Romans & histoires Numberblocks Cursed Images

The seventh node on the edge of completion. Waiting. Cliffhanger.

As the spell progressed, Amanda and Sue’s blood merged and trickled over the map forming three great circles. “Why is the brightest circle pointing at our cottage?” Alaric asked with a bewildered expression. “ Cause, I am here. Obviously, my energy field will be the greatest where I am.” “The second circle points to your house. That leaves the third circle. Ranger must have kept Sienna somewhere in the abandoned quarters of Wilson Port Colony.” Alaric ran out of the house the moment he heard the location. “Just hang in there, Luv. I am on my way.” Alaric muttered as he turned the key in the ignition and hit the gas.

An unknown number. One message. UNKNOWN NUMBER: You just made it worse.

Roberto’s jaw tightened subtly. “You felt my pain.” “And you felt mine.” The horrifying truth settled between them heavily. Elena shook her head immediately. “That’s impossible.” Roberto laughed once. A humorless sound. “You wear a cursed necklace that glows in the dark and lets you go to other realms.” He stepped closer slowly. “And this is where you draw the line?” Elena fell silent. He had a point. Her mind replayed the pain from moments earlier. The way Roberto staggered exactly when she did.

She screamed, making list of the people flinch and younger children cry in fright. "But you know what, I will leave and you will never see me again. Of course I won't leave without a gift for your unborn child, whether male or female, the child shall not experience the feeling of full wolf transformation. You can try to break the curse but you will fail and you will also beg to find me and you will also fail. This is my parting gift to you," she smiled deviously and just within a blink of an eye, Rebecca was gone. ~JASON~

I replied with confidence but only just to provoke him. "Oooh, you're still as bold as ever even when you're left with only the bones and no flesh." He said, leaning back on his desk. He took a lusty look at me from head to toe, biting his mouth. It was as if he already undressed me but with his eyes. Even when you loose a game, just make sure to dress like the winner, as confident and sexy as ever, only then you can get in the nerves of your opponent, and that was exactly what I did.

Magic is the only reason I survived that fall. Magic is the only reason I now bear the mark of a Ruined. The inked fingers symbolize my curse. We come to the end of the path, where an old cottage loom close to a lake. I follow the strange lady inside. The interior reminds me a lot of my family's cottage back in the Red Moon Pack. The only difference is that this cottage has a lot of shelves where a good number of bizarre-looking artifacts and runes are kept on. At the back of the cottage, a space has been cleared, where chairs and tables are arranged as though it was a bar shop.

By the time they broke through the tree line, the town was burning in full. Fire ran through the streets. People scattered in every direction mothers dragging children, men wielding broken tools as weapons. And in the chaos moved the rogues, wild and twisted wolves whose minds had long since rotted. Alaric was off his horse before it stopped. His boots struck the ground hard. The curse in his blood stirred, coiling deep beneath his skin. His claws slid out, dark and sharp as obsidian. The air around him shifted, thickening with power. He didn’t wait quickly He moved cutting down as many as he could quickly and swiftly.

As the night deepened into a bleeding nightmare, the Mansion of the Archimage lit up with its dark magic and ceaseless activity. Lumina, obsessed with finishing the work that the former Archimage had failed to complete with her uncle, worked tirelessly using Serenity's blood. Two subordinates walked into her lab, staring at her with disappointment. They held test tubes in their hands, their fingers shaking. "Your Highness," one of them called nervously from behind as she dropped a single small droplet of Serenity's blood into another mixture of blood and herbs.

Leonidas spoke immediately. “We have somewhere important to be” “The free land?” I frowned. “How do you know about that?” Leonidas asked before I could. “I’m aware of the witches living in the free land. I’m a little curious why you’re after them” “I have business with them” Leonidas said curtly and Alpha Lucious nodded. “You won’t find the path this late at night. The witches have it blocked” Leonidas turns slowly to meet Finn’s eyes. “Why the fuck didn’t you tell me that?” Finn’s lips pressed into a thin line, not offering an answer. Leonidas muttered under his breath.