Cursebreakers Series Novels & Stories

"We will not succumb to the curse! We will find a way to neutralize its effects and protect the world from its malevolence!" In a flash of blinding light, the relic shattered, releasing a shockwave of energy that engulfed the chamber. The curse, broken and dispersed, dissipated into the ether, leaving behind only a sense of relief and a newfound resolve. Their mission accomplished, Alex and Vanessa stood united, knowing that their journey was far from over. The relics' shattered fragments held clues that could lead them to other artifacts of immense power and peril. They understood that their quest to protect the world from ancient forces would be fraught with danger, but they were undeterre

"So imagine you're trying to create a curse that's powerful enough to affect someone with significant magical protections. An Alpha King, maybe. Or an entire pack of Alphas. Standard curse work wouldn't be strong enough—their natural magical resistance would fight it off." Understanding dawned in Rivera's eyes. "But if you used curse-breaker blood as a component—" "You could create a curse that bypasses normal magical resistance," I finished. "Because curse-breaker blood is already adapted to work against magical defenses. It's the perfect vector for delivering a curse that nothing can stop." The implications were staggering. Someone was collecting curse-breaker blood—or trying to—in order t

“What have you heard of, Linc?” “First, I know you lumped me in with those guys as one of Paul’s guys. I’m not. I hope you will take what I’m going to tell you as a peace offering,” Linc started. “Second, a curse where someone cannot say, write, or show anything isn’t an ordinary curse, but anyone with the right connections could do it.” “Do you know how to break it?” I asked. “Yeah. The only way to break it is for the person who originally gave the curse to confess what the cursed person did. That person has to confess it to the one that the cursed person betrayed,” Linc said.

My eyes widened at his expression, all these while I believed I was the only one having weird dreams. “ I allowed Seria entrance into the pack's territory, as she is the only surviving witch who can help to break the curse,” Liam explains, “ What happens if the curse isn't broken?” “ The curse was laid for love to be found and then snatched away by death, just as King Van-Brooke made his daughter, Mara, suffer, so she laid the curse on all his descendants. This means one of us dies while the other withers away,”

I could see the pain he was going through, his heavy breathing, trying to catch his breath. I felt a pang of concern, despite myself. Asher's pain seemed genuine, and I could sense the fear emanating from him. "What's happening?" I wrote, my hand shaking slightly. Asher's eyes locked onto mine, filled with a desperate plea. "The curse... it's warning me," he gasped. "Our bond... it's breaking." I felt a surge of emotions of confusion, fear, and a hint of doubt. Could it be true? Was the curse finally weakening?

Wind slammed harder against the stone—storm calling, war brewing. Lucy rose, climbing onto the bed beside him, laying against his chest. His heartbeat thudded beneath her ear—alive, powerful. He wrapped an arm around her waist—protective, claiming—and exhaled a shaky breath into her hair. There, in the dark, when they were close enough that fear couldn’t fit between them, Karl whispered: “The curse is a chain. You’re the only one who has ever broken it.” Lucy laced her fingers with his. “Then we keep breaking it,” she said. “Together.”

And this time— No interruption. --- The Almost… Again His hand lifted slightly. Just like before. But this time— Closer. More certain. Her breath caught. But just before— --- Reality Crashes Back A system alert went off. Sharp. Loud. Breaking everything. Aria stepped back immediately. Her pulse racing. “Another breach,” she said. Cassian’s expression hardened instantly. “Where?” She checked. And froze. --- The Twist Her access ID. Again. But this time— It wasn’t just a file.

Denise went through her profile and made sure to delete every picture of herself and Denise…there were only few of hers and Clark. He never allowed her to post their pictures on social media. If only Denise had realised earlier his true intentions… Angrily, she throws the phone at the wall…it broke into pieces… All through the night, Denise cried… All through the night, she lay on the floor soaked in tears with swollen eyes and a reddened face. There was no one to make her relax… she was in her crumbled world again…facing it with a bruised heart…wishing that somehow, some magic occurs to reverse the sorrowful events…to numb the pain that burdened her mind greatly. There and then, she decided

Her breathing was almost nonexistent, as was the heat. -Luna! - She heard and a loud bang woke her up. - For God's sake, you have to get out of here! The door had been broken. James rushed over and forcefully grabbed her by the shoulders. She began to cough. The smoke-filled room was lit by orange flames, coming from the bathroom. They were spreading across the carpet and much of the curtains. Her sleepy brain couldn't quite grasp the situation. She fell with a thud to the hallway floor. James stepped away as he re-entered the place and desperation caused him to react.

Who cares about that when Balin is in this state? Jarek gasped, as if unable to grasp the fact that I broke the curse. "If she truly broke the curse, why is the Alpha not waking up?" he asked. I was also curious, so I turned in Kabal's direction to know what he had to say. Kabal didn't say a word for a few seconds. His grey eyes glowed like it did the first day I met him. "There is a last step you must complete for the curse to finally be broken," he announced. Then his eyes went back to normal.