Curse Of The Royal Harem Novels & Stories

"Because I found something at the Bodleian. Old texts from your time. Writings on spells, curses, witches. I have been working on them for days, trying to decipher them. And I think I have." He handed me a book, his notes marked in the margin. "I think what we felt when we kissed was not just us. It was the curse. Reacting to you. And to me." I blinked at him. "What do you mean?" He guided my eyes to the passage he had underlined and read, his voice low and steady. "It says: Only the kiss of true love, the union of fated souls, creates a ripple strong enough to shatter the curse." The words blurred. A cold that had nothing to do with the window crept up my spine. I let out a sudden, incredul

She called the king to talk to her when the palace people, including Darina and Thariem, dismissed themselves from the court. “I noticed the jealousy of the prince, Your Highness. I am afraid that he will hold grudges against Darina,” Queen Mariam worried. "It would be my death if he will have hatred against Your Highness.” If there are things common among the Orientals and the Clapestrisian, it is about identifying that cursing against the officials and the monarchs is a deadly crime. Queen Mariam knows that hidden proven grudges will be equivalent to cursing. Queen Mariam meant that if the prince would curse the king, she will carry the burden for the sake of her son.

“What do you mean? I inquire as she shuts her book. “It is off limits to all harem girls. I have always wanted to go there, but I only got a glimpse of it when Alpha Caelen was going in. and my God, it is really majestic; the books in there are known to be centuries old. So much literature, biographies of great kings, and much more are in there. But, sadly, we are not allowed in. Only the kings or the members of the royal family are,” she says, stacking up the books she brought and taking them in her hands. Before she leaves, she says, “But believe me, there is nothing you won't find in that library.”

“How can I believe you? I used to watch women enter his chamber every time this happens.” “His Majesty would hate me for telling you this, but I trust that you will not let him roast me alive, my lady. After you left, the king had dealt with the curse by himself and had never let another woman inside his chambers,” Eric reported. “We thought the curse had been lifted when it didn’t happen weeks ago. But it acted out again and it was worse this time.” “Where is he?” “In the rose palace, my lady.”

It's my mother who deserves to wear those smiles but now she's gone and he doesn't seem to be affected, not even a little. It won't be easy for me to be a queen. I have to train for months and compete with others who are interested in my mom's throne and if I'll live, then I'll be crowned as their queen and if I'll die, then I'll gladly accept it because I'll finally be with my mother without waiting for a long time and I'm already accepting that as my fate. "All hail for the next Queen, huh? A half-blooded werewolf doesn't deserve to be a vampire queen," My cousin on my mom's side said in an insulting voice as if that was pure stupidity for her.

1696, St. Austell, Cornwall, England I awoke with an unusual burning sensation enveloping my entire body as I tried to open my arduous eyelids, but the smothering heat engulfed me, drowning me as I started to shake uncontrollably, impelling me to the darkness as I lost consciousness. However, before I was hauled to a bottomless gulf, I heard Amara's revoltingly aggrieved voice. “You will be doomed for an eternity of solitude and suffering, Caleb as you have scathe and betrayed my love for you...”

Octavia murmured to herself but still loud enough for my ears. "What? What did you suspect?" I quickly demanded. I wanted to know what she was thinking. "Ordinary true-blood vampires are strong because they are born that way, but the royal ones are far beyond the estimated strength. Though, there are just a few of the royal families left in the ancient world. Their bloodlines are believed to be inherited from the original creator of the vampire race. That explains why you were awakened earlier, why you have characteristics of a real vampire even though you're just half-blood. Now everything falls into place."

Thoughts were sweet but their own false hope still residing turning down the sweetness earlier Everyone knew, the curse wasn't healed? Why no one knew? The words spread , luna being impure creating the remorse in the members . But who would dare to speak it loud .Moreover , the clossness of Richard and Eliss happened to be oil in fire . Richard, whose name was forbidden was roaming in the palace in bright light, laughing and enjoying as if the shadows of past never lingered in the hall of palace . Stunned the very soul in the palace who knew, who he was.

Like someone had turned him to stone. For a long, long time, he didn't speak. I started to think he wouldn't answer at all. "There's a curse," he finally said. His voice was flat. Empty. "An ancient curse on our bloodline. On every set of royal twins." "A curse? What kind of curse?" "Every set of royal twins shares a mate. It's been that way for three hundred years. We're not allowed to have separate loves. Separate lives. We're bound together in everything." He swallowed hard. "Including this."

“It’s not for now. The summons stands. The Council awaits your arrival.” Layla’s heartbeat quickened, though she kept her face impassive. Hollow Crown. The words pulled old fragments from the depths of her memory, a reference buried in a crumbling tome she had read long ago. It spoke of a rare union between warriors and a witch. She said nothing while Seraphine was still there. She just stood and kept her face neutral. Seraphine’s projection wavered in the morning light. “Do not keep the Council waiting,” she warned. Then, with a final shimmer, she vanished.