I sold six months of my life to a dying billionaire. The contract promised my witch's blood for his temporary cure, two million dollars for my freedom. Simple. Clinical. But Sebastian Vance’s curse is older than his fortune, and his family's Gothic estate breathes with dark magic. Every full moon ritual binds us deeper—silver marks bloom on our skin, his petrification slows, and my forgotten powers awaken. Now the cult I fled is at our gates, led by my grandmother who I watched die. She says I'm destined to repeat my ancestor's tragedy: to save Sebastian, I must die. The contract said twelve nights. It never mentioned I'd start craving his touch. Or that he'd look at me like I'm his salvation, not just his cure. As the final ritual approaches, we must choose: break the curse and sacrifice our hearts, or embrace the bond and risk becoming another tragic legend in Vance House's haunted history.