I'm Cursed
Series: Disaster Zone Jones
Book Number: 1
This series is completed
Release Date: 29th Aug 2019
The average rating for this book is 4.04 out of 5
Trigger Warning Abuse Trigger Warning Abuse - Emotional Trigger Warning Abuse - Past Trigger Warning Abuse Trauma Trigger Warning PTSD Trigger Warning Stalker Trigger Warning Violence
Genre Paranormal Kink Group Sex Kink Praise Burn Medium Heat Level 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 - Explicit/Graphic – hot, hot, hot! Build Medium Build Harem Size Medium Harem (5 or 6) Trope Fated Mates Form Shifters Form Witches, Warlocks & Mages Form Wolves POV 1st Person POV POV Multiple POV Age FMC in their 20s Tense Present POC FMC POC FMC - Black POC MMC POC MMC - Asian POC MMC - Black Store Availability Kindle Unlimited Store Availability Paperback Disability Mental Disability Abused Male Action Brothers Foursome Harem Evolves Over Time Humorous Jealous/Possessive MMC LGBTQIA+ Character Magic Marking Mixed Species Harem MM Music Psychic Quirky RomCom Soulmates Telepathic Threesome Virgin FMC Virgin MMC
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Tornados, sinkholes, lightning strikes, explosions, a drain pipe full of bees… I’ve been there though them all. But it’s not my fault!
My “Dizzy, time to get the heck out of dodge” senses are well-honed, so can you blame a gal for pounding pavement when a herd of hunks are hot on her trail?
Okay, maybe you can. Maybe it’s your dream to get tackled by a heaping helping of beefcake; hopelessly pinned beneath them, at the mercy of multiple sets of hands and lips and eyes trapping you and demanding attention. Me? I just want to make it through the day without doing too much damage.
Seriously, it's not my fault!
You see, I’m cursed to always be cursed. Somebody wants to get revenge on you when I’m in town? Well TOUGH LUCK because they’re getting revenge on me instead! Thank you for that weekend of all-foods-are-extra-spicy, unknown stranger. No, that’s okay, person-who-tried-to-make-someone-else-unable-to-wear-clothes-ever-again, I don’t mind a fine breeze between my lady bits. And to you, asshole casserole who tried to literally kill me last week? Well… you can get bent. That’s honestly just rude.
Usually my curse comes with a side of disaster, and after really, really hurting more than one person... well... I’ve been on a never-ending, cross-country, don’t-look-back-just-keep-on-running-away tour for pretty much forever. Sure, it’s lonely, but never setting down roots means never getting caught, or killed. At least I’ve got my furry best friend Aria-don’t know what I’d do without her.
Per usual, my hotel just happened to burn down this morning so it looks like I’d best get to gettin’ while the gettin’s still good, ya get it? Just one itsy-bitsy-teensie-weensie-purple-haired-and-no-bikini problem…. I may have accidentally sort of kind of tied myself to those hunks I mentioned earlier and may or may not literally be unable to go anywhere without at least one of them. Oops! And maybe I sort of kind of like them enough to not want them to get murdered in my superstorm of chaos. Double oops.
Sigh. Friggin’ Tuesdays, am I right?
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