
Marked to Be Mine
Broken antihero, forbidden passion, enemies-to-lovers
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Narrado por:
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Virtual Voice
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India Kells

Este título utiliza narración de voz virtual
He has no name. No past.
She’s the only one who could bring him back… or destroy him.
When investigative journalist Maeve Durham begins looking into her brother’s suspicious death, she never expects to cross paths with a killer... one trained to obey, to hunt, to erase.
But when Reaper looks at her, he hesitates.
A forgotten name. Broken memories.
And a forbidden desire that threatens to consume them both.
Hunted by a secret organization that creates mind-controlled assassins, Maeve and Reaper have only one option, run together… or die apart.
Marked to Be Mine is the first book in The Erased Series, a dark, addictive romantic suspense where love and survival hang by a single thread.
Tropes & Themes:
- Enemies to lovers
- Tortured, amnesiac hero
- Forbidden love & explosive tension
- Secret organization & constant danger
- Strong, justice-driven heroine
- High-stakes suspense & emotional intensity
- Steamy, high-heat passion
- Standalone HEA and no cliffhanger
Dive into Marked to Be Mine and discover a forbidden, heart-pounding romance where every memory recovered could change everything.
***Excerpt***
“Will they find us?”
The red light cuts across his face in fragments as the darkness returns.
“Eventually. They always do. But for now, the door’s thick enough to block thermal scans. The rain’s distorting the drones.”
Every time the beam sweeps past, I catch flashes of him... eyes, jawline, the scar near his temple.
He’s not just calculating escape routes anymore. He’s studying me.
“When you look at me like that,” I whisper, “who do you see? Their target or...”
“I don’t know,” he cuts in, his voice raw. “That’s what terrifies me.”
The drone passes closer, flooding our hiding spot with light.
Reaper’s hand covers my mouth, our eyes locking.
Something primal flickers between us, recognition, connection, danger.
His thumb grazes my lower lip, and I can feel the tremor in his touch.
I shouldn’t feel this. He shouldn’t either.
But we do.