Romans & histoires Knight Of The Red Curse Chapter 3

The red moon rose over the academy just after midnight. Ela had been sleeping, or trying to sleep, curled on her side with Nikolai's arm draped across her waist. The baby was restless, kicking and turning, keeping her half-awake even when exhaustion begged her to rest. She had felt the moon's pull for hours, a strange heaviness in her bones that she could not explain. The curse had been dormant for months. The black veins on her arms had faded to faint shadows. She had almost convinced herself that the curse was gone, that her healing power had burned it out, that she was finally free. The red moon reminded her that she was not free. She would never be free. The curse was part of her now, wo

I muttered. Kaelith grew more wary; he pulled me back just as I was about to step into the room. “There’s magic in there. If you step inside, you’ll be transported to the world where Red is,” said Kaelith. I saw Alaric’s eyes widen too; it was as if he’d never seen anything like this before. His mouth opened and closed, but he couldn’t speak. “It looks like Father’s been up to something.” “He’s trying to resurrect Red; that’s why this curse hasn’t been lifted,” Kaelith took the ancient book I was carrying and opened the page where my name and his were linked.

*** To becontinued. Don't forget to wait for the next chapter.

Her luxurious life clearly doesn't teach her much about basic life skills. "Ow!!!" Alyssa cried out of a sudden, shaking her hand up with a painful look. My precaution didn't really get through her brain after all, and I was all set to give her an I-told-you lecture, but suddenly, my heart stopped. The world seemed to cease out of my vision. All my focus was fixed on the sweet, seductive aroma of something red oozing from Alyssa's finger. The strong scent clouded my mind like a strange impulse of evil summon. I heard the monsters bellowing deep inside me. They were charging against the trapped door of my will.

The king protected him because he made him seem like a hero going for justice and learning about other races. I hated him for a simple matter; he proclaimed he was neutral and accepted my trade. I asked him to make a medicine that stopped the curse from taking control. Obviously, the redcursed would live without the fear to lose control anytime but it had a terrible side effect; you had a year until your life burnt away. I took the medicine too since I was a redcursed. However, I wondered why I didn’t ask Dahlia to cure me of it. She helped that girl the last time. I guessed I was too prideful to ask her.

And curiosity, in my world, always ended in blood. END OF CHAPTER 1

Her eyes darted between Reven, steadfast and fierce beside her, and Kael, the specter of her past, bound to her destiny. Sacrifice. Choice. These words gnawed at her, weighty and relentless. Kael advanced a step closer, his crimson gaze locked onto her with an eerie, haunting intensity. "The curse cannot be lifted without me, Selene. Regardless of whether you love me or despise me, you cannot evade me." Reven growled, positioning himself fully in front of her, his voice resonating like steel. "Then you will have to confront me first." The atmosphere crackled with tension, charged like a tempest on the verge of erupting. Wolves crouched, shadows shifted, and the moon blazed more brightly abov

Knight explained in a less complicated way. “What happened?” “After discovering your existence because my grandfather chose to raise me like every other human. Then apparently, Knight is my mate. So I went with him to California. Zarah has a theory that to break the curse done by an ancient, powerful warlock, maybe a true love kiss could break it.” “But she died instead.” “Goddess.” Evelyn gasped. Alpha Frye didn’t even blink.

As Kruz was busy making threats and wandering around like it was his frea*ing bedroom, the door opened and the real owner of the room walked inside. "Your highness!" Kruz instantly placed the glass down and bowed a little with his hand on his heart in respect. When was this torture going to end? "The day went well," Conrad mumbled while Kruz helped taking off his long coat. Conrad seemed tired and even exhausted, he must have started to feel the intensity of the curse now. The blue in his eyes looked darker as he lifted his face up to the ceiling and exhaled desultorily.