Marry a Sorcerer, or Love Not Offered

Accepting an invitation to the wedding of my ex-fiancé, I never imagined what such a momentous event would do to me. Instead of letting go of that evil creature forever—Christopher de Greystoke—I took his place as his bride. Quietly, I acquired a marriage tattoo and became his property—meaning, his wife.

Now we’re bound by unbreakable ties, but I’m still determined to break them. I don’t need a husband—especially Greystoke—and I certainly don’t need his feelings. I just need to sort out my own feelings and not let past love crash back into my life.