Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue Novels & Stories

Not caring about my body thrashing and struggling. Untill I go still under him. Laying immobile. His heavy breaths audible in my ears as I look up at the ceiling. Why? Why did this had to happen? Why couldn't I stop him? I promised myself not to be like them...then why? "Fuc*!" I hear him curse as he retreats. His eyes changing colour from pitch dark to his normal blue ones. Showing he was struggling to get back control. But the damage was already done now.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Winston. Please read it to us." Chuckling, Winston began to read, "A blood curse binds them. Red blood, whether still or alive, will only be separated by the magic of the blue-blooded and white-haired ones. Death by time is nullified until the magic is lifted. The black sky ritual can only be revived by a mortal girl." Frowning, Triana turned to Vlador and saw him staring at the floor. From his expression, she suspected something was wrong. "That... sounds strange. I’m afraid I don’t understand." Triana said.

Blue created a circle of which she sat in, a little wooden bowl was in front of her still in the circle. Cane watched her wondering exactly what she was doing, she passed a knife to him and he stared at her questionably. “Don’t you want to break the curse, I need your blood for that” she said. He caught the palm of his hand and a drop of his blood fell into the bowl. “I need more” she said and he cut himself again, Blue got the knife from him and also cut herself releasing only a drop of her blood.

In the next second, countless locusts surrounded Fane, who still stood in place. Seeing that, Guzman scoffed and said, "I've never seen someone who wants to die as much as you do. The technique I'm using, the Blood Curse is a lower ultimate god rank technique. There's no way useless trash like you have ever touched a technique of this level. "How would you know how strong it is? Brat, when you're in hell, don't blame me. Blame yourself for being ignorant of how strong second-grade worlds are!" The moment he said that, he heard a crack in front. Guzman widened his eyes as a dark light appeared where the locusts were. After that, a stinging sound was heard coming from where the locusts were, s

They were made of silver ,coated with glassy paint , stitched in such a way that it was impossible for it to hurt her . Thanks to her mate no not Marcus but the one who planned everything , who customized these dress with a special purpose . Purpose of ending Alpha of blue moon pack - tonight. As soon as clock ticked and the announcement and oaths were nearing to be completed. Eliss knew it was time for the deed . She immediately torn the biggest mirror from her dress and in an instant it was peirced in Marcus abdomen . Shit- she missed the target, Eliss thought horrified .

“But you possess the strength and determination needed to endure.” She rose from her chair with an agility that belied her age, summoning a small vial filled with a golden liquid from a nearby shelf. “This elixir,” she explained, handing it to me, “holds the key to unlocking the curse. But its power must be harnessed under the light of a blue moon.” A blue moon? A blue moon,” I repeated, my mind racing with the implications of Agatha's words. The rare occurrence of a blue moon meant that time is of the essence, and the window of opportunity to break the curse is limited.

"The battle at the border... it’s going to be ugly. Caleb isn't just bringing wolves. He’s bringing the 'Silver-Tide'—human mercenaries with silver-laced weapons. Damon and the others are going to be focused on the front lines." She reached into a wooden chest and pulled out a small, leather pouch. Inside were three vials of a shimmering blue liquid. "This is Blue-Brier," she explained. "It won't stop a silver blade, but it will keep the heart beating long enough for a healer to get there. Take it. One for you, one for Félix, and one for whoever you think needs it most." "Thank you, Maya," I said, my voice thick with emotion. "I don't know how to repay you."

Jis per hamari aankh ne Moti lutaye raat bhar Bheja wohi kagaz tujhe Hamne likha Kutch bhi nahin Maanga khuda se raat din Tere siva Kutch bhi nahin. This was the last straw and I could not control my tears... They started flowing non stop. He stopped the car abruptly. " Oh God !! Maurvi why are you crying? What happened ? Did I say something? Please stop crying. " " Oh I just became emotional after hearing that gazal. I am sorry. I am an emotional fool. " I tried to Smile.

Zelda. Brenda's hands tightened on my shoulders. "Remember what I said? It ends here," she hissed. I swallowed hard and fretfully turned back to look behind me, I wanted to push her off me but I also knew that any wrong move from me would make the situation worse. Suddenly, A car screeched loudly to a halt nearby, distracting Brenda momentarily. As she turned, a stranger emerged—a man with blazing golden eyes. My gazes locked on his, and a surge of energy coursed through me. Strength I'd never known surged through my limbs.

Youri had a grim expression. No matter who stood before the Chaos Mirror, their Soul Genesis would be completely revealed. Yet, the Soul Genesis reflected in the mirror belonged to Wyot, and there was no mistake. Despite the results, Youri still felt the Wyot in front of them was suspicious. “As far as I know, there is a magical herb called the Soulblue. It has the ability to copy another creature’s soul aura.” James was startled upon hearing Youri mention the Soulblue. However, he maintained a calm composure. He looked at Youri and said, “Even if what you said is true and a Soulblue can truly copy another creature’s aura, what about this?”