Savage Magic: Sun Cursed, #2

By N. R. Hairston

I went up against a few mobsters and won. Now their friends want me dead. They attack my clothing store, destroying twenty thousand dollars in merchandise.

The Gentleman are a bloodthirsty sadistic, organization. If you cross them, you die. No questions asked. If they want you, there's nowhere you can hide.

I understand all that, but they violated. Twenty thousand dollars is a lot to someone like me.

I can't let them get away with it. I want my money back. So, I grab my boyfriend Kemp and we face off against some of the most vicious killers in the underworld.

The Gentleman never fight fair. This time, neither will we.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Fire Ink Media
• Release date: Sep 27, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201647117

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Cursed Magic

Chronicles of Magic and Mischief

N. R. Hairston

Copyright © 2017 by N.R. Hairston All rights reserved.

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OTHER TITLES BY N. R. Hairston

Magic and Mischief Series

A Magical Reckoning, Book One

A Symptom of Magic, Book Two

A Victim of Magic, Book Three

Sun Cursed (Set in the Magic and Mischief world):

Cursed Magic, Book One

Savage Magic, Book Two

Lethal Magic, Book Three

World Breaker

Rogue Magic, Book One

Bloody Magic, Book Two

Battle Magic, Book Three

World Breaker Beginnings (Novellas set before events in World Breaker, though you don’t have to read one to read the other.) Read this series for free when you join my mailing list, here.

Rebel Magic, Book One

Stolen Magic, Book Two

Crooked Magic, Book Three

Dirty Magic, Book Four

Feral Magic, Book Five

Lawless Magic, Book Six 

Rise of the Dragons

Fire and Ash, Book One

Smoke and Flame, Book Two

Dust and Cinder, Book Three

Atina and Ridge

We Got Powers Too, Book One

We Wreak Havoc Too, Book Two

We Got Witches Too, Book Three

Rebel Writers Anthologies

Street Spells

Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Author Note

Other Titles by N. R. Hairston

Acknowledgments

About the Author

Cursed Magic

I’m covered in tattoos from my head to my toes. I’m cursed to live with the sins of every kill I ever made. In sunlight, those marks turn golden and burn me alive.

He’s a killer. Ian’s notorious in the underworld for making people disappear. Now he wants a meeting with me, and I know it can’t be good. I grab my boyfriend Kemp and we meet him. 

I was right. He wants me dead. He lost a lot of money when my cousin got killed and he blames me for that. I go on the offensive, but he’s ready.

Ian is sadistic. His plans for me are depraved. I’ve never come up against a horror like this. Ian means to destroy me, but I never go down without a fight.

If you enjoy Celeste’s story, then please check out my series Magic and Mischief:

A Magical Reckoning

A Symptom of Magic

A Victim of Magic

Chapter 1

I was covered in marks from my head to my toes. Every kill I’d ever made was tattooed on my body. So were the kills of my forefathers. No, I wasn’t an exhibitionist. I was born this way, cursed to feel the pain of each of those deaths whenever sunlight hit my skin.

I usually stayed underground in Cave Town, where people like me lived. One of my ancestors had killed a man with an axe. So, on my face, under my right eye, was a small symbol shaped like an axe. In sunlight, I could feel the blade from the axe cutting into my skin, hacking my jaw to pieces.

I had a knife mark on my throat, a pointed silver thing with a brown handle. When the sun hit it, I could feel my throat opening up. I could feel the knife slicing into it, cutting through skin and bone.

I also had a small bottle of poison tattooed on my throat. In the sun, I could feel the poison flowing through my veins causing my organs to shut down and my breathing to slow. The poison ate through my system, like sharp razors that tore me apart from the inside out.

I probably had a million tattoos on me. Each with a different way to cause harm. That’s why I stayed underground. Getting caught out in the sun was a death sentence.

I looked up at the sky. The light from the moon gave me a strange sense of comfort, peace.

Since it was dark, I’d snuck up top for a while. I needed to see my friend Twist.

Twist sat on his front porch, long skinny legs stretched out in front of him, phone in his hand.

Twist’s family was originally from China. They’d come to the states about five generations ago. Twist had dark