Cursebreakers Series Novels & Stories

Bernard said as he pushed his door open. “I’ll help you,” Carter said, pushing his door open as well. Meanwhile, Joseph grabbed some napkins from the glove compartment and a water bottle so he could clean out my wound. “The curse is broken,” he murmured. I winced as he dabbed my wound with the moist napkin. “I can feel it.” I blinked at him. If the curse was broken, that meant it wouldn’t be long before others tracked me down. I placed my hand on my heart, feeling it thudding under my palm. They wanted this heart…

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..."

The fifteen years of watching the one thing that could save him stay out of reach while he did things that made reaching him harder. The exhausted face in the Council Hall. The final threat delivered without rage. The human quality of it. She was not there yet. She had said this to Cain and meant it. The forgiveness path was long and she had not yet reached the end of it. But she was closer than she had ever been, and the distance remaining was something she could see clearly and believed she could cover. The curse was broken. Whatever happened next, the curse was broken—Cain was free of it, Sera was free of it, Elise and Frost and every wolf across every territory who had been carrying it i

Together, they spoke the words that would permanently alter their destiny. --- As the ball broke, its light burst forth in a wave that echoed across the mountain and beyond. Lena was on her knees, the mark on her chest gone, when the light dimmed. With his hands on her shoulders, Kaden hurried to her side. “Are you okay?” “I... I think so,” Lena said, though her voice was weak. She looked around, searching for Rielle. Her sister stood nearby, her expression unreadable. “It’s over,” Rielle said, her voice tinged with disbelief. “The curse is broken.”

Liam nodded though he didn’t look happy about it. “They’ll always come back” I said, my lips twisting into a smirk. “Because they need her. The curse is still alive and she’s the key to breaking it.” “But they fucked that up. We won’t.” I added with a cruel edge to my voice. I’m loving it. Tom and Liam exchanged a glance but didn’t press further. I watched as they shifted into their wolves and sprinted off into the woods leaving me behind to guard the hut and her. Gianna.

I had everything it took to hold the werewolf clans in place, and no one was going to question my authority. “Who dared to question me? No one,” I responded to my question all by myself. It was grit, tenacity, and war that made me who I am today. I had conquered more territories than my father and even my grandfather, and that was something I prided myself on. In all of my accomplishments, I had one thing left, even two if I counted correctly. This damned curse and no mate. For a season and a half, I had tried all and sundry but this was there. I had been told that it was Serena who held my cure but now she was dead.

Staring at the mirror, the reflection staring back at her was not the composed future alpha of the Blue Crest pack, but a young woman creaking beneath the weight of her failures. Centuries ago, the werewolf clans had thrived, their powers a testament to the Moon Goddess's favor. But their hunger for dominance led to a devastating curse: stripped of their abilities, they were forced to live as mere mortals. They could no longer shift, their sharp sense of smell dulled, including their eyesight, hearing. Their superhuman strength vanished, their rapid healing slowed down like that of a normal human being, their telepathic link to their pack vanished, they could no longer talk to their loved on

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.

In a coma, Darla and Daniel's love hung in the balance as they faced the ultimate test of their devotion. In a dramatic climax, Darla and Daniel stood united, refusing to let deceit prevail. With their hearts intertwined, they embarked on a journey to live a peaceful life. Meanwhile, Amaya and her mother were sent to the Philippines to reunite with their father and husband, whom they dreaded. Monica faced a lawsuit for attempted murder as evidence came to light through Sebastian's testimony and hidden camera footage. Fearing consequences, Monica fled. As Sebastian parted ways with Darla, she and Daniel, battle-worn yet resolute, found solace in each other's arms. Their love had withstood the

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.