The Kiss Curse Novels & Stories

Kairo glared at her and begrudgingly nodded, remembering that Alesteria still recalls what he was before. It was clearer than he would have liked. "Yes. I met a guy who has a curse on him." "What kind of curse?" Alesteria asked curiously. "The vampire one." Kairo replied as he closes his eyes and snapped his fingers, trying to recall what the name of the curse was. "I think it was the one that started with an S?" Alesteria hummed, her eyes looking down as she fell into a deep thought, trying to recall all the curses she knows that starts with S.

Tens of thousands years ago, one discover something that shock the realities of the world... It lead the nation to a great change; affects throughout the world, the change brought a new beginning. The beginning of the curse... "This has to stop," a voice of a woman says, gentle rubbing the crystalize ball that twinkling about. She was place in the dark, only her voice reach the every corner of the room. "Tell me," a voice of man response, his voice gentle. Setting across the high-level throne that shone with bizzare gold, his lips parted as his eyes shone with strange light. "What it is you wish to conquer?"

The water made her skin slippery, heightening every sensation. Eva's fingers tangled in his reddish-brown hair as she kissed him back with equal fervor. She could feel his hardness pressing against her core, hot and insistent even in the cool water. A moan escaped her throat as Kael's mouth left hers to trail burning kisses down her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin. "Not yet, little one," he murmured against her collarbone, even as his body screamed to take her. "Christmas night. I want our union to be complete, to break the curse forever."

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

“Sorry, babe. Had to wrestle some immortal bullshit first. Took longer than I planned.” I pulled back just enough to look at him. His face was pale and dark circles shadowed his eyes but that cocky grin was there. The one that made my knees weak. “You need a proper bath.” “Says the girl with wild tangled hair.” He brushed a thumb under my eye and wiped away a tear. “Still gorgeous though.” I swatted his hand and tried to glare but my smile betrayed me. “You gonna kiss me or what?” I leaned in and kissed him slowly and deeply. My tears mixed with the kiss but I didn’t care. He was here. The curse was gone. I felt it in the way our touch sparked nothing but heat and love. No decay. No pain.

' Whips cracked rhythmically now, marking our skin red, each lash sending jolts that funneled the curse toward release. Tessa moaned loud, body trembling. 'Almost... oh gods, Silas!' Her walls spasmed, orgasm hitting her like a wave, pulling me over the edge. I buried deep, cum flooding her ass as we peaked together— ecstatic double release, bodies locked in the chains. In that moment, our daughter stirred, crawling somehow toward us, her tiny fangs bared. She latched onto my arm with a magical claiming bite, sharp and binding, drawing the curse into her like a sponge.

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.”

Each kiss is intense, a mix of pain and pleasure. "Damn it!" He swears, his hot gaze burning into my exposed chest. His breath is heavy, his eyes filled with desire. "You belong to me, Louise. You can't escape," he whispers, silencing any protest with his soft, warm lips. Our kiss is passionate, intense, and I can't help but respond. Lost in pleasure, I hear a noise but ignore it. I close my eyes, savoring every touch of his lips. "That's right, Louise," he murmurs. "You're stunning when you're filled with desire. I want to see it again when you climax on my..." His words are interrupted as the door bursts open, revealing two unexpected visitors.

Tristan cursed harshly. He released his embrace, turned Vivienne’s curvy body back to face him, and within seconds, Tristan immediately silenced her lips. He devoured Vivienne’s plump lips hungrily, a kiss filled with desperation, anger, and possessiveness that demanded an answer. Tristan sucked on her lips as if he wanted to absorb her entire existence until only his name remained.

Serenity shook her head. "Just help me to break the curse." "It's not easy, the state in which you cursed him was emotionally powerful. It had hate, anger, mistrust and mourning... That curse is strong. Not to mention that it's given by one of the powerful witch..." Sabrina said and Serenity looked away in guilt. "Augustus can revive people" Serenity said. "If he kills her and revive her back then will it work... There must be some loophole in it." "Augustus can only revive those people whom he has killed... He might revive her back but there are chances that the curse won't break and if she dies out of natural causes then he can't revive her"