Her Enemy, His Curse
For centuries, witches and werewolves have been locked in a brutal war of blood and betrayal. But when a cursed prince and a disgraced street witch are bound by ancient magic, the fate of their world begins to unravel.
Arielle Thornbrook has survived the streets of the witch dominion with nothing but sharp instincts and sharper words. Born to a disgraced bloodline and branded unworthy, she trusts no one—especially not the ruling witches who let her starve, or the werewolf beasts raised to hunt her kind. When she’s caught stealing from a noble, she’s given a grim choice: execution… or conscription to the infamous Warborn Academy, where witches and wolves are trained to kill side by side.
Lucian Draxon was born for war—and cursed for it. The cold, ruthless heir to the werewolf throne hides a devastating secret: a blood curse that binds his fate to a witch. When Arielle’s wild magic triggers that curse, they’re tethered in pain and power—two enemies forced to train, fight, and survive together.
As the academy pushes them to the breaking point, a dangerous attraction ignites between them—one neither can afford. But whispers of an ancient prophecy resurface, revealing a chilling truth: only the union of witch and wolf can break the curse and end the war… or doom them all.
Hunted by their own kind, betrayed by those closest to them, and bound by a love they never asked for, Ari and Lucian must choose between loyalty and rebellion, vengeance and peace… or risk losing everything.
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Chapter: The light of the HallowLucian:Arielle barely breathed.But she did breathe.That was the only reason the world hadn't shattered beneath me.I held her tighter, arms around her like I could transfer my strength into her bones. Her blood soaked my chest. Her magic — flickering and faint — brushed my skin like a fading ember.But it was hers.She was still here.Still mine."Stay with me," I whispered, voice shredded raw.Her fingers twitched weakly against my collar. That was enough.I didn't look at the bodies I'd left behind.Didn't need to.The sounds they'd made — choking, cracking, pleading — had already been memorized by the part of me that didn't forgive.The part that was wolf.A torch burned low in the corner. The walls bled. Not with blood but with whispers etched in a language no one should speak.The realm had felt me arrive.And it hated me for it.I shifted Arielle in my arms — one beneath her knees, the other behind her shoulders. She didn't fight me, only leaned into my chest, her breath shal
Last Updated: 2025-06-25
Chapter: The SaviorLucian:The woods bent around me as I moved.Trees leaned like witnesses. The wind sharpened its breath. Even the shadows seemed to part as I stalked through them, the dagger still warm in my grip.Arielle's blade. Arielle's bond.And my oath.I didn't care if the path to her was carved through hell.I would carve back.The portal forge was hidden in the spine of the mountain. Old. Half-buried. Left to rot after the Rift Wars. I'd passed it as a child once, my father calling it cursed. A place only fools and traitors dared to use.Now?It was perfect.Fenton caught up just as I reached the ridge, breath shallow but steady. He carried a small vial and a torn piece of cloth wrapped in leather."She left this on the dueling field," he said, offering both to me.A lock of her hair and blood that was dried but still potent.It shouldn't have hurt. But the sight of it made my vision go white at the edges.I snatched both without a word.The forge door stood before us—carved stone, overgrown
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Chapter: The search for fateLucian:The echoes of my howl still clung to the cliffs when I stood.Not entirely shifted, nor fully man.Somewhere in between.My skin felt too tight, too hot—like my own magic didn't know where to sit without her to anchor it. My hands trembled, claws half-formed. My teeth were sharp beneath the press of my tongue. I could still taste the blood I hadn't spilled.I didn't wait for orders.I didn't wait for strategy.I didn't wait for comfort.I turned from the cadets, from my best friend Fenton, from everything that wasn't her—and stalked into the broken husk of the command building. The shattered bones of a desk lay in splinters beneath me. A wall bore the imprint of something scorched. Not fire—sigil-burn.I knew that kind of magic. Ancient. Illegal. Rift-borne.I knelt beside the mark, my hand hovering just over the residual heat still pulsing from the ground.Spellfire. Tethering magic. A trap set to recognize her.She and no one else.It hadn't gone off by accident.They had wa
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Chapter: The fallAri:The flight was uneventful.Too uneventful.The griffins flew hard and fast, their wings cutting through the sky like knives, leaving ripples in the clouds behind us. I kept my eyes on the horizon, jaw set, hands tight on the reins even as the cold air burned through the thin seams of my gloves.Below, the earth stretched into shadow. Forests gave way to jagged ravines, frost-tipped peaks, and fields dusted in snow that didn’t belong to the season. Magic had touched this land once. Now it lay dormant, sleeping, waiting.No one spoke to me. Not during flight. Not during the descent into the valley. Not when we dismounted on the outskirts of the research outpost—what was left of it.The buildings were half-collapsed, scorched black at the edges, and the remnants of spells still buzzed like hornets around the perimeter. The air stank of ozone and burnt wood. There were no bodies, no signs of struggle, just… silence.Too much silence.“This doesn’t feel right,” I muttered, more to mys
Last Updated: 2025-06-24
Chapter: The mission at handAri:The scent of steel clung to me.Not blood. Not sweat.Steel.Unforgiving. Cold. Familiar.The blade lay beside me now, useless as my limbs, as my voice. I had stopped swinging long before the others arrived. Stopped moving altogether, crouched on the mat like a broken thing, trying to remember how to breathe.I heard them before I saw them.Boots scuffed against sand. Quiet conversation. The kind that always stopped the moment I was in earshot. I didn’t look up. Let them pass around me like wreckage they didn’t want to acknowledge.No one asked what happened.No one offered a hand.They moved around me like I was a ghost.I got to my feet slowly, every muscle aching, my hands raw beneath the wrappings I’d torn from my pack. My hair clung to my neck, my chest heaving with the aftershocks of what I’d done—who I’d let in—and what it had cost me.Lucian was nowhere to be found.But that wasn’t new.He was always leaving.And still, somehow, he’d made a home inside me.I didn’t have t
Last Updated: 2025-06-22
Chapter: The brokenhearted and blueLucian:The rooftop was too small to hold what I felt.The wind hit me like a blade when I left her, cold and punishing, slicing through the heat still clinging to my skin. I could still taste her on my tongue. Still feel her hands dragging me back from the edge of restraint. Her body had welcomed mine like a vow, like a tether, like she’d known all along we were built to fit together this way.And gods help me—I hadn’t run because I didn’t want her.I’d run because I did.Because I wanted her more than I’d ever wanted anything.I didn’t stop moving until the castle fell away behind me, until stone gave way to earth, forest, and shadows older than any of the crowns we wore. Somewhere deep in the woods, I collapsed against a crumbled ruin—the remnants of an outpost lost to time. Ivy had claimed the walls. Moss had softened the bones of ancient war. It was forgotten, hidden.Safe.And I broke there.I leaned back against the stone, breath ragged, chest heaving like I’d outrun death its
Last Updated: 2025-06-22
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