Cursed Blood Pot Novels & Stories

How could he betray his mate? The aura around Serena blazed a deep red as she said the words, “I, The Witch of Artemia curse you; the moment you consummate your relationship with your mate; she will die.” Then Serena stormed out of the tent waving her wand behind her. Alaric stood there, frozen like a statue. She had shattered his life and filled it with misery and despair with just one flick of her wand.

He said and I nodded. I have seen Lila use blood magic once back then when Caleb's army invaded my home. That was just a display of the fraction of the potency of blood magic. "Usually, only true witches can perform the art of blood magic but after the witches committed a mistake in a ritual many centuries ago, certain wolves were able to use blood magic too. And as the pack culture stated, they had to be eliminated to make sure that ability wasn't passed to the rest of the pack. That was the ever true reason for werewolves to declare war against the witches. They were becoming too dangerous and powerful. But after the full moon a few years ago, my father realized that the witches might stil

The boy had no idea where the wetness came from because nowhere up around where he stood was wet. The boy felt a sudden sadness for the poor animal, so he held out his right hand, palm down, and suddenly, his arm glowed with a strange purple color. The purple color that had started to glow around his arm seemed to wiggle around it as if it were alive in its own way. Slowly, the wolf began to rise and out of the pit, with the boy switching his hand’s position as the wolf floated out of the pit. The boy laid him softly on the ground just a few feet away from the opening with a wave of his hand.

My pregnant older sister was taken as well, she got married a year ago and it was her first child, her husband was killed too. She was sold as a breeder, since her pregnancy is proof that she's fertile. All the other Vampires except the royal family usually buy a male and female slave and force them to have kids, which they either sell or keep to groom as blood slaves, sex slaves or even both. Once a female breeder could no longer have children, she would either be killed or sold. Such would be the fate of my sister and that would have been my fate as well but my captors decided that my body wasn't appealing enough so I wasn't classified as a breeder.

Chapter three. The Cursed Union Overwhelmed by Mary’s words, he became light-headed and his legs buckled, causing him to drop to his knees as he looked at the pregnant, frail lady he was about to be forced to marry. She looked at him with sorry eyes while her arms were wrapped around her belly. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do this to you. It wasn't my fault. I was drugged,” she said sympathetically. Her parent on the other hand, were smiling from ear to ear, overjoyed that their daughter was getting married to the most powerful family in London.

“The Blade bears the Mirror Hunger. A curse meant to devour the bond and leave the vessel pure. Only we can slow it, but not stop it. Not here.” “Where?” I demanded. “The Cradle of First Blood,” the elder intoned. “Beneath the cursed forest’s heart. But the path is barred to all but the Vessel. You must take him alone.” Murmurs rippled through the pack. Accusations flew because "she brought this curse. The heir is a weapon." The Alpha dies because of her. I felt every stare like a blade. Selene stood at the edge of the crowd and Elias was clinging to her side, her face pale but unreadable.

"So what do you want me to do? Beg my mate to let you go?" "That was the plan this morning, but as of ten minutes ago, the plan changed," he smirked. "My ancestors are very kind. Among the treasures they left to me, there is a sword of a thousand curses that is useless against light elves, vampires, dragons and fairies, but quite effective for powerful shifters and magic users. The last time I checked, your mate was at the top of the top. All I need is the blood of someone who has suffered from a curse for a long time. Guess who,"

, without creating the feeling that there was no one inside, Anna was sure that the owner of the castle was no ordinary person, definitely some billionaire she did not know. Anna went straight to the study, she had a feeling that something was urging her to go to the study, it was exactly what she was looking for. Anna opened the door and entered, the first thing that caught her eye was not a large bookshelf filled with precious antique books, but a coffin placed in the middle of the room, a coffin with a design identical to the movies. that she watched on TV, where the coffins of vampires. Anna went to the side of the coffin, the coffin was tightly closed, covered with roses and a faint sce

He added and I nodded and sigh again. “I will kill him with my own hand if he does something bad to Blood.” Third Person POV “F*ck him! F*ck! F*ck that mother f*cking bastard.” Blood keeps on cursing as he is inside of a room of a house believe, where they take him yesterday after his ‘encounter’ with Devren. “I will f*cking kill that mother f*cker!” He said in anger.

I pressed my hand over my chest as I hurried down the corridor, hoping it would disappear if I stopped thinking about it. But they didn’t. My stomach tightened as questions raced through my mind. What did this mean? I had always heard that rejected mates could die if they stayed too far apart from each other before the third full moon after the Blood Moon Ceremony. But I had never heard of a rejection mark changing color. I needed answers. I needed to see the healers.