Kindred Curse Saga Book 4 Novels & Stories

“There’s more. A refrain—half-burnt—but clear enough. ‘If the blood key resists, the curse magnifies, carried down each heir until marrow itself dissolves.’” The words lodged like ice in Zaria’s ribs. She wanted to laugh, to spit the curse back out, but her pulse betrayed her, hammering too hard. Lucien finally moved. His hand clenched the edge of the desk until the wood creaked. “Enough for tonight.” But Mara shook her head, eyes sharp. “Lucien. You can’t silence what’s already written.” ⸻

Every grieving father was a bargaining chip against me. But the woman in front of me? She had no wolf. Which meant…The curse could not touch her. My curse was simple and cruel: it attacked the wolf core of my mate by tearing, weakening, and devouring it until it died. Only a powerful she-wolf could survive the wave of it. And if an Alpha-born woman couldn’t endure it, who could? Nineteen daughters of Alphas had died. If they couldn’t survive me, then no wolf could.

“My old man was born and raised here in the Horizon world his whole life and yet he knows about the Inverse. As for my mom, I have no idea who she is but I was told that she was the old man’s mistress so I suspect it is from her.” “It seems that time is running out. Hyakuya Kurai’s curse is getting stronger. One day, he is afraid that the physical and mental strain from the monthly rampages will kill him.” she said. “I can see why Cai Kang’s curse is considered a blessing in his tribe. His curse will never end in tragedy while yours is a one-sided path to your demise.” She sighs. Kurai’s expression hasn’t changed. “I am aware of my untimely death but do you know a cure? That is the reason I

My chest felt even heavier. We got there without running into her father, thank the moon. The place smelled like old paper and herbs. I stood there awkwardly while she moved between shelves with confidence. She pulled out three books before finally landing on a fourth. She flipped through the pages fast, like she already knew what she was looking for. Then she stopped. “Here,” she said, pointing at the page. I walked over. She looked up at me, voice steady. “The curse is real.” I blinked. “What curse?”

--- End of Chapter 4 – Elara’s Song Next: Arc II, Chapter 5 – “The Choice of Two Souls.” The curse begins forcing Mira and Adrian to relive Elara’s final days — blurring the line between past and present. Mira must decide whether to embrace Elara’s love or fight to keep her own identity, even as the bond starts breaking apart.

Just silence and day and night. I let out a frustrated sigh, dragging my gaze back to the ancient, leather-bound book sprawled open on the table. The BLOOD CURSE. The pages were yellowed, the ink faded in some places, but it was the only thing that made sense right now. Everything in this damned place was chaos, but the curse? The curse was real. And it was the first time I’d come across something that actually related to what had been happening to me. To why I was still here. The more I read, the more I am made to believe I killed Kael.

Mira's POV, “But who would dare to build such a mutant army?” Kieran asked, his mind clouded with confusion as he stared at the bloodshed around him. “To do something like this, someone would have to bear the Moon Goddess’s most terrible curse.” Even when the mutants’ distorted howls faded into the distant forest, the air around us remained suffocating with the lingering stench of blood, ash, and poisonous magic. The gray mist still clung stubbornly to the edges of the borderlands, curling around broken trees and shattered stones as if ready to gulp us down.

"Luxuria, if you ever need someone to talk to or just... a friend, I'm here. Don’t hesitate to reach out." I managed a nod, though my thoughts were still tangled in the pages of the book. "Thank you, Zendaya." She smiled warmly and stepped out, closing the door behind her with a soft click. The silence that followed was almost a relief. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. Turning back to the table, I pulled out the book and hastily opened the pages. "Should the symptoms persist, it is said that the curse might—" I eagerly flipped to the next page and, to my greatest dismay... It was gone. The page was nowhere to be found.

“I don’t want to lose myself, Jacob. But I don’t have a choice.” I stepped forward, my legs trembling with every movement. I placed the bracelet and the journal on the Pact Stone, just as Mira had told me. The moon symbols on the stone seemed to shift, glowing faintly beneath the weight of the items. My heart pounded in my chest as I knelt beside the stone, my hands shaking, every breath a struggle. The world felt distant as I closed my eyes, hearing only the thundering pulse in my veins and the quiet howl of Umfa beneath my skin. The curse burned deeper now, seeping into my bones, and I felt the weight of it dragging me down.

And the love of a sister apparently. My toes tapped up and down in a rhythm that was supposed to calm me but it didn't. “Is there no other way?” I asked suddenly, my desperation unmasked. “There may be a way, it was never a possibility before with Brian. I could manipulate the pact with your blood and his but I would need your offspring.” I stared blankly at her, where was I supposed to get an offspring? I doubted that the curse would wait that long. “You have no idea, do you?” She whispered, her white gaze drifting to my belly. Realization hit me and the world stopped.