FAZER LOGINHis Hunger, My Curse – Book Description Lena Carter was just an ordinary woman, struggling to pay rent and survive in a city that never sleeps. But the night she met Adrian Blackwell, everything changed. Mysterious, dangerously handsome, and dripping in unimaginable wealth, Adrian is no ordinary billionaire—he is a vampire, a predator lurking in the shadows of power. And for some reason, he has chosen her. When Lena accepts his offer to protect her, she unwittingly binds herself to a world of dark desires, ancient curses, and deadly secrets. Adrian is obsessed with her, drawn to her in ways even he can’t explain. But as she falls deeper under his spell, she begins to uncover a truth far more terrifying—she’s not just Adrian’s weakness. She may be his undoing. Now, trapped between a love that could consume her and a curse that could destroy them both, Lena must decide: run while she still can, or surrender to the hunger that binds them. But in Adrian’s world, escape is never an option.
Ver maisThe cavern felt wrong.Even though the Riftgate had disappeared, something lingered in the air—an unnatural stillness, thick with expectation. The Riftfire still simmered inside Lena, coiled like a beast waiting for permission to strike. But it wasn’t just hers anymore.It belonged to her.And she belonged to it.A cold shiver crawled up her spine, but she forced her body to move. One step. Then another.Behind her, Cassian exhaled sharply, shaking his head as he slid his daggers back into their holsters. “Alright. I have questions. Many, many questions.” His voice was light, but his eyes were sharp as they flicked toward her. “Starting with what the hell just happened?”Lena flexed her fingers, watching the faint traces of violet fire dance along her skin before flickering out. The Riftfire wasn’t resisting her anymore. It wasn’t raging. It was waiting.The realization made her stomach twist.“I don’t know,” she admitted, her voice quieter than she meant it to be. “I—I felt it. The R
Lena’s pulse roared in her ears. You were meant to open it. The King’s words curled around her mind like smoke, insidious and inescapable. She wanted to deny them, to cast them away like a lie. But the Riftfire inside her didn’t reject them. It recognized them. She staggered back, breath ragged. “You’re wrong.” The King only watched her, his golden eyes steady, unreadable. “Am I?” Lena clenched her fists, nails biting into her palms. “I came to close this gate, not—” A sharp pulse of power cut through her words. The Rift trembled. And suddenly, she wasn’t alone. Not just with the King. But with the echoes of something long buried. The vision struck like a lightning bolt to the skull. A battlefield. The air thick with Riftfire, burning violet against the endless night. Creatures—monstrosities—crawling from the gate, their shrieks tearing through the void. And at the center of it all— Her. Or rather— The woman who wasn’t her. The woman who was. A w
The pull tightened around Lena like invisible chains, wrapping around her ribs, her spine, her mind. It wasn’t violent. It wasn’t forceful. It was patient. A silent whisper, a presence at the edges of her thoughts, waiting. "Lena?" Ronan’s voice cut through the haze, grounding her. She blinked. The tunnel stretched before her, Cassian and Ronan already a few steps ahead, both watching her now—Cassian with wary confusion, Ronan with something closer to understanding. She forced herself to move. One step, then another, until the pull loosened its grip. It didn’t leave. But it let her go. For now. She exhaled slowly and followed them into the narrowing passageway. The tunnel walls pressed in, rough stone scraping against her arms. The air smelled of damp earth and something older—something untouched by time. Their footsteps echoed, the sound swallowed too quickly, as if the Rift itself was listening. No one spoke. Cassian led the way, navigating the uneven terrain wi
The cavern still hummed with the remnants of Lena’s power, the air thick with the scent of scorched flesh and magic. The Riftfire coiled around her fingers like a living thing—no longer wild, no longer resisting. It had chosen her. Lena’s breath came in ragged pulls, her heart hammering against her ribs. She wasn’t just standing in the aftermath of battle; she was standing at the edge of something irreversible. She could feel it. The Rift’s presence, no longer just a force that haunted her, but a part of her. Her. Cassian took a hesitant step forward, his daggers still in hand, though his grip had loosened. “Lena… what the hell was that?” Lena swallowed hard, but the words tangled in her throat. She didn’t know how to answer. Because she didn’t fully understand it herself. Ronan was watching her closely, his jaw clenched. His sword was sheathed, but his stance hadn’t relaxed. “Your fire—” He cut himself off, then exhaled sharply. “It’s different.” Lena flexed her fingers, st
Darkness swallowed them whole.Lena’s breath caught in her throat as the air rushed past her, cold and unrelenting. The abyss stretched endlessly below, an empty void that felt like falling through time itself.Ronan’s grip on her wrist was iron-tight. He refused to let go.Cassian was just ahead,
Lena hit the ground hard, gasping as the world tilted violently around her. The moment her body made contact with the cold stone, the Rift’s whispers snapped—not fading, not disappearing, but retreating. Waiting.Strong hands gripped her shoulders. She blinked rapidly, her vision struggling to adju
1. The Flight Through ChaosThe streets of Elaris were unrecognisable.Smoke curled through the air, thick with the scent of burning wood and something worse—the metallic tang of magic unravelling.Lena’s boots pounded against the cobblestones as she ran, dodging the bodies that littered the ground
The city of Elaris never truly slept, but tonight, it felt different. The streets below were quieter than usual as if the people could sense something lurking just beyond the edges of their understanding. An unease that settled deep into their bones. Lena hadn’t moved since the whisper had faded


















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