On a rain-soaked Valentine’s night, in the shadows of St. Aldric’s Cathedral, librarian Nora Hale takes a stupid dare. Tipsy laughter fades as she climbs the condemned bell tower to touch the gargoyle said to curse the reckless. Her palm meets cold stone. The rain stings. Something ancient wakes.
Garrick has stood watch for four centuries, the city’s silent sentinel. A vengeful bishop bound him into stone, stripped of feeling. Nora’s touch cracks the spell. He comes alive with a rush that leaves them both reeling. He calls her mine, voice rough as gravel. She feels the pull settle deep, steady as a second pulse.
Freedom carries a brutal cost. The curse’s last line is clear: the bond must be sealed by blood and seed before the next full moon, or Garrick turns to stone forever. Days bleed away. Gray marbling creeps along his wings. An old order hunts him through back streets and rooftops, intent on killing the “beast” before the bond can be completed.
Nora has a choice. Walk away from the monster who looks at her like shelter. Or stand between the city and the guardian who’s already sworn himself to her.
When stone learns to breathe, what happens to the woman it claims?
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A standalone novel in the intoxicating Heartstruck Valentine supernatural romance series where love strikes with immortal hunger.
The Heartstruck Valentine series drops you into a world where desire isn’t safe and love never plays fair. On one charged Valentine’s night, ordinary lives crash into immortal ones predators in human skin, clever fae with sharp smiles, demons who know exactly what they want, and monsters waking to hunger they can’t ignore.
Ancient ties stir. Temptation takes hold. What begins as attraction turns into something heavier, darker, harder to escape. Each standalone story follows lovers pulled together by forces older than reason, where trust is risky and wanting the wrong person can change everything.
These paranormal romances bring high heat, real danger, and relationships forged under pressure. The stakes are personal. The pull is relentless. And once the bond forms, there’s no walking away unchanged.
What happens when desire refuses to let go?
