Romans & histoires Cure Felice

He didn't care about any defence and rushed in quickly, with a scythe in his hand, ferociously. Hearing the commotion, Catelyn collected her murderous aura and deliberately went to pull Felipe, pretending not to be strong enough, so she was swatted away by Felipe's palm, stumbled and smoothly fell to the ground, breathing weakly. Felipe's face, which had been burned in the charcoal basin, was disfigured and must be treated in the hospital. Plus, with the burns on his body, Felipe couldn't do anything violent to her in the short term! She could use this opportunity to recover her energy...

Their peaceful features began to gain a healthier color, and their breathing became more regular. Cierce also noticed the change and smiled, sharing the relief in our hearts. “It looks like it's starting to take effect, Fierce.” Cierce confirmed that the Calendula infusion was taking effect. While not the definitive cure, it was a step in the right direction. I thanked Cierce for her expertise and care, recognizing that her presence and knowledge were invaluable at this crucial moment. Zora, lying a bit away, directed her gaze toward us. Her eyes met mine, and she inquired about the triplets' condition.

“Every curve. Every soft inch.” The dress fell. I stood bare before them, vulnerable but no longer ashamed. Leo dropped to his knees again, his mouth pressing reverent kisses along my stomach. “So beautiful,” he murmured against my skin. “Made for us.” Dante watched with dark eyes while Nico’s hands explored my breasts, pinching lightly until I moaned. Pleasure built fast and overwhelming. I had run from one cage only to step into another, but this one felt like velvet chains I did not want to break.

Vermont was taken aback when he heard Felicity's words. "Aren't I still looking for a cure with the doctors? Be more optimistic, baby." Felicity frowned. "How can I be optimistic? I really didn't feel a thing that night when we slept together," she said, looking at Vermont skeptically. "Have you had this condition for a long time? Or did you take advantage of me using the cupping technique and falsely accuse me of your erectile dysfunction?"

"Felicia, try to persuade Grandma to go to the sanatorium. You should know why I can't force Grandma to go there, right?" "Yes." Felicia's face was a bit anxious. "If you do so, she will not be happy, and the treatment in the sanatorium will not work. On the contrary, it will make her body decay even faster. Mr. Julien, I understand your difficulties." "That's good," Julien said. Felicia looked at him. "Don't worry. Even without your words, I will try to persuade her." "Thank you, Felicia." With these words, Julien bowed to Felicia.

"Threaten her again, and I'll make sure the whole village knows what you've been up to. The curse, the amulet—Shay knew, didn't she? That's why you—" "Don't you dare speak her name!" Ma Felicia snarled, her face twisting into something ugly. She lunged forward, the letter opener slashing through the air. I dodged, slipping in the mud, and grabbed her wrist. We tumbled to the ground, rolling in the filth, rain blinding me.

“How dare you say that? I would marry you a million times over, no matter the circumstance. I love you, Felix. And don’t worry. We will find a way to break the curse and put all this mess behind us, forever.” His eyes grew sad at the mention of the curse. “Has she found a cure yet?” I asked quickly. Anything to get that sorrowful look off his face. Felix’s face darkened for a moment, although I couldn't quite understand why. “Nothing we can actually use.” He was being vague on purpose. But why? “We’ll keep looking,” I promised. “It’s you and me against the world, Felix. As long as we’re fighting it together, we will never lose.”

Serena lets out a soft laugh, the kind that comes only after pain has bloomed into joy. I wrap my arm around her, the other resting over our daughter. And in that moment, I know— This is it. Not just the end of waiting, but the beginning of everything. The life I never dared to imagine. The home I never thought I’d find. The cure I never knew I needed. And the love that rewrote everything. **THE END**

The name of the disease in the notes is curable. Weirdly enough, the doctors I worked with in the Moonveil pack have a remedy that can reduce its effects for years before eventually erasing it. I do not doubt that if Cassiel’s witch doctors got their hands on that information, they could modify and make it better. She doesn’t have to suffer. Ceila goes to work every weekday, hangs out with her nurse friend every weekend. She had a calendar, a digital one with everything she planned to do for the month. Auburn got her hands on that. So that’s how she knows this information.

"Nothing. It's just I don't want to live like this forever, Ezra. If given the chance there will be one, I am going to grab the opportunity. And so should you." She told me that she wanted to find a cure for her werewolf condition. The worst part was she sounded serious. I was taken aback completely. My wolf had never heard anyone express such a desire before. As a natural-born werewolf, I had never even considered the possibility of a cure. To me, being a werewolf was just a part of who I was, something that made me unique and special. I couldn't help feeling a little sadness for Felise. She was a wonderful person, one of the kindest and most caring people I had ever met.