Cursebreaker Series Novels & Stories

Cesan's eyes were wild as he stared worriedly at me, but instead of reassuring him, I turned my head and growled at my dad. “What the fuck, Dad?!” Sin's arms fell to his side as he cursed. “What have you done, Cesan?” He groveled, causing me to furrow my brow. I noticed that my Crescent Moon mark was illuminated and thought it was cool. “You mean this?” I asked as I lifted my moon mark toward him. “He means that you absorbed his bolt and should be dead, “ Cesan explained. I gasped as I clutched the covers to my bare chest.

And when it takes me fully, there will be nothing left of me, only the beast I have no command over. I inhaled deeply, as my eyes darkened at the thought. There was only one way to break the curse. By breeding an heir. My heir. And she is the only key. Valtira. The one who fate has bound me. If I claim her, and she bears my bloodline, the curse will shatter. But if she fails and time runs out… Then not only will I be lost, but my offspring, should I ever sire one, would inherit the same curse, doomed to carry the hunger through eternity.

“That’s worse.” I almost smile. The fire burns steady now. No smoke. No crackle. Just light moving in carved paths. She studies the markings again. “You never taught me these.” “There are things I teach. And there are things I keep.” “That’s not an answer.” “It is the only one you are getting.” She exhales sharp through her nose. “You said the curse would break him.” “It did,” I reply. “It didn’t destroy him.” “No. It fractured him.”

“Let them see who you are.” I lifted my chin. Morwen moved to Ronan’s other side, for once entirely serious. “As your Lorekeeper,” she said, “it is my duty to tell you the truth. The curse that bound this pack—bound many packs—is broken. Not quiet. Not sleeping. Gone.” A sharp intake of breath from a dozen throats at once.

Too— Weak. Alpha Derek of Edgeland leans forward, voice cutting. “Maybe if you focused more on finding the source of the curse rather than believing in some prophecy, you’d be able to heal your bloodlines.” The air turns volatile instantly. Gavin’s chair scrapes. “She will come,” he insists, voice shaking with restrained fury. “I don’t think you realize how much I’ve done to try to figure out what the problem is.” Alpha energy begins to press outward, thick and dangerous.

That's the most absurd thing I've ever heard. “For what exactly?” I asked. “The fact that I didn’t get killed a few days ago? Or the fact that everyone is against me now?” “The curse,” she said with the same expression. My chest stilled as she mentioned the curse. The same curse that had made her turn against me. The same curse that made everyone see me less. What about it now? “It has been broken,” she said casually. I blinked. Instinctively, my hand moved to my chest, pressing lightly, expecting the pain, but it wasn't there.

It glows in dark, making it look magical. As if it said please do not abandon me. I don't think I am not that bad of a person to abandon this poor pendant. Right?

When he finally spoke, his voice was heavy with something I couldn’t place. "The curse... the one put on Callahan. It’s getting stronger. Every day." My heart sank. The words felt like a punch, but I knew better than to ignore them. "What curse?" I asked quietly, my curiosity outweighing my fear. Elijah sighed, clearly struggling with what to say. "Callahan wasn’t always this serious, this... closed off. He was once relaxed, even carefree, but life has a way of changing people. He learned early on that trust is a fragile thing. And when people break it over and over... well, it hardens you."

Alpha Draven cocked his head to the side. "Not completely," he said. Noah's face lit up. "There is still a chance?" He asked excitedly. Draven slowly nodded. He felt his chest; the pain had always felt in his chest; the heaviness; it felt like he had constantly carried a burden for the past decade. The pain had suddenly grown weak, something broken, diluted. He looked at Noah and said, "I think there's a chance that we can still break the curse," he said with a smile. "But..."

I am not letting a curse produce more curses It replays in my head and my chest stings more. Ofcourse curse bring with it pain. I am cursed therefore pain is me.......