Bond Written in Ruin

Turns out destiny has terrible taste in chosen people.

Magic didn't just break... it folded in on itself the moment he appeared. ARC started screaming "anomaly," my relic woke up like it had been waiting for drama, and my family was two seconds from committing a felony out of habit. Now I'm stuck between a man who destabilizes reality by existing and a prophecy I absolutely did not RSVP to. This is exactly why I hate leaving the house.

If you like magic, mayhem, and men who ruin everything by existing, congratulations you've found your next read.