The Kiss Curse Novels & Stories

He tastes like heaven. There is a party at the resort where more friends and family are waiting. They can continue to wait. For this moment, I am with the love of my life, and we are celebrating what we have. It took us a long time to finally get it right, but now, the world is ours. Our businesses run together. Our hearts run together. Our worlds are now one. The wind dances around us, gentle and soft. This kiss is so very different than our hurricane kisses, but yet the same. Love has tempered the storm and made it so that things are now bright and sunny. We are kissing in the sunshine, but thankful for our hurricane kisses.

Jordan said. "And what is that," Minx asked from where she sat on his bed. "Many years ago our ancestors broke her trust by denying her after she had his child, she bore the first of the wolf-blood witches and she was the one that made the werewolf curse" he paused for a while and the room fell silent.

A wave of disgust washed over me, and I retched. In the many years I had been with Shawn, he had never kissed me during our most intimate moments. He said he had germophobia, and I bought into it. The truth was that his lips were reserved for the love of his life. Picking up on the noise, the pair in the bedroom looked over. They were the ones having a rendezvous. Yet, I took cover without a second thought. I shuddered from the cold and prayed that Casey would leave soon. I waited an hour, but she didn’t seem to be going anywhere.

Ethan replied impatiently, "Should we have left Mandy and the kid stranded in the middle of nowhere? Besides, we arranged for someone to pick up Heidi. It was just for a short while, so what's the problem?" "Arranged for someone? Just for a short while?" I stood up abruptly, swatting away his hand, my eyes blazing red. "Ethan, do you know that because of your damn 'short while', Heidi, she..." My voice choked, unable to continue the horrifying truth. Ethan frowned impatiently. "What are you trying to say?" "Heidi, she..." I took a deep breath, trembling as I spoke, "She was killed by wolves!" As I said those words, I felt every part of me crumbling, my body ice-cold, and everything went dark

CHAPTER 30: The Snake Inside Vincenzo’s Pov I just stood there after the kiss. It was so stupid. I kissed her in that dark hallway. I shouldn't have done that. I'm the Don, i don’t just kiss people whenever I feel like it. I’m the boss of everything but she was right there, and she looked so mad at me for showing her off at the party. I liked that she was mad. She didn’t look scared at all. She just looked angry. I pulled away and left fast before I did anything else totally dumb.

" One of the men comes forward with a bottle of the potion. And she doesn't wait, taking it and pressing it to his lips. But he doesn't take it...he doesn't move. " Darn it!" Cursing ,she empties the bottle in her own mouth to press her lips on him. Giving it to him, kissing him. Feeling his soft warm lips touch her, making her cry more. But nothing. He doesn't move. His body doesn't respond. She tries harder, kissing him more passionately, but all invain. Moving back, she sees those potion drops fall down from the corner of his lips.

He stumbles back, gaping at me. "What are you doing?" I snap. "I'm sorry. I'm out of my mind." He turns away, digging his hands into his hair. "You are," I gasp back, unable to reign back my surprise. "Don't forget, Carran, the curse still runs rampant. You failed your end of the deal, and the fact that you think it's okay to come in here and declare attraction for me is insane." "We are resolving the curse issue," he assures me, although him and I both know he is lying. "We will figure it out shortly, but trust me, Sire being back would cause more problems then it would fix."

Not bothering to further explain my words, I pressed my lips against his and began to send warm, healing energy into him. After a moment, I could feel him beginning to relax. Good, that meant that what I was doing was helping. "It’s done." Ian gasped, collapsing on the ground beside me. Pulling away from mine and Asher’s kiss, I turned my attention to him and then to Deon, who stood panting. "Is the curse gone?" I asked slowly, not wanting to hope just yet. "It is," Deon confirmed. "That was one hell of a curse too."

"But you're alive now. You're here. You're safe." "How?" She pulled back to look at him. "How did you break the curse?" "True love's kiss," Theo said, kneeling beside them. He looked at Xavier with something that might have been respect. "Turns out the stories are true. True love really can break any curse." Thelma looked between Xavier and her brother, then started crying. Not sad tears, but tears of relief and overwhelming emotion. "I thought I was going to die," she sobbed. "I thought it was over."

“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