Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue Novels & Stories

Her voice wavered as she crouched down and snatched the baby bottle from the woman's unsuspecting grip. Her hands trembled, her eyes wide with dread. "W-Where did you get this bottle?" Turning toward me, her gaze was filled with accusation and despair. Tears welled up as her voice cracked. "This… this is the bottle I gave to Nicholas, isn't it?!"

“Don’t let him. Show them what you can do.” And I already wanted to. Marrow smiled,mistaking my silence for surrender. “Do you see? She doesn’t even deny it. She’ll burn out before she ever rises. Power like hers is a curse, not a gift.” My body moved before my mind caught up. Blue energy burst out of me, faster than a heartbeat. It struck Marrow in the chest, swinging him across the training ground. He slammed into the wall with a force.The students screamed in shock. Marrow staggered up. “You dare—Aria.”

After a long, agonizing minute, the intensity of the chest pain seemed to subside slightly, leaving the three brothers shaking and covered in cold sweat. Lucius slowly straightened up, wiping a line of dark saliva from his chin. "We don't have much time," he said, his voice flat and full of a grim, hollow certainty. "I can feel the compound she used. The curse is designed to attack our hearts from within. It’s eating our lifelines." He looked directly at me, his eyes softening with immense regret. "Your blood... your blood is the only thing that can neutralize it. Just like with Silas at the cabin."

The Terror Hound chuckled and said, "Dude, you don't know anything. Let me tell you. The Old Turtle has three ultimate techniques. Two of them are lifesaving skills, so the Old Turtle can't easily showcase them. "Its last ultimate technique is called Void Reversal, or Topsy Turvy. That ultimate technique is very powerful, but it has a fatal Life Gate below its shell near its tail. When it is about to showcase its technique, it will leave it by you. By then, use all your might at the Life Gate. "Once you break its Life Gate, leave the rest to me. My promises still stand as long as you help me gain the heavenly spiritual aura. How does that sound?"

That I was not some backstory character in my own life. “You got to introduce yourself long ago.” He speaks in such an ominous way that I feel a sliver of a threat in his voice and the way he eyes me. My lips pressed together and I slowly looked away, tensing up slightly. Not everything he said made sense and that was growing to be a little uncomfortable. Have I lost my memory? “My name is Lazarus.” The crimson eyed stranger speaks, bowing his head slightly, as a formal introduction, like things were not weird enough already. “Lazarus von Strugar.”

I swallowed hard, forcing my gaze back up to his face. Nox walked to a shelf and retrieved a bottle before lounging in a chair. "Come here.” I hesitated, then approached slowly. "What's going on?" He held out the bottle, which contained a strange purple liquid. "Take this." "What is it?" I asked, eyeing the bottle suspiciously. In response, Nox turned his back to me, and I gasped. A long, angry cut ran across his lower back. “Silver blade," he explained, his voice tight. "Laced with wolfsbane. It won't close unless you apply this."

I returned to my office, made myself a cup of coffee, and waited. It didn't even take ten minutes before someone came knocking. The first to come in was, surprisingly, Layla. She clutched a USB drive so tightly her knuckles turned white. As soon as she stepped inside, she dropped to her knees. "I'm sorry, Ms. Cooper. I'm so, so sorry. I must've been out of my mind!" She cried, burying her face in one hand, while holding out the USB drive with the other. "Everything's in here—every chat log where Keira planned how to blow this up step by step and force you to give in!

fuck fate and its stupid eyebrows. The contract was activating. The seal was awakening. And Theo, who had spent centuries hating humans for reasons even he no longer remembered, was being forced to kneel before one. Slowly, Theo felt the final condition. The binding would only be complete through a kiss—an ancient rite, older than language. Refusing it meant death. His spirit would burn, along with the last remnant of Nexus’s power inside him. Theo stared at her, face twisted in loathing.

Waist-high and glowing faintly, she looked like something out of a myth. The forest’s darkness bent around her, like even it didn’t want to mess with her. “Beautifully dangerous,” I murmured, smiling despite the exhaustion gnawing at my bones. “Just like me, huh?” Blue made that weird chirp-growl sound, almost smug. Suddenly, a dense mist rolled out across the clearing ahead. My hand went straight to my dagger. “Oh, come on. Not another one.” But before I could take a step forward, Blue’s body flared with a soft blue aura, her power rippling outward in a pulse that cut through the fog, the mist hissed, twisting and then dissolving completely, leaving behind a stretch of empty ground.

“Then we begin. Let no one know of this. It stays between us. If the council gets word of this!.The shame falls on our house.” ——— The next day unannounced Marisa arrived at Blackmoon pack house. Through the SUV’s Window she looked at the property in awe and excitement. “Once Damian marries me and forms the alliance… we will use my weapon to shatter Silvermoon pack. And if he resist’s me…” She smirked coldly “The same blade will destroy him”. She stepped out of her car. Touched her bag. Feeling the blade she smiled. The secret weapon.A cursed Relic stolen from Silvermoon’s old ruins.