All Chapters of Cursed By The Day, Saved By The Night: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

sprinted up the stairs two at a time, my lungs wheezing, my heartbeat thundering against my eardrums.Lilith's laughter echoed in my brain, taunting me, squirming deep within me like a blade.Too long. It’s been too long since we’ve done it together.I ground my teeth together, attempting to push the words aside.I didn't matter. It shouldn't matter.It did.I resented how she touched him so freely, the manner in which she spoke as if she knew every part of him. As if she had tasted his hunger, dwelled in his darkness.And he'd let her.This infuriated me more than anything , igniting something wild inside me.I opened my bedroom door hard, the force of it hitting the wall.My breaths were swift, desperate, my chest moving up and down as something hard and electric coiled beneath my skin.A warmth, a pressure, a warning.It was small at first, like static building at my fingertips, a low buzz beneath my skin.Then it grew.My heart thudded against my ribs as the power surged through m

The car sliced through the darkness, the car's headlights slashing through the dense woods that stretched seemingly endlessly on either side of the twisting road. The steady hum of the engine pulsed through the stillness between us, but did nothing to distract me from the weight against my chest.I wasn't sure what was heavier—the thick, misty air outside or the silence between Abbadon and myself.He'd been silent since we'd left. Not a word regarding last night. Not a word about how he'd looked at me before turning and leaving. And not a word about how I'd spent the rest of the night turning and tossing, trying to ignore the echo of his words in my head.Would you allow me?I wonder if the witch will know if it’s okay for him to feed on me.I pushed the idea away, glancing over at him. He was as calm as ever, one hand dangling loosely on the wheel, the other resting against the armrest. The soft glow from the dashboard cast knife-sharp shadows on his face, and he looked even more unr

A hush spread over the clearing, thick and stifling, as golden eyes saw me from out of the shadows. His ferocity slammed into my spine, giving a real shiver to my spine, not from fear, but just from the sheer power coming from him.Lucian stepped forward, his stride smooth, fluid. Tall, he was dressed in a thin black coat that billowed with the wind, his pointed face carved with a blend of amusement and contempt. His presence crackled, age-old and lethal, and I couldn't help but feel the creepy feeling that he was enjoying this.Abbadon's body tensed beside me. His entire demeanour shifted—shoulders squared, jaw set, his normally subdued demeanour charged with barely contained fury. Selene stood as taut as a bowstring, her fingers poised to call up her magic.Lucian's mouth curled into a sneer. "My, my. You've been busy, haven't you, Abbadon?" He rested his elbows on his knees, his golden eyes flicking to me as if I was something noteworthy but not quite worth the effort. "Training th

The horizon was streaked with the colours of dusk, the sun beginning its slow fall behind the hills. A crisp breeze carried the scent of damp soil and the lingering recollections of our sparring session. My muscles ached from the unremitting fighting, but that was nothing compared to the storm brewing in my mind.Selene and I were walking around the house , our footsteps crunching against leaves as we walked along the edge of the forest. She hadn't spoken, and I didn't know if I wanted her to. Something in her silence strained my nerves, a message that whatever she had to say wouldn't be something I'd want to hear.Finally, she stopped, her arms crossed, leaning against a twisted tree. Her silver eyes measured me, blank. "Have you shifted yet?"The question hit me like a boulder in my chest. I knew it was unavoidable, but somehow, I wasn't ready for it.I swallowed hard, shaking my head. "No. I mean… not entirely. There were times when I was close—when my body felt as if it were burni

The air between us was thick, thick with something raw and unspoken. His red eyes blazed with an intensity that made my breath catch, his presence suffocating in the best possible way. My heart pounded in my ears as he stood there, his fingers still pressed close to my skin, as if he were restraining himself—waiting for me to decide.I'd already decided.I had decided the moment my body leaned toward him, the moment my lips parted on a shaky inhale, the moment my heart screamed at me to close the distance.And Abbadon knew it.His lips curled slightly—something dark, knowing—before he moved.Fast.I barely had time to take another breath before he was on me, his hands gripping my waist, pulling me flush against him as his mouth crashed onto mine.The kiss stole my breath.His mouth was cold, hard, insistent, but there was a desperation underneath it, a hunger of sorts.I gasped, and that was all the invitation he needed.His fingers became entangled in my hair, pushing my head back as