclipse.”“You know what I mean.”Unfortunately, I do. I pick up my toast again, but whatever appetite survived Nico and Victor gives up. “Mom, we are not doing this again.”Her face tightens. “We are absolutely doing this again.”“When I was twelve, you took me to some woman in India who told us I was cursed. I remember. I also remember being terrified for about a year because every time the moon d
DEVNico Hargrove, my stepbrother of two years and occasional morning tormentor, is standing near the foot of my bed when I finally pull the blanket off my face.“What are you doing there, Varma?”My brain is still trying to separate Julian’s mouth from my bedroom when I remember my underwear is wet and my cock has not completely gone down. I grab the blanket higher over my lap. Nico notices immediately.“Wow.” His eyes stay there. “You are hard.”“Why are you in my room?”“Wait.” He steps closer, and I can almost see the thought forming. His gaze moves from my face to the blanket again. “Did you actually come in your sleep?”Heat crawls into my ears. “Shut up.”Nico lets out one startled laugh. “You did.”“I said shut up.”“You are one horny motherfucker.”He sounds genuinely impressed, which somehow makes it worse. Nico occasionally wanders into my room in the mornings for no reason beyond wanting a reaction. Sometimes he steals my charger or opens the curtains while I am sleeping.






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