Curse Of Blood Rubies Mga Nobela at Kwento

] Your blood can purify the curse. Without any second thoughts, I sliced my forearm with my claw and let my blood drip on my husband’s wounds. At first, it was crimson red. But as it dripped from my arm, the blood turned liquid gold and helped the healing process grow fast. But the curse was too strong. It wanted Dominic’s body. And my eyes were starting to go blurry as I started to lose so much blood.

I needed emotional support and I'm surprised Scarlette or Apple aren't next to me. "The third way is for you to manifest the powers given by the original curse. Blood wolves had a special ability but that power is what it is, a curse. It would have been better to never manifest that power but Sapphire, you already did," I looked at her through my teary eyes, puzzled. She didn't look happy and her eyes held apprehension and worry. "Sapphire, you already broke the fake curse,"

"Most communicable curses are passed through the exchange of bodily fluids." "But you can't make someone a werewolf by kissing." "No, but..." My eyes widened, and I looked at him. "It's a blood curse." "Ten points," Trent said. Blood curses were harder to break than other communicable curses because of how much blood a person had and what it would take to cleanse all of it. I frowned, turning it over my mind. "You think it's possible without knowing the exact makeup of the curse?" He smiled. "I think that if you were free of it, you'd be able to see the makeup of it."

"Mr. Collier, is there another way?" Ramon shook his head. "The bloodshed curse is tied to fate. It can't be broken without the right item. I've done the reading, and only this specific gemstone necklace can help her have a smooth pregnancy. If she doesn't wear it, everything will be left to fate."

Ruby interrogated, trying her best to stay calm. "If I could, I would have lived with you and Althreya to complete our family but I can't. You see, I'm a cursed man." Ruby was astounded by this. What curse could it be and what could he have done to deserve it? "Does it have something to do with you being a dragon?"

Maybe we shouldn't listen to him. "Ruby, we should talk about this. Look into the lure more. Nothing we read said anything about a purple dragon. We have no idea what we are doing." His hand cupped mine, blood dripping between our fingertips. The wound wasn't healing, at least not as fast as it should for a werewolf. "Well, we aren't killing you. That's for sure." Gabe said, walking to the bones of the golden Dragon. "We are out of time and out of options. Who knows how bad the curse is back home either." He pried a gold crystal

He prefers to be a strong and rebellious man in challenging action films. "This is not pure romance. In fact, the director chose you because you are considered very compatible with Peter's strong character," Ethan corrected. William sighed again, "no," he said then took a sip of his beverage. Not only a manager, Ethan is also William's cousin. The two of them grew up together since childhood. Ethan is the closest person to and knows all about William. Including the real identity of the 29 year old man, who is a werewolf. The existence of werewolves is like a joke to most of people in the world. But there are also those who believe, even obsessed with finding proof. But in fact, the creature

ROSE: I think it's my friend you're looking for. LISA: No (touched Rose's arm) I can feel the power and energy of the gem circulating in you and I want the gem and your blood ROSE: My...my blood? Wait, you don't understand me. I don't know any gem. LISA: My face is getting uglier, I can't go outside this world without losing energy, my powers are not pulling back to resurrect Makkeit, only your blood can lift my curse. ROSE: This is crazy. I don't know you, I don't even know where I am, how can my blood lift your shitty curse (in thoughts: yeah, I just use a curse word)

It was one of the reasons I kept him close and also, occasionally, one of the reasons I found him exhausting. I stopped walking. He stopped too, looking at me, waiting. "Have you noticed something?" I said. He frowned slightly. "What?" "The ground," I said. "That sound it makes. That deep, low vibration that runs through the floor of the east wing every few days." I looked at him. "It hasn't happened once since she arrived this morning." Riven was quiet for a second. "So?" he said, but his voice had lost some of its certainty. "So the stories are true," I said. "The curse was never one-sided. It was never just something the Vales carried. We carry our half of it too, and we need them to surv

"The moon was red. I didn't think—I didn't realize—" "Nikolai knew." Kai's jaw tightened. "Maybe. Maybe not." He looked at me. "The curse only affects humans who carry wolf blood. When they give themselves to a wolf—when they're taken by a wolf—the blood turns against itself." "Turns against itself how?" "The wolf blood starts attacking the human blood. Slowly at first. Then faster." His voice dropped. "It's called the Black Death among wolves. Because the victim's blood turns black. And then—"