A Curse Unbroken
Weird Girls # 5
By: Cecy Robson
Releasing March 10th, 2015
Fans of Keri Arthur will love the Weird Girls, four sisters cursed with supernatural powers. In Cecy Robson’s latest urban fantasy romance, the search is on for an unholy grail, while evil is licking its wounds—and looking for revenge.
The preternatural world is changing. After a massive magical throwdown tore apart the established order, the dark elements are rebuilding their ranks unopposed. Celia Wird’s world is changing, too. She’s the mate of the pureblood were Aric, and his Warriors are honor-bound to protect her family as she and her sisters recover from unimaginable horrors.
Celia hesitates to reveal the true extent of the Weird sisters’ trauma, but they aren’t the only ones keeping secrets: Aric and the werewolf Elders are tracking a stone that grants limitless power. So is a tough coven of witches. Then Misha, a master vampire with his own plans for the stone, sends Celia after it. Can she and the vamps beat both the weres and the witches to the treasure before it falls into the wrong hands?
Fearing for Celia’s safety, Aric begs her to stay out of the hunt. What they don’t realize is that they’re the ones being hunted. But Celia’s ready to prove that she’s not easy prey.
The scent of witch magic filled my nose, but it was faint, overpowered by Tahoe’s. Taran shrugged Gem’s arm off and stepped forward. “I tried to give us some camouflage, but I couldn’t manage more than a few puffs of mist.” She tucked her new arm deeper beneath her shirt. “Nothing seems to be working, even this close to the lake’s magic.”
“Don’t worry,” I told her. “We’re going to figure this out.”
Her tightening jaw informed me she didn’t believe me. I hoped to prove her wrong, but now wasn’t the time.
Aric furrowed his brows in Gemini’s direction. “This isn’t Genevieve’s coven.” He took a whiff of the air, a smile spreading across his face as his gaze traveled to the elevated walkway above us.
A band of witches in their sixties straddled racing bikes and waved his way. Each wore a helmet, T-shirt, and black spandex pants with “Bitches on Bikes” airbrushed across her butt. A woman with fair skin and a gleaming smile left the group, trailed by another woman who reached into her fanny pack and removed a container of salt. Together, they carefully walked down the stone steps and onto the beach while those who remained on the walkway gave the camouflaging spell an added boost of energy.
“Hello, Delilah,” Aric said when the first woman reached us.
The woman nodded briefly before using her glove-clad hands to remove her helmet. She ran her fingers through her short white curls with her smile firmly in place. “Sorry we missed all the action, Aric,” she said in a thick Southern accent. “But we were already down at the ten-mile mark when we heard your call.” Her light blue eyes danced from one shape-shifter to the other. “Damn. Hadn’t met up with a shifter since ’86. Would’ve loved a little payback. Almost lost three of my girls to one, don’t you know?”
Aric nodded. “I remember Dad telling me about that fight.” He laughed. “He said no one could curse like that Delilah Swan.”
She grinned at the compliment. “And no one still can, y’all.”
I didn’t know Delilah, but I liked her right away. She smiled widely as she held out her hand. “You must be Aric’s mate, Celia. So, you’re the tiny little thing telling all the bad guys what fer.”
I adjusted the blanket around me again before extending my hand. Although most present remained naked, they were weres and had spent most of their lives au naturel. I was only comfortable being bare-skinned around Aric. I shook her hand, slightly embarrassed. “Nice to meet you, Delilah.”
“Celia’s also my fiancée.” His smile widened as he stroked my back. “She just agreed to marry me.”
Delilah’s gaze swept over the devastation. “After all this? Hell, darlin’, it must be love.”
Cecy Robson is the New Adult author of Once Perfect, Once Loved, and Once Pure and the award-winning author of the Weird Girls urban fantasy romance series. A self-proclaimed professional napper, Cecy counts among her talents a jaw-dropping knowledge of useless trivia, the ability to make her hair big, and a knack for breaking into song despite her family’s vehement protests. A full-time writer, registered nurse, wife, and mother living in the Great Northwest, Cecy enjoys spending time with her family and silencing the yappy characters in her head by telling their stories.
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