Cursebreaker Series Novels & Stories

The Series is -Tessa Ignites -Tessa's Wolves -Cursed -Hexom -The Ranger -The Darke King -The Darke Princess -The Immortal's Mate

“Our pack was the crescent. The Alvuelas were concerned about power, they wanted to rule the entire werewolves pack with the tip of their fingers. It wasn’t in favour of the other packs as they have predicted how toxic the leadership will be, they prefer to be ruled by their own alpha since there is an alpha in every pack. The Alvuelas used violence and threatened the other subordinate packs with the death of their whole pack. They didn’t have much choice than to follow his influence and voted the Alvuelas in power. But there were two heroes from the crescent pack that stood against the whole process. They stood up against the Alvuelas which they didn’t know could lead to their death. The Al

All I wanted to do was go home and never remember this. “Laurence, you will become Alpha, but to achieve that you need to break the curse I bestowed upon you as a baby. I won’t tell you anymore, you need to figure it out yourself or ask your father. With that, Scarlett wandered over to me untied me and said “We will see each other again soon”. “If you don’t find your Luna by your 18th Birthday which was in 4 months, then you will be forever cursed”.

"We have less than a year. All of us. Unless the curse is broken." The words land like physical blows. A mug slips from someone's fingers, shattering on the deck. A woman near the back gasps, hand flying to her mouth. Two men exchange glances of naked fear. The celebration that had filled the air just moments ago evaporates, leaving behind something thin and brittle. "That can't be right," a voice calls out. "We've lived with this curse for generations." "Read it yourself," Gabriel says, his voice gaining an edge. "The curse has stages. We've been in the first stage – the inability to bond properly with mates. This is the second stage. The final stage."

"Breaking this curse is like a two step process. A ridiculously hard, two step process, that I won't be able to help with either. You'll need a great witch to break the curse. Only a great witch's magic can break another great witch's magic." "Okay. We can deal with that when the time comes. What's the two step process?" Ember asked, a look of deep determination set on her face. I don’t know why, but I wasn’t as panicked as I probably should be. I think it might be this bracelet that dad got me, or maybe the clover’s luck. I felt oddly happy. I saw how many people were here jumping to help the moment they heard the news. Lucy and I didn’t know each other that well, yet she came here in her l

“How am I supposed to help break the curse? Alec told me that my presence alone would be enough to help strengthen the pack and heal them, but what about permanently breaking the curse?” This was the reason I was here. It wasn’t to talk about how everything happened for a reason. Or how fate did her thing and stopped Alec from making a mistake. They all shift uncomfortably and stare at each other. Elder Martin steps forward, looking unsure. “We don’t really know how to break the curse.” “What are you saying?” Raven asks, “Exactly that. We don’t know how to break the curse. All we know is what is written. That the Alpha's mate has the power to destroy the curse, but there is no text telling u

Carlos said, and Elijah finally released me from his grasp. “Dad, what is going on?” I asked, my voice tinged with anxiety. “Princess, I’ve tried to keep you away from all of this because I knew what was coming. But your sister chose this path, and now you’re forced to be part of it too,” Dad said, his voice cracking with emotion. “There’s a curse on the Crescent Pack, and only you can break it,” he explained, his face filled with resignation. “What curse? How can I break it?” I asked, still struggling to make sense of everything.

A freak accident that left me completely alone in the world. But now, I couldn’t help but wonder. Were they werewolves too? Had they known this would happen to me? Alaric said the curse didn’t activate unless you killed someone. If they were werewolves, had they never triggered the curse? Or was it something else entirely? I glanced at the window, where the light of the setting sun was fading, giving way to the night. The full moon was coming. I could feel it—a strange hum at the back of my mind, growing stronger with each passing moment.

“Okay, now we’re definitely cooked.” Candy pressed a hand to her bleeding arm. “What the hell was that thing?!” “A Seer-Breaker,” Cassy said quietly. “They’re sent to destroy those who awaken. My mom mentioned them once. Said they only come out when a true goddess touches her power.” I stared at my hands. They were glowing faintly, frost clinging to my fingers. The crescent on my palm had expanded. Now it was surrounded by runes, thorns, and a single drop of blood.

And in the seconds of his death, a pain and rage so immense exploded, cursing Alaric’s blood and all his descendants. The curse was not a planned spell. It was the scream of a shattered soul, a bomb of spiritual energy that accidentally tethered him to the bloodline of his betrayer. "A curse is a bond," the Guardian explained. "A bond that is painful for both sides. Morat is tied to Alaric’s descendants, unable to be free, constantly reminded of the betrayal. The descendants are tied to Morat, feared and eventually consumed. To break it requires a sacrifice. Not a blood sacrifice, but a sacrifice of truth."