Lord of Bones (Death Bound #1)

by Aiden Pierce

Even death has his vices. How could I be blamed?

I’d lusted for her vitality. My cock had stirred to life for the first time in centuries at the thought of owning her before her life ran its course.

I wanted to own so much more than her corpse.

As the Lord of Bones, I was the master of the dead, the keeper of graves.

I’d take her for myself now, with her heart still beating. I’d make her my slave. I’d be her lord and master. And I would ruin her for stealing from death himself.

“You robbed the wrong body, little thief. You didn’t just steal a necklace. You stole her whole curse.”

“What curse is that?” she whispered. I laughed, the sound deep and grating. “Me.”