Novel & Cerita Aristité Was Blessed With A Curse

“I trusted you, Darius. I believed in you... believed that you were one of us. Now, you’ve made your choice, and it ends tonight.” Darius’s eyes glistened with unshed tears, his voice wavering. “I never wanted it to come to this, Selene. I… I was deceived by the promises of power. I thought I was saving us, but I see now that I’ve doomed us all.” Selene’s face hardened, her resolve like forged steel. “Doomed us? No, you’ve given us a lesson. A lesson in the cost of treachery. You leave me no choice.” Her voice was a mixture of sorrow and icy determination as she advanced upon him. “For every ounce of loyalty you shattered, your blood will now seal the curse.”

Ethan clutched his head in despair, his voice raspy as he said, "It's not like that, Amelia. Please believe me. I've always loved you and Heidi. I never thought something like this would happen. I really—" "Shut up!" I interrupted him, my rage burning, "How dare you say you loved us? If you really loved us, this wouldn't have happened! You're nothing but a hypocrite and a scumbag!" He knelt on the ground, overwhelmed with hurt as he endured my fury. Then, he pleaded, his voice filled with deep remorse and despair. "Amelia, go ahead and hit me, cuss at me. It's all my fault. I'm responsible for Heidi's death..."

“Well, that depends.” “On what?” Lucien asked. “On him.” All eyes shifted. I didn’t react. “She’s the only one who can break your curse,” Maya continued. “But only if she remembers who she was.” "Oh, so you basically you have to reawake Aria and somehow convince her to lift the curse." Lucien said “I know that.” “And if she doesn’t?” Vivian asked quietly. “It completes,” Maya said. Lucien sat up slightly now, no longer relaxed.

And of course, while consuming blood, I have to remove the necklace from my neck because every time I wear the necklace, I look like a complete human being. "Well, shit. All I can say is, I'm thankful I can finally rest my fucking brain from studying the shit of everything." I sigh ejaculation. Sarreth suddenly threw me a black and yellow drink. "What the fuck is this chuckie thing?" I wondered. Sarreth slapped her forehead unconsciously. "Stop cussing the fuck down already, Celare. Are you going to talk to that mysterious goddess of yours like that?" Sarreth asked me a serious question.

But then, their eyes suddenly lit up, and the murmured could be heard filled with certainty, “Surely, she's what we're waiting for,” it full with delighted, “the search is over!” “That's right, we finally have the peace!” “Hm, something is off, though. It seem she's...lost?” That, followed with the gasped, struck Mariya to confussion. “That's right, something is off. Arissa, what do you think is happening?” “Hm, by the looks of thing,” a short paused before the voice become so serious, “it's a curse. I could smell blood everywhere. Something is happening!”

Kairo glared at her and begrudgingly nodded, remembering that Alesteria still recalls what he was before. It was clearer than he would have liked. "Yes. I met a guy who has a curse on him." "What kind of curse?" Alesteria asked curiously. "The vampire one." Kairo replied as he closes his eyes and snapped his fingers, trying to recall what the name of the curse was. "I think it was the one that started with an S?" Alesteria hummed, her eyes looking down as she fell into a deep thought, trying to recall all the curses she knows that starts with S.

It was said that because he fell in love and proposed to a celestial goddess of the moon, Selene— he was cursed to never walk under daylight again by the celestial god of the sun (also known as the celestial god of light, oracles, knowledge, healing, diseases, music, poetry, songs, dance, archery, herds and flocks, and protection of young), Apollo, out from jealousy. Then in order to become immortal to live with Selene, he went to the underworld and made a deal to the celestial god of the underworld, Hades. However, to make that deal— he needs to give Hades the silver bow and arrows of the celestial goddess of the hunt, Artemis. Knowing that Ambrogio tried to steal her silver bow and arrows—

Arachne's gaze swept across the forest, as if ensuring we were alone. "You're entangled in a web of fate, Amara. A web that threatens to destroy everything." I sat up, my heart racing. "What do you mean?" Arachne's expression turned grave. "Alexander is bound to Aria by a centuries-old curse. A curse that will destroy him, and everyone he loves." My mind reeled. "What curse?" Arachne's voice dropped to a whisper. "The Curse of Lucifer. Aria's family made a pact with the fallen angel, trading their souls for power."

She suddenly sneered making him tighten his grip over her jaw not liking the way she was disrespecting him. "I curse you." A mewled whisper erupted from her throat. The man who had her jaw held in a terrific grip suddenly gave her a twisted smile having no effect from her words. He found them absurd and full of stupidity. "I CURSE YOU! YOU AND YOUR FATHER WILL LOSE ALL YOUR HAPPINESS AND PEACE! IT'S A CURSE OF A DAUGHTER, YOU IMBECILE!" She cried loudly right on his face which did snatch his smile but something in him refused to accept the power behind her curse.

And as they looked up, they could glimpse two figures making circles around the moon, a testament to Fitia's eternal dance with the cosmos. "Long ago, I cast a powerful and resolute curse upon all who stand before me," Fitia began, her voice resonating with an otherworldly echo that held the weight of the cosmos. "The reasons behind my actions were known to all, leaving no room for secrets or uncertainty. But as the eons passed, I came to a profound realization. It was not you, my beloved children, that my anger truly rested upon, but Ophelia, my abominable daughter whose choices had set in motion a chain of events that led to my divine fury.