Novel & Cerita The Kiss Curse: A Novel

Estera was talking, looking around trying to reach the source of the sound, but to no avail, she sat on the ground while holding her ears in great pain "Please, the curse it hurts, help me." She stood there, screaming at the top of her voice "Who are you, what a curse , how can I help you?" She turned back when she felt someone standing behind her, she looked at him, his features were not clear, it was a mysterious person He approached from her while she retreated back, but she was surprised by his hands pulling her to him, then he puts his face in her neck and kisses her slowly there She felt strange feelings in her stomach, as if butterflies were flying in, tickling her

I smelled smoke, sweat, copper, and something worse—fear. "Do it," I whispered. "Finish what the curse started." His hand gripped my throat, but he didn’t tighten. Just held it. Like he needed the contact to stay tethered to himself. His eyes weren’t his anymore—gold burning out, beast bleeding through, something ancient snarling beneath the surface. Then he kissed me. Not soft. Not sweet. It was violence and desperation, the kind of kiss you give when you're drowning and don't want to die alone. I tasted blood and tears and years we couldn’t get back. It seared through me, awakened something too big to name.

HIS CURSE; HER BLESSING (Isla’s POV) The chriping sound of the birds woke me up from my sleep. I barely slept after meeting with Sebastian. His words ringed in my mind, each laced with a warning I couldn’t ignore. I had known stepping into the Seedorf family wouldn’t be easy, but I hadn’t expected to be threatened within the first twenty-four hours. Still, I wasn’t going anywhere. I dressed quickly, choosing a simple outfit, and stepped out of my room.

“Cursed or not. Past life or this one. I am yours.” I turned my head, my lips finding his in the dark. A soft, lingering kiss, devoid of the earlier desperation, filled instead with a quiet, dawning certainty. If love can break a curse, I thought, as sleep finally began to pull at the edges of my consciousness, my body humming with spent heat and his arms locked securely around me, then maybe this time… we have a chance.

I answer by sliding my free hand into his hair, drawing him closer. The kiss deepens, and I feel his shielding slip, allowing me a glimpse of his emotions for the first time—longing, fear, hope, and something deeper that makes my heart race. It's overwhelming in its intensity, this sudden connection to someone who has been closed to me since we met. We pull apart, both breathing unevenly. His forehead rests against mine, our hands still entwined between us. "That was..." I begin. "Probably a complication we don't need," he finishes, though he doesn't move away.

In her place sat a thick, tangled bed of blood-red roses, their thorns gleaming with wet dew. Novalee stared at the flowers, her voice hollow. "The curse is locked in place." A split second later, a distant, agonised shriek tore through the deep forest, miles away. "I think Kori just realised it too," Novalee whispered.

“As the deity of this forest… I shall punish you for slaughtering the humans within my territory. You shall feed on the corpse and shall never be able to kill anyone you despise. You shall live in isolation, never leaving this forest until you’re capable of reflecting on your actions. Not only that, but you will retain your power and will become even stronger yet incapable of defeating your enemies. I will have you experience what agony and desperation are. Even at the cost of my life… you shall find no salvation.” The blinding light slowly faded revealing a silhouette of a woman. Zev wanted to see the face of the person who dared to curse him, but his body weakened in an instant. He felt wa

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

Feeling my collar, she grabbed it pulling me closer and kissed me passionately. “I missed you,” she said between her breaths. Must she include verbal sweetness to make the curse stronger? It was working as my heart raced following her rhythm. With her body against the wall, I showered her with kisses down her neck and chest. It didn’t feel good to use her lips; I didn’t want the curse to become stronger and it was already making me crazy.

He should have known that she would ask for a kiss at least. A whimper escaped her lips and that's when Zeus lost it. He crawled towards her and grabbed her by her neck. He pulled her on the metrus and hovered over her. Without any warning, he slammed his lips on her. She gasped loudly as his lips touched herself. His nose was touching her chin while he was sucking her lower lip. In a few seconds, she also closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck. They kissed each other hungrily. They had longed for each other for so long that they couldn't wait anymore. They wanted to hold each other in their arms. They wanted to shower each other with their love. But the curse was yet again a w