A Curse Of Breath And Blood Novels & Stories

"Alpha Cassius Moonveil shall fall in disgrace. And every daughter of his blood... shall suffer in love, as I have. They will love men they cannot have. Their hearts will shatter, as mine did this night." This curse will live. And only your blood will pay its price. "But it will end... when one of Cassius’ daughters finds love with a son of my blood. Only true love—born from betrayal and suffering—will break the curse." I bent low and pressed a final kiss to my baby’s brow. "Protect him... make him strong. For this world will show him no kindness."

Death draws me towards it like we have been attached with an unbreakable string. Maybe it's just a superpower in which I get the last chance to save the person in front of me or maybe it’s a curse. Particularly a Crimson curse, as I like to call it. Through the years the number of deaths I have seen is greater than my age. You would think that death doesn't affect me anymore. You are right to think that because that is what I had thought until 5 days ago.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't get to know you. I'm sorry you died alone. I'm sorry for everything." I reached into the chest and touched the bones. They were cold. But beneath the chill, I felt something else: paper. I pulled it out. A scroll, ancient and yellowed, sealed with wax that cracked at my touch. My hands trembled as I unrolled it. The script was archaic, predating my father, the Council, anything I had ever encountered. Yet, I could read it. "The blood of the First Wolf cannot be destroyed. It can only be passed. From parent to child. From generation to generation. But when two half-bloods unite—when the broken blood joins with the broken blood—the First Wolf is reborn."

HIS CURSE; HER BLESSING CHAPTER FIVE (Isla’s POV) I stood with my back against the door, frozen long after Lena had left, her words replayed itself in my mind. "I’m here to take back what’s mine." She wasn’t just playing by what she said. She was serious. And that meant I had to act fast. I forced myself to breathe, to push aside the anger burning inside me. If I let Lena get under my skin, I would be walking right into her trap.

"Who is Diaz?" "We are. Our bloodline is the Diaz witch bloodline. When I became a seer, I became infertile. Seers aren't allowed to reproduce. When I met my mate, I told him, and he left to have an heir. He moved on without rejecting me, and I felt his betrayal every day. Your mother became angry and cursed him. Sent him to the pits of hell. Only Diaz's bloodline can open and close the hell portal. You must never open the portal fully. The demons below can not escape." I nodded, taking it all in. "What am I supposed to do with this?"

“That is nothing new. It always happens. The alpha loses control of his wolf once in a while.” “It is because of the curse, right?” another maid asked. “Yes.” The word curse made my fingers tighten around the fabric I held. A curse, what was that all about? “His wolf isn’t stable.” “That is why Marcus is always with him.” “I heard he killed a maid one day when he went berserk.” Their voices dipped lower into hushed whispers, and I couldn’t hear what they were saying again. But what I heard was more than enough to send my mind into disarray. A curse. My mind ruminated over the word over and over again.

The man tells the doctor while turning around with his evil smile slowly turning into a smirk. ***************************************************** ‘Maybe I can save him.’ thought the boy. After a few short breaths to steady himself, he got back up to his feet and walked over to where he had laid the wolf then sat down next to it. The boy put his hand in the wolf’s mouth and cut it slightly on the wolf’s fang. He flinched for a second at the same time as he cut his hand. He let his blood drip into the wolf’s mouth for a while. The wolf, sensing his inhuman presence seemed to know that in its current state, it could do nothing to defend itself. So, it just sat and waited for the boy to

The forest, the wolf murmured. Darius nodded slowly. “The curse awakens when the royal bloodline grows too proud, and we all know you are so adamant about doing the needful.” Silence filled the room in that instant. Finally, Kaelen asked, “What stops it?” Darius looked directly at him. “There is only one solution.” Kaelen didn’t like the sound of that. Darius continued. “The Alpha heir must unite the bloodline with the one race we rejected.” Kaelen already knew where this was going.

"Vivienne..." "I don't want to drink blood, you know," I said in a desperate voice. "but there is a part of me that wants to. The unquenchable thirst makes me feel less human. Right now, I can hear every beat of your heart; smell the intoxicating scent of your skin. The demons in me want to enslave me, I tried to suppress the urge, but it's still there like a curse!" "You don't have to fight the demons," Cammie said, "You own them. You live with them. They can't control you if you don't let them."

I heard a crackling sound of broken glass, then my nose wrinkled as I smelled the delicious scent of blood dripping on the floor. “Elizabeth!” My father ran towards her, but something possessed me. Before my father was able to reach my unconscious mother, I ran towards her in a swift movement and sank my teeth into her bloody hand. My enraged father grabbed my shoulders and attempted to pull me away from my mother's already limp body, but the beast in me would not concede. I ferociously shoved him and continued on drinking my mother's blood to the last drop.