Curse Of Curves Novels & Stories

Right away, Curtis gave a rare smile of his own back, returned King’s nod, turned his attention to a table in the corner that was getting a bit loud. “So, it looks like the last one of you determined single-guy types has taken himself off the market,” Tessa said to King. “First Jax and Sarah, then you and Naomi, then Dillon and Maria.” She turned to Aidan. “Then you and Gabi, then Mac and Mirrie, now Curtis and me. It’s too big of a loss to the hot man pool around this place. The women of Curves are weeping rivers, I tell you. The woman’s bathroom floor is awash with tears, to the point that you need rain boots to wade through it.”

He bends over and shuts his eyes close as the pain radiates me. What is happening? Why did this happen just when he was about to kiss me? Is something wrong with me? "It’s the curse, baby" He answers as if he just read my mind. "Rhea, It’s not Selene that’s pushing me away from you. It’s not anyone else. It’s this... this fucking curse. It's the only reason why I can’t…." “Why you can’t what?” “Why I can’t mark and claim you as mine…”

“Never again. Never again. I promise you.” “We're forever, right, babe?” “Right.” Mirrie rested her hands on his bare chest, felt his heartbeat speed up under her fingertips. “Forever – and maybe even a bit longer.” **** Dear Reader, I very much hope that you enjoyed Mac and Mirrie’s story, and catching up with all the ‘Dangerous Curves’ characters. ‘Secret Curves’ (Dangerous Curves #5), Curtis and Tessa’s story, is the next book and it’s available here on GoodNovel. I also invite you to check out my website: www.marysoljamesromance.com

"The curse isn't from my mother. Well, it was gotten through her but it wasn't from her. A greater force made her do it. But, what force is it?" "It doesn't make too much sense," Rendall said and Helia nodded in agreement. "Yes, it doesn't. If the curse isn't from my mother, then who is it from and why did the person curse Khron and Wulfe?" ******************** "Where are they?" Alpha Janus thundered as soon as a warrior walked into his room. "We haven't found them," the warrior replied and Alpha Janus snarled at him. "What do you mean? There are so many of you searching for two were-creatures. The other is just a female and you're telling me this? Are you all warriors or losers?"

He always listens to complaints from the community, and slowly but surely fixes the poor community system. —★—★— “La maldición pasará y desaparecerá, Cura!” The spell didn't heal Axton at all. In fact it made Helena bounce against the wall until she felt pain in her back. The curse that her sister made couldn't be healed just like that. She wasn't as skilled as her sister. She didn't know how to cure Axton at this time.

Layla said softly. "Ravana's always been a cold, brutal son-of-a-b*tch," Niniane muttered, masking pain of her own with a deep swallow from her glass. "So, with Atreus out of the way, Ravana was able to continue finding the sacrifice and live through the centuries. But there was always a backdoor to Ravana's curse as it were." "Back door?" Layla asked with a raised eyebrow. "They say that every curse can be broken, it's just a matter of how. In Atreus' case, the only way he was able to wake from his cursed sleep, was to be woken by the same soul he fell in love with centuries ago."

Maybe she figured learning more was inevitable for me. Speaking of which, I closed that note app for now and opened up a search engine. I typed in 'vampire cult' unsure if I would get any results. In images, I saw several symbols; a serpent about to strike in the center of an aquamarine triangle, a verdant triangle with an eye in the center, and an upside-down triangle with other shapes poking out of it to help it appear more like a goat head. Why were cults so obsessed with triangles?

He stumbles back, gaping at me. "What are you doing?" I snap. "I'm sorry. I'm out of my mind." He turns away, digging his hands into his hair. "You are," I gasp back, unable to reign back my surprise. "Don't forget, Carran, the curse still runs rampant. You failed your end of the deal, and the fact that you think it's okay to come in here and declare attraction for me is insane." "We are resolving the curse issue," he assures me, although him and I both know he is lying. "We will figure it out shortly, but trust me, Sire being back would cause more problems then it would fix."

He wriggled his body, in a desperate attempt to shake off the curse as if it was just dust. "But I am no woman like you," she glanced at the unmoved clutch of cloth that covers the babe, "though moved by my wrath, I could never hurt the innocent that you will sire into this world. Yet, I will not look past the enormities of your doing, and so as the last of my mercy on your kin, these words will break the curse: only united hearts arise from the flames of betrayals and sins shall be freed." Waves of moon's power was delivered once more to Ganur's skin, settling in to every fibre of his being, sealing the curse completely. Satisfaction sits well in Orav's heart, but still the fire was not ext

The closer I get, the tighter the curse wraps around it, like it’s afraid of me. “That’s him,” I say, and I don’t mean the platform or the room. I mean the pain. “It’s squeezing him.” Kael sucks in a breath. “I was afraid of that,” he says. “The curse isn’t static. It reacts. You get closer and it tightens to compensate.” “So I make it worse,” I say, and my throat burns. “No,” he says quickly. “You make it unstable. That matters.” The room pulses again and this time it drops straight into my legs. Pain flashes white and hot and I almost go down.