Jessika Curse Novels & Stories

Faked her rare blood group, the rogue attack when she crossed the border, the perfume, wolfsbane, and silver, everything. “Marissa, are you ok?” I don’t even lift my head from the pictures of her, Jessica meeting with my sister long before I found out Jennifer was my sister. The betrayal runs deep. So either Jennifer lied or Jessica didn’t know about the deal Jennifer made with this pack. Either way, I want to kill them all.

"That's insane. You can't just walk into their house, they'll know who you are, they'll know what you can do, it's a trap, it has to be a trap—" "He said the Ashfords accepted the proposal without hesitating," I said. "Not a single pushback. Which means they either don't know what I am, or they do know and they think they can handle it." I paused. "Either way, I'm going." "You already decided?" I looked at her. At the pale skin and the tired eyes. "If there's any chance this breaks the curse," I said, "then yes. I already decided." Sienna was quiet for a moment. Then she said, very softly, "What if it's a trap?"

Her talks with Draven that day simply made whatever little fear she had about the Alpha vanish. They were now in the car heading back to the house. Draven was driving while Jessica sat in the passenger seat with her head resting on Draven's shoulder. She only wanted to stay there with the Alpha and not return to the Pack. She only wanted to be with Draven. "Ummm Draven?" Jessica asked abruptly. "Yes Jessica." Draven replied. "Your curse, has it ended now? You've seem to change greatly since that night." Jessica asked. Draven chuckled. "No Jessica. The curse is not yet broken, I believe it was only suspended the night I came in contact with you."

I used to hear that the curse was PGWolf in Minecraft, but I never knew they were just going to work ones too. "Murphy, it is going to be difficult to hold him down like that; you just need to, like, ease up and let all of those strengths go out of him. The Luna curse power cannot be contained in this body any longer, and since he's already awake, you would need to let it out," Jessica said to Murphy, who finally let the rebel go as he began to breathe heavily, kneeling down to the ground again.

"How many more Alphas will die unfulfilled? How many more women will perish attempting to bond with a cursed bloodline?" The memories hit me like physical blows. Catherine, my first attempt at bonding, wasting away over three agonizing weeks as the curse consumed her from the inside. Maria, who lasted only days before the madness took her. And Jessica... sweet Jessica who loved me enough to try, knowing the others' fates. I can still see her choosing the cliff over the slow death the curse promised. "Enough." My voice comes out rougher than intended. "I won't put another innocent woman at risk. Human or otherwise."

She wore a tight mini red dress, her arms crossed but I could see the days of sleepless nights visible in her eyes. “You!” she spat, glaring at me. “Ever since you came back, you’ve been a curse. You ruined my family, my engagement—everything!” I raised an eyebrow, my face cold. “A curse? Jessica, what are you talking about?” I pretended not to know what she was talking about. “Oh I remember now, your family is under scandal. Tch. Your family lied about an innocent woman. You brought this on yourselves.” Jessica's face grew pale. “Slut! It's your bad luck that made Dalton break up with me!”

I can only stand outside and look through the glass and watch as she only breathes with the help of the oxygen mask. My hands clench into fists as I realize I have failed to protect the one I love again. A tear runs down my face as realization hammers. Perhaps I am not only cursed to die by Vance's mate's, but I am also cursed to hurt the ones I love and want to protect. This is my personal curse. And Leonardo is going to pay for everything. I don't realize Mrs. Grey has left her daughter's side when she sees me through the glass and only comes back to reality when I feel a hit on my arm and a scream in my ear.

I didn't want to die. We were in the woods somewhere. The alpha yanked me out of the trunk, shoved me into a tree trunk, and forced a kiss on my lips. "Good luck," he whispered, foul breath making me nauseous. "I doubt you'll last the night, and even if you do they'll kill you when they find you." "Alpha, we need to get back before the police show up or they're gonna think we have her."

"But we need to find Lydia, and we need to figure out how to lift this curse. We've got a long road ahead of us, and we can't afford any more mistakes." "I'm so sorry about all of this," Ethan grumbled. "Just pray that we find a solution out of this situation you put us in. And I hope you learn a valuable lesson this time," Ethan hung his head low, his fingers fidgeting. "We need to think of something," he announced facing the rest of the pack. "Hey, what about witches?" Lucas hesitated, glancing around at the others to gauge their reactions. "I mean, they're powerful, right? And since one of them placed the curse, which means a witch can lift it too?"

She suddenly sneered making him tighten his grip over her jaw not liking the way she was disrespecting him. "I curse you." A mewled whisper erupted from her throat. The man who had her jaw held in a terrific grip suddenly gave her a twisted smile having no effect from her words. He found them absurd and full of stupidity. "I CURSE YOU! YOU AND YOUR FATHER WILL LOSE ALL YOUR HAPPINESS AND PEACE! IT'S A CURSE OF A DAUGHTER, YOU IMBECILE!" She cried loudly right on his face which did snatch his smile but something in him refused to accept the power behind her curse.