Romans & histoires Cursed Sapphire

Alex. Raphael took a deep breath and sat on his chair. He looked tired and beaten down. I guess he was holding so much in and didn't know how to express himself. " Those things are after the eye of Apophis," he confessed. " What is that?" I asked him. " It is a Sapphire gem that can give anyone supernatural powers. It also belongs to the god of evil and corruption. Some people believe it is the Eye of Dolos, but it is Apophis," He said, and I was dumbfounded.

"Your mate? But you aren't a wolf? I thought seers didn't get mates?" "I am not a wolf; I am a wolfless werewitch." "WHAT?" "I was sick as a child, and my wolf never manifested. My gifts were still growing without my wolf. So I became a seer." My head was spinning. How was there so much? I didn't know. "Who is Diaz?"

1696, St. Austell, Cornwall, England I awoke with an unusual burning sensation enveloping my entire body as I tried to open my arduous eyelids, but the smothering heat engulfed me, drowning me as I started to shake uncontrollably, impelling me to the darkness as I lost consciousness. However, before I was hauled to a bottomless gulf, I heard Amara's revoltingly aggrieved voice. “You will be doomed for an eternity of solitude and suffering, Caleb as you have scathe and betrayed my love for you...”

answered Chu Xun dazedly. "Why are you here?" Sapphire pressed further. "To explore these ruins and find treasure," replied Chu Xun obediently. Sapphire drew closer to Chu Xun and swung an arm, tossing into the air some dust-like powder. Chu Xun inhaled the powder. "Am I pretty?" asked Sapphire. "Pretty." "Are you a scoundrel?" "I am." "How did you manage to stay conscious?" she asked again. "I once found a strange pill and I consumed it. I have become immune to poisons since then," said Chu Xun, his gaze still distant and his expression bewildered.

Now in a solid form I see it for what it is, “Obsidian.” Scarlett’s voice shakes as she speaks but she doesn’t stop. “Someone… put that thing in him and hell, why do people do things like this? He’s been suffering in silence for so long.” Danis plucks the sapphire from its floating position mid-air and he winces immediately. His lips form another spell but I stop him. “Don’t.” He cocks an eyebrow up in defiance but my command is clear enough. When he frowns even further I glare at him.

I'm at the supermarket when an old woman I don't know suddenly grips my hand tightly. I instinctively shield my baby bump, but she says, "Someone has placed a swap spell on you. The dead baby is about to be transferred to your body soon." I think she's a liar, but she says, "Hurry up and try to make yourself vomit. You should try to throw up as much of that fish you just ate as you can."

I asked, curious to know what way it could be broken. " That's the thing! I have no idea how the curse could be broken, Sapphire. I am completely clueless because there wasn't any solution to the curse in all the history stories I read! " Lisa sighed deeply, running a frustrated fingers through her blonde hair as she moved the stray strands behind. "There is a way." Our gaze dart to the door and saw Matteo and Aleric walking in together.

"This must be the Lens." As if responding to its name, the crystal pulses with soft light. Inside its clear depths, symbols swirl like galaxies, too fast and fluid to read. "How do we decode it?" I ask. "I'm not sure yet." Cain carefully places the crystal back in the box. "But we need to get this somewhere safe before my mother's people find us." A noise from the stairwell makes us both freeze—footsteps, still distant but drawing closer. "Too late," I whisper.

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

Silver light pours from her empty eyes, and where her hands are locked onto Maurice’s chest, a blinding golden glow ignites. It’s a warm, living gold, pulsing to the rhythm of a heartbeat. Sapphire is reaching for a severed bond and refusing to accept the loss. Her fury is so vast it’s literally tearing the house apart. Plaster falls like hail. The air turns thick and blisteringly hot. Ember is completely gone from behind her own face. Consumed. Sapphire has taken the wheel, and she doesn’t care about the collapsing ceiling. She only cares about commanding a dead man’s heart to beat, wielding a power that doesn’t know its own boundaries.