Novel & Cerita The Kiss Curse: A Novel

Damon never forgot, but there were years when Theo and Katarina would be out of the territory, and nothing would happen. I woke to a note on my bedside table. I hadn't heard anyone come in, and the door was locked. Only Thadeus could open it. I opened the folded paper that had my name on it. Meet me by the wishing well at midnight. Esmerelda! Yes! I could just accidentally see her. The wishing well is our secret spot. It's an old well that I used to hide in from Thadeus when he was angry. I just had to keep Damon with me until then, so I didn't get locked in my room. I heard the steps before the lock in the door. My senses were definitely getting stronger. That must be my wolf. The door open

Just silence and day and night. I let out a frustrated sigh, dragging my gaze back to the ancient, leather-bound book sprawled open on the table. The BLOOD CURSE. The pages were yellowed, the ink faded in some places, but it was the only thing that made sense right now. Everything in this damned place was chaos, but the curse? The curse was real. And it was the first time I’d come across something that actually related to what had been happening to me. To why I was still here. The more I read, the more I am made to believe I killed Kael.

With an expression of rare vulnerability, he murmured, “Cheyenne, I know everything now... It was my fault. Please forgive me, okay? We... we can have another child.” I abruptly lifted my head. What a trivial, dismissive statement to gloss over the pain of losing my child. I raised my hand and delivered a resounding slap across his face. “Weren’t you always so devoted to Queenie? I’ve given you your freedom. I won’t interfere with you two anymore. Get out and don’t sully my home.” He grabbed my hand in desperation. “It’s not like that... I just—She’s just—” I interrupted coldly, fed up with his excuses, “Just your sister, right? Then, why did you choose me, a woman who looks so much like her

“They’re unbreakable.” “This one has a loophole,” I explain, holding my hands out in surrender. When he arches a brow, I explain how the shifter I rescued from the village, the only person who hadn’t fallen under the curse, for whatever reason, turned out to be a witch who was given full knowledge about the curse that befell the princess. Ashton’s bright, cutting laugh splits the air in the dining hall. “True love’s first kiss? Kael, be serious.” “I know–”

Dahlia’s P.O.V The kiss takes me by surprise—stunning me into stillness. It isn’t just the abruptness of it, or the way his lips move with such confidence against mine, but the sheer force of it, the undeniable heat that pulls me in, making my pulse pound like a war drum. Killian doesn’t hesitate, doesn’t falter. His fingers press into the small of my back as he pulls me down on top of him, deepening the kiss in a way that has my breath hitching in my throat.

In a second, Joshua was standing there with his short that revealed his bludge and a singlet that showed his physic. Joshua, welcomed him in with a smile. "Thank you for—" Stanley leaned forward stealing his word with a kiss. They stood at the door way, sucking each other lips as if there both lives depended on it. Stanley, dragged his waist closer, there both erection meeting each other's. Hard and firm. Joshua, escaped the kiss, going down his knee. He dragged down Stanley trouser, gulping hard on his 8 inches dick. In and out. Stanley, moan filled the room, calm and romantic. He held Joshua head and demanded for more and more of what he was doing.

A desperate, aching need to claim her, to remind both of us who we belonged to before the full moon stripped away everything human about me. I broke the kiss long enough to look at the others. "Turn around. All of you." "Alpha—" Thane started. "Now." They obeyed immediately. Thane, Vera, and even Aunt Marta and Uncle Henrik turned their backs to us, giving us what privacy they could in this situation. "Kael," Sena breathed against my lips. "What's happening to you?" "The curse," I managed, already working at the fastenings of her dress with shaking hands. "It's getting stronger. Everything is... heightened. I need you. I need you so much it's driving me insane."

I just took. I expected her to fight me. I expected her to hit my wounded arm. I expected her to yell but she did not. She stood there stiff for only one second. Then she melted into the kiss. She let me in, sbe closed her eyes. I felt her hand come up and rest on my chest. It was a small hand. I heard a small sound come from her throat, It was a good sound. I kissed her harder. I pushed all my anger and all my loneliness into the kiss. She was tasting good, she was tasting like water and fire at the same time. I wanted to never stop, i wanted to pick her up and take her away and keep her.

She kissed him back just as hard, tongues sliding, teeth nipping, months of lonely nights pouring out between them. Nothing else mattered. Not the saints, not Bram yelling in the distance, not the curse still simmering under his skin. Just them. Mouths hungry, hands grasping what they could reach. The kiss broke for air, but the curse still flickered in his eyes. Not fully gone. Remi’s hands were already moving, sliding down his chest, over the fresh scratches, then lower. She tugged at the laces of his trousers with shaking fingers. “Let me help you,” she said, voice husky. “Let me take the curse away.”

“Please don’t do this. I don’t want this. I just want to leave. I just want it to stop. ” Her smile widened unnaturally. “You don’t get to choose anymore. ” “No, ” I sobbed. “Please… ” Darkness surged forward, slamming into me like a wave. I screamed as something ripped through my chest, spreading fast and merciless. My limbs locked, my vision blurring as the ground vanished beneath me. The last thing I felt was the loss of myself. Then everything went black. THE CURSE I stretched, bones shifting beneath thick fur as I rose from the forest floor. The night welcomed me like an