Curse Of Blood Rubies Novels & Stories

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.

"For what?" "The books got it wrong. It's not that Ruby Wolves can calm the blood rage. It's that the curse was meant to be activated by Ruby Wolf energy." I looked at her with new understanding. "My predecessors weren't cursed to punish them. They were given a gift they couldn't properly use without your kind."

"It was only a matter of time before your two souls found one another again. I'm just surprised it took as long as it did." "You're wrong," Layla said desperately. "Atreus doesn't love me. I'm nothing but a meal to him. He's proven that much." "I'm afraid it's even more complicated than that," Niniane muttered, refilling their glasses. Layla picked it up and took a long drink, not ready to hear anymore. "As I said, Ravana is a ruthless b*stard. There's no way he would let Atreus wake from his sleep and live happily ever after." Niniane took a deep breath. "You know about the blood curse cast on Atreus, correct?"

The most unnerving thing was his smile, stretched unnaturally wide as if carved onto his face. “This is the Blood Curse,” the figure explained, his tone delightfully cruel. “A unique art. In this era, no one but us can cure it. The only way to rid yourself of it is by draining every drop of your blood… but we both know you can’t do that.” He chuckled darkly. “I told you I’d make you beg. This is just the beginning.” Danial’s heart sank as the word “curse” reached his ears. His mind flashed back to his encounter with the Curse King. Could this be related?

] 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