Bound to the Heir I Rejected
Chase Sterling always felt like furniture. The kind you don't notice, the kind that's easy to shove in a corner and forget. He was used to it: people looked right through him, brushed him off like lint. But it only takes one phone call to erase a lifetime of being overlooked. When his estranged family meets a tragic end, Chase suddenly finds himself in charge of the sprawling Sterling fortune. Turns out, riches aren't the only thing the family left him. There's a curse running through his blood, warping love into something hungry and dangerous, impossible to escape.
Vivian Ashford never set out to blow Chase's life to smithereens. Just one decision (a sharp, ruthless move at graduation) was all it took to set their worlds spinning out of control. While Vivian soaks up the Hollywood limelight and collects red-carpet headlines, Chase slips into his new role as Manhattan's most intimidating heir. But no matter how far they run, something keeps yanking them back together, like a stitch in an old wound that refuses to heal.
He lashes out, and it's not always him pulling the strings. She stands her ground, even when her nerves fray. Their love story is a loaded gun, shiny and dangerous: the curse feeds on every desperate kiss and whispered threat.
And then, as if things weren't twisted enough, there's a witch for a mother lurking just out of sight, a sneaky producer turning careers into traps, and visions that haunt them, thick with fire and blood. Betrayal is their second language. Passion is the only ground they have left to fight on. With each headline, each scandal, the curse sinks its claws deeper.
Just two hearts, tied to a dynasty built on secrets and magic. If they can't turn fate on its head and break free, they'll tear each other apart, piece by piece, just like destiny planned.
Here, loving someone doesn't rescue you. Love is the snare you never see coming.
