Siren: Blood Curse Novels & Stories

as she licked the trail of blood off of my chest with her finger and then taking it to her lips and then licking it off as if it were m kind of delicious soup. "Fuck.... Even your blood taste good" she said with a moan, I had no idea what she was doing but I could tell she was having some sort of sexual gratification from all this weirdness. " You just entered you last year little wolf, this is the year the curse starts to take effect, do you know how long I have waited till this day? you belong to me now, I came here to punish as per the curse but now I think I would have some fun first"

they murmured gently, their respect mingled with worry. Selene acknowledged them with a nod and proceeded outside into the night. The forest awaited — silent, almost anticipatory. She followed the faint surge of energy deeper into the woods until she reached a small clearing. The air was cool and moist, rich with the scent of pine and soil. There, kneeling beside a pool of moonlit water, was Elder Mira. “I anticipated your arrival,” the elder stated without turning. “The heart is restless when it fears for those it loves.” Selene approached, her voice quavering. “You indicated that the curse thrives on me — that it is sustained by my blood. Surely there must be a way to end it without endang

moon goddess’s magic. To permanently lift this Blood curse, I would need to use every ounce of strength I possessed.With his eyes flaming crimson, Dimitri collapsed to his knees. Every wolf in the Blood Moon pack heard and responded to his heart-stopping cry. They were being disconnected from their Alpha’s life energy, proving that the spell was effective. Dimitri moaned, gritting his teeth despite the agony that threatened to shatter him. Indeed. It was finished! Now that the entire pack had been unlinked from Dimitri, I had the opportunity to lift the curse on her before the Blood Moon vanished.To break the curse, I muttered the spell I discovered in the book of shadows: “Finit vez uño re

Fury blazed in his eyes, making the goldeb eyes turn brighter. "What have you done?" he hissed. I pressed myself against the wall, cradling my bitten wrist. "I didn't do anything!" "Liar!" He pointed at the dead Ancient. "Your blood killed him! The blood moon curse..." Another Ancient stepped forward. "It's the only explanation, Elder Alaric. Her blood has been cursed." Alaric's face contorted with rage. "Who did this? Who placed the curse?" "I don't know what you're talking about!" I shouted, and it was the truth. I had no idea my blood could kill, no idea what this blood moon curse was.

I heard silent whispers and muffled sounds. “We can’t do that to her. That’s unlike us,” Lucien’s voice echoed through the door. “We have no choice. Aurora’s blood is our only option,” Damion said, his voice calm and nonchalant. “Do you see what is happening? We shall be consumed by the curse soon if we don’t do this by the coming full blood moon,” Sera spoke. Her ever seductive voice ripped through the thick mahogany door. I walked through the doors and their eyes met mine.

A gigantic stone door that was painted gold with mini-statuettes of the ancient beast, the kirin and various symbolic carvings stood in their way. The travellers understood from Xiyu’s explanation of the mechanics behind the access door that only her blood was able to open the door. She believed that because she was a descendant of Muxue Yan, her blood was worthy enough. Dongyue felt his chest ache slightly upon seeing her bite hard on her finger to yield a few drops of blood, which she smeared on one of the mini-statuettes. This, she confirmed, was what was required to open the door.

The uncontrolled energy formed a giant vortex, dragging the Sire toward its center. "No!" The Sire struggled desperately, but she couldn't break free. The powerful suction pulled her, inch by inch, into the core of the energy storm. Just before she was completely consumed, she looked at me with pure hatred and screamed her final curse: "Elena, you little bitch! You conspired with the Church to betray me! I curse you! May you never walk in the sun again!" I closed the lid of the silver coffin and sent my Sire on her final journey.

"What do you mean?" "The curse has begun reacting because the blood it was connected to has returned." Her voice carried an eerie certainty. My instincts sharpened. "What blood?" The seer studied me. Her eyes seemed to see through centuries. "Does the woman with you have silver around her eyes?" My blood ran cold. She knew. "Moonblood." The word hit me like a physical blow. Childhood memories surfaced instantly. Old warnings. Stories of betrayal. Bloodshed. Enemies whose names were spoken with hatred.

I have never heard that wolf blood can heal the life of a siren! "Yes!You are immortal.Maybe we can try, even if it's just a try!Please!"I'm about to cry. In desperation, Black Wolf Baker could only bite his wrist, and then stretched his bloody wrist to the mouth of the siren Aurora.The blood blurred her lips, and she did not respond.Until time passed for a long time, finally, the siren Aurora's lips opened slightly, and she began to suck the blood from Black Wolf Baker's wrist, from slow to rapid, and finally became greedy and unsatisfied devouring.

Nothing could get in—or out. "There's one way," Kieran said quietly. "The curse." I understood immediately. "Your curse was created with Ruby Wolf blood. It might be able to counteract my barrier." "But the curse is tied to the moon," Ronan pointed out. "And tonight is the Blood Moon. If Kieran triggers the curse here..." "I could lose control completely," Kieran finished. "But it's our only chance." Sienna's POV I felt something change in Kieran. His energy changed, becoming wilder, darker. He was accessing his curse—voluntarily.