Novel & Cerita Knight Of The Red Curse Chapter 3

He can't accept the situation or what is here in front of him You don't need to worry. I will help you till you're in this world. I will be with you and I will help you in this world Will you help me??? I told you before till you're here I will help you with just what you need to know. Then tell me Red where am I And who is that boy who came before and why is he so frustrated with me? What is the magic circle he is talking about? Who was that man who told me to fight against the boar?

, I said. He walks over and looks at the book before looking up at me. Tilting my head, he answers my unasked question, “There’s no more text.” Looking down at the book, I see that there’s more text but I say nothing; giving him a shy smile, but he just shrugs his shoulders before heading back inside the room. Once I heard the door shut, I looked at the book; If you are reading this part, you are a part of my old family or you are from my cousin's family; my name is Reda Bahar Phoenix and I’m about to tell you about the curse I put on my family. Only a true phoenix could break the curse no matter how many years go by; here it is, “The one to break the curse was born with no family but yet ma

“This is a Celtic manuscript that had information on curses—well, to make the story short, we found a way to reverse the curse but first we need to find a key, in every curse there will be a third party who is kissed by the cosmos to make sure that no matter what the curse can be undone—“ “A third party?” I asked, cutting him off as the gears in my head turned. “I—I’m not sure, my memory is hazy but I am certain that there was a presence of an angel when I was cursed. I didn’t know who it was though.” I felt my brows furrowed at the thought, I was searching hard for any familiarity of the angel’s presence but I found none. Father is really powerful to be able to control every detail by his c

Arrogance makes people sloppy. Inside, the air bites cold. The walls are lined with shelves of scrolls, jars, and rune-marked glass. My eyes catch on one vial — red, glowing faintly, just like the ink from the letter. I grab it. The glass burns against my palm, heat sinking into my bones. The curse howls. My vision tilts. A shadow moves in the corner — not Jude’s. Sharper. Meaner. A woman steps out, eyes glowing red, runes crawling up her arms.

I couldn’t. “Accept this offering,” I called, raising my voice over the rumble. “Blood of the market. Prayer of the priest. Love of the Alpha. Bond of the mate. Let it be enough to end what was born from spite!” The blue fire burst into a white flame. The ring lit up, pulsing bright. Then I felt it. The curse. It slid through the air like a living thing, clinging, refusing to release its hold. Gia’s magic pushed back.

Three heads turn toward him. "A story?" Alexander asks. "Like with dragons?" "Perhaps. Would you like to hear it?" "YES!" all three children chorus. Hugo begins. "Once upon a time, in a kingdom far away, there lived a brave knight who had been cursed by a dark sorcerer." "How dark?" Alexander interrupts. "Very dark. The curse made the knight tired. Weak. The kingdom's healers tried everything they could think of. Magic potions. Enchanted herbs. Powerful spells."

Relief washed over me as she sank onto a nearby chair. Taking a deep breath, I began my tale. The words tumbled out, a torrent of fear, confusion, and a desperate need to be believed. I spoke of the ancient curse, the hidden world of the Lyka’s wolves, and the fateful night that bound me to their pack. Ariana listened intently, her expression vague. I tried to read between her raised brows and raised breaths, but I still couldn’t tell if I was doing a good job convincing her that I was still the same Ella.

Trevor responded showing his approval. "Your majesty but there is nothing special about Miss Crystal, she won't be able to free you from your curse. why do you think she is the one?" Lorcan questioned. "She is Lorcan, I saw it. She is the key to letting my wolf out of his cage, it's been hundreds of years already. I can feel it." Trevor remarked determined and hellbent that crystal was his redemption. "Yes your majesty, I believe your words if you think so." Lorcan simply nodded, he trusted the king's judgment because the king was like a god to him.

"I need to run in my wolf form." Kamil nodded in response and pressed the start button. He drove out of the royal garage. The garage leads outside the left side of the castle. Percy was angry about the marriage announcement but at the same time, he was glad that he was getting married to the daughter of his enemy. It was a great way to avenge his mother. He was going to make life unbearable for the girl until she dies on their wedding night according to the curse. It was the perfect plan.

Shadows flicker red beneath my door now, dancing like cruel spirits. “Run!” The word echoes in my skull. The door bursts inward in a spray of sparks and splintered wood. Flames roar behind a towering silhouette. A man steps through the fire. I cannot see his face — only the outline of him carved in burning light. And his eyes. They glow. Not with reflection. With power. The world fractures into red and gold. Heat devours everything. The scream tears from my throat— I wake choking on smoke that isn’t there. My room is dark. Quiet. Whole.