Novel & Cerita Miracle Cure Novel

"Then explain the miracle. How does a backwater pack healer reverse an ancient curse?" The air felt thin. My chest heaved, but no oxygen seemed to reach my blood. This was the cliff. The part where the story broke. The part where every guard in the compound would lock me in a cell if they heard. But I had already crossed the line. There was no turning back now. "We manufactured a cure," I said. Christopher blinked once. "We." "Yes." "We," he said again, the word tasting like lead on his tongue. "You and who else?"

I just hope that the man didn't recognize me because he only saw my face for about a second. Now I believe in the saying that "curiosity kills the cat" because it looks like my curiosity will be a cause of my death. Fearing that those mysterious men might be following me, I suddenly entered the open gate of a large house. But my luck seems to have run out because the gate I entered was owned by a scary creature. A creature that looks like a human but has thick fur all over its body just like a dog with sharp fangs and sharp claws. I know what kind of creature it is. A werewolf. I never knew that werewolf is real because I only read about them in books and see them in movies. But the surprise

What if I'll get the disease and die? I winced the thoughts away. There's no way I could get the disease since there were no infected nearby and besides, I could always wear my mask if I needed it. Herbs! I have to get some herbs, my stock were very little and my journey is still very lengthy. I smiled at myself, am I really doing this? It's like one of those tales where a man strides across a country just to find the thing he seeks. An adventure. But what am I looking for? Yes, I know for myself that I am after the cure but what is it? What is the cure?

Just the smell of ozone and unfinished responsibility lingering in the air. Selena stood there alone, blinking at the decaying altar while water from the storm began trickling across the stone floor like it was staging a coup. Her eye twitched. Her soul twitched. Her lower back twitched because she’d landed like a sack of wet laundry. God knew she tried. She recited every spell she vaguely remembered from internet rabbit holes. “Abracadabra,” “Leviosa”—not “Leviosar,” she corrected herself mid-prayer—and even, in desperation, “Escucha las palabras de las brujas, los secretos escondidos en la noche...” while raising her hands like she was in a soap opera for witches.

Even the Elder Council in the Capital had once summoned her to treat an important figure. The stone was real. But I shook my head. Charles snorted. "See? I told you she was a liar." Victoria’s expression soured, while my father and stepmother adamantly refused to let Quinn marry a crippled wolf with no future. But Charles spoke again, his tone infused with a chilling confidence. "I've already found a cure. Once I'm healed, I'll be back at the company." "If Quinn marries me, she'll want for nothing." Quinn nodded emphatically. "That's right, Mom, Dad. I know a powerful healer who can definitely cure Charles."

Evan squeezed harder, making Carmen cough. "Die!" "Do you really want me dead? Don't you want to know where Lyra's head is?" Carmen used the last of her strength to say this. Evan froze for a moment before slowly releasing his grip. After a while, Carmen got up and opened the fridge. There were two glass jars inside with my head and kidney both soaking in formaldehyde.

I demanded, surprised by the edge in my voice. The lady washing me yanked me up prompting a yelp from me as the cold air bit into my skin. “Get her dressed and brought to the office.” My aunty instructed before leaving the room. My mind raced with various questions, as I went through the motions of getting dressed Who are they giving me to? Why? And most importantly where am I? I was shown into a brightly lit room where my godparents sat alongside a man. I recognised him as a rogue werewolf named Eugene who ran an illegal auction house.

“Waiting for you to stop being afraid of me. Waiting for you to use me. Waiting… for you to fall in love with me.” He lowered his head, his forehead resting against mine. “I was terrified to tell you about the Blood Moon Curse, that I’m a monster who could lose control at any moment. You’re the only thing that silences the beast inside me. The only cure the Goddess ever gave me. My anchor in the madness.” “Elena, you are my True Mate. The only salvation the Moon Goddess ever sent me.” So that was it. All the coincidences, the moments of calm, the special treatment.

We invited only kins and close friends, and there was no one from the Coleman family. Jeremy's hand in mine amid the toasts. I knew I had finally escaped from the shadows of my past and found the happiness that was truly mine. Meanwhile, Isiah sank deeper into the mire. After he left the hospital, his reputation was ruined, and he couldn't find work. He had to rely on his parents' pension to survive. During a routine checkup, he was diagnosed with advanced AIDS. The news struck like a thunderbolt, crushing the last of his hopes. He vented all his hatred onto Zoe.

We were in the throes of passion all night. When I woke up, Zachary explained the rumors while holding me in his arms. The Lowell family's power struggles were violent, so he had no choice but to pretend that he was confined to a wheelchair to stay alive. "What about now?" "I don't need to pretend anymore. I started my own business abroad, so I can leave the Lowell Group soon and start anew." He whispered into my ear, "Julie, let's elope."