Davy Jones Before Curse Novels & Stories

Too— Weak. Alpha Derek of Edgeland leans forward, voice cutting. “Maybe if you focused more on finding the source of the curse rather than believing in some prophecy, you’d be able to heal your bloodlines.” The air turns volatile instantly. Gavin’s chair scrapes. “She will come,” he insists, voice shaking with restrained fury. “I don’t think you realize how much I’ve done to try to figure out what the problem is.” Alpha energy begins to press outward, thick and dangerous.

“During the Blood Moon Final celebration, we should break it to the public that Jerome was finally released and he healed his brothers from the curse, that way any scandals about the royal family would be covered up and Jerome would be in our midst again.” My breath caught in my throat. Raven’s head lifted slowly, her lashes fluttering like she hadn’t heard right. My father’s jaw twitched and Dante’s eyes flicked toward me. Caius clenched his jaw so tight I swore I heard his teeth crack. And Elias? He leaned forward, voice low and razor-sharp. “What cure?”

My grip on Lance’s hand tightened and he winced but never removed his hand from mine. “You will be alright,” he reassured with a nod of his head. I returned the nod along with a smile. “It was a side effect of the curse Hayley, I have injected something to subdue whatever is affecting your body physically and I’ll leave the rest for your witch friend,” Mr Jones spoke, standing up to look at me.

"And what if it costs more lives? We need a strategy." The room fell silent as I stared at her, weighing her words. Finally, I nodded. "Fine. We gather intelligence first. But I won’t wait long, Everly. They need to pay for what they’ve done." “With all due respect, Alpha Kaelan, I warned you about crowning Everly but you wouldn't listen. It has barely been twenty four hours and the curse has already begun to manifest. Crescent Moon is in ruins.” Jonas lamented bitterly.

Dion protested, “Maybe we were wrong!” Joel arched an eyebrow. “I mean, you said it yourself, she is a capable fighter and so far, a fair leader… why not let her hold down the fort till Alpha Draven awakens, like he intended?” “Because she is cursed! Dion, cursed!” Joel yelled. “I can’t believe that I am the one reminding you of that.” “There’s no proof of that, Joel,” Dion defended. “You saw how she defended the pack against the Flint Posse, Could a cursed person do that?”

Nana Joyce continues, her voice laden with the weight of years of secrets. "The curse originated from an act of grave injustice. Calhouns grandfather murdered a werewitch, and in her dying breath, she cursed him. This curse binds each alpha in our bloodline when they reach 33. Calhoun’s father, my son overcame it, but he later got murdered. Now, Calhoun faces the same fate." As the truth unfurls, I feel a lot of emotions; anger, grief, and a profound sense of helplessness. "Nana Joyce, I never thought he was suffering like this. It's heart-wrenching to see him this way,” I turn to Nana Joyce, the lines of worry etching on my face.

That is what most impresses me, as well as her beautiful voice. I wanted to see her more, but where could I find her? When Sarreth found my unconscious body, she said there is no such goddess, which surprised me. And yes, the necklace my mum gave me was the reason for my loss of consciousness that day. That necklace protects me from the sun and allows me to touch the metals. Because of that necklace, I look like a complete human being that likes to hunt pretty ladies. That necklace also control my thirst and I think that is a good thing.

Her eyes widened in surprise and excitement. “I found it!” Minx shouted and giggled. “That was close.” Daisy sighed deeply and collected the pendant from her. “Ten minutes left. It’s now or never.” Seth said. “Okay, Daisy. Easy, easy, just say the words.” Seth said. “I raise you. Take your spirit.” Daisy said. They waited for what seemed like forever for Jordan to open his eyes. “What if he’s actually dead?” Minx said as tears rolled down her cheeks.

And Damon knew that where they will be Dante was beside her father, looking across the place see if he can find any familiar faces, he was scared , he didn’t want to show it, he worried he would die tonight . He was the only one apart from her father that now knew more about the curse and how to break it, he didn’t tell Ava or even show her because he wanted her to let her guard down; he did lie to her about a few things because he wanted her to never ever know about this and or even try to figure out how to break the curse.

Her face was etched with genuine worry, but Ava sensed calculation beneath it. “My grandson! Oh, Lucas…” She rushed forward, but security—summoned by Samuel’s earlier instructions—blocked her. “Ava, please,” Madam Jones pleaded. “This is family blood. I have the medical files from our private doctors. The condition is treatable if caught early. It’s the Jones curse, but we can manage it.” Samuel arrived then, having raced from the estate with Ethan and Ava Rose safely under guard. He pulled Ava into a brief, fierce hug before eyeing Jeffrey and his mother coldly. “This ‘curse’ conveniently appears now? After five years of silence?”