Romans & histoires Cursed Dramione

Ethan replied impatiently, "Should we have left Mandy and the kid stranded in the middle of nowhere? Besides, we arranged for someone to pick up Heidi. It was just for a short while, so what's the problem?" "Arranged for someone? Just for a short while?" I stood up abruptly, swatting away his hand, my eyes blazing red. "Ethan, do you know that because of your damn 'short while', Heidi, she..." My voice choked, unable to continue the horrifying truth. Ethan frowned impatiently. "What are you trying to say?" "Heidi, she..." I took a deep breath, trembling as I spoke, "She was killed by wolves!" As I said those words, I felt every part of me crumbling, my body ice-cold, and everything went dark

Damien said. "I'm sorry, but it needed to be done," Roy bowed. Damien dragged in a deep breath, taking two steps away from him; he turned back to Roy. "I am fucking cursed, Roy!" Damien exploded. "How would you want me to fucking treat her? In a loving manner that'll kill her?" "Your last Luna, due to the stupid love I showered on her, went in search of a fucking cure that I never even requested. She died soon after due to it. Tell me, Roy, how else should I treat my so-called mate aside from what I am doing right now?"

“Oh don’t be so dramatic dear, Just because I’ve finally met that mutt of yours breathe, doesn’t mean I can’t shove her back in her cage.” Her eyes flashed a wicked green, and Laura felt the pull of Melody’s curse slither across Miguma, moving through her veins, cold and blinding. She gritted her teeth. Fighting it. The mark of Elara glowing through her shirt. A low grunt drew their attention. Damian. He dropped to one knee, pain twisting his face as the remnants of the curse of the sword in the wound flared again. Melody turned her gaze to him, her tone mockingly sweet. “Oh, poor Alpha Damian. You really should rest. All that bleeding can’t be good for your pride.”

She spent years researching how to reverse the side effect but nothing worked so she embarked on a quest of finding others who were cursed like her. Years passed and she kept aging on and on till she found a fascinating someone, he is just a teenager and haven't realized his curse of reincarnation but she did, she found her way into his life that day and was waiting for the right moment to come so she'll perform the sacrifice and take over his power of reincarnation. Doing that she would be unstoppable, whenever she ages, the only way out would be to kill herself and come back to life again always. Her plan was going well and it was just 7 years that were remaining for the process to complet

she yelled in tears but it only made Damien's hold tighten. Lucas couldn't bear it. "Damien!" He yelled. "Why are you yelling my name, huh? I'm only trying to grant the lad's wish. Besides, I promised you a show. This is a great one. You should be enjoying the show with smoothies and popcorn and not calling my name like a maniac." Draco tried to break free once again, making a futile attempt to breathe but his struggle didn't work. His struggles slowed as he got weaker with each passing moment.

In my hand, a crystal tumbler held the whiskey Kael had brought back from his trip to Novella—a sharp, smoky burn that did little to dull the agony clawing at my heart. I swirled the amber liquid, my eyes fixed on its depths, my mind a storm of rage and desperation. This wealth, this power, this throne—it was all mine, wrested from my brother Adrian’s lifeless hands, his blood still staining my memories. But the price was steep, heavier than I’d ever imagined. The curse that gripped me wasn’t just a whisper of pain; it was a beast, its claws tearing at my chest, its teeth sinking into my soul, a relentless torment tied to the Moonborn’s existence. Killing her was my only salvation, the only

It was a curse that Draco had sought for himself and his descendants. Many years ago, Draco cheated on Sylvie and later abandoned her for another woman. However, when he found out that the woman he cheated on Sylvie for had taken part in a scandal that was targeting the Smith family, Draco decided to make a clean break with that woman and marry the daughter whom his family sought.

he hissed, then turned and left Luna behind. Luna’s body slid down to the cold floor. She hugged her knees and cried as hard as she could after Draco left. It was a painful, soul-crushing cry. She had never felt a wound like this in her life. This pain made her feel like she didn’t want to live anymore.

The door creaked open as Adrian stepped inside. He glanced at Draco for affirmation. A small nod from his side had Adrian ordering the witches to come inside. There were three of them. Draco has known one of them before. When his father got sick she cured him with her potions. Draco has high hopes for them. "My Lord," The three of them bowed slightly while whispering. "This is my wife here. I want you to cure her and that toddler," Draco said stoically. His cold voice and icy gaze gave nothing away except for the unexplainable fear that rattled their hearts.

That would be one of the greatest victories any king has ever achieved. "What happened to King Draco?" I whisper the question to Cara who stands quite close to me. "I have only heard rumours that he sought to double-cross King Elon during the casting of a spell with the vile blood that Queen Rowena sent to King Elon's palace. A curse turned him into a horrid creature," she excitedly whispers back.