The Kiss Curse Novels & Stories

Lucy whose voice sounded nonhumanly turned back to her normal voice. “If you wish to see her heartbroken then i don't want to die, I know you were the one who attacked us but I also know that you are suffering just like i am” she said heartbroken as she slowly crawled to him. Kael and his wolf were irritated by her touch, but Kael pitied her and most importantly he can't die and leave her. The curse had paralyzed his body because he was resisting his cure for a long while now. Lucy kissed him slowly then it was filled with hunger, Kael slowly lost consciousness.

He mutters and I look at him with wide eyes. “I felt something inside me when we kissed,” I whisper, not being able to process what happened. My body feels stronger and I don’t feel the weight of the curse anymore inside me. “The curse is lifted!” Serena yells in my head and then she starts chuckling. “One kiss is all it takes.” She starts singing. “To lift the curse on me.” I stop my urge to roll my eyes. But then my attention falls to Elijah. His eyes droop a little and fear washes over me. Oh my Goddess! What if the curse got transferred to him?

The Elder Vampires, driven by a malevolent force, sought to plunge our world into chaos. One fateful night, a cloaked figure emerged from the shadows, revealing herself as Celestia, a powerful seer with knowledge of the curse's true origin. "The curse was never meant for you, Hera," she explained, her voice carrying the weight of centuries. "It was a weapon forged by the Elder Vampires to control and manipulate the supernatural realms." My eyes widened in disbelief. "But why me? Why was I cursed?" Celestia's gaze bore into mine. "You are the key to breaking the curse. The power within you is both a blessing and a curse. Only you can unlock the true potential that lies dormant within the curs

asked Juniper with confusion. “Even though I did not want her as my mate, I shouldn’t wrong her.” “What? Don’t- Don’t tell me you had fallen in love with my cursed sister.” “Of course not.” “Then kiss me,” said Juniper, she walked up to him and tiptoe to him. She tried to kiss his lips again.

Fresh tears blurred the words. “Do not tell him the truth.” “He will never believe you.” “The curse began three hundred years ago.” “Every man who truly loves a woman born with our blood…” ”…will slowly surrender his life.” ⸻ A tear landed on the page. The ink blurred slightly. ⸻ “The first kiss marks him.” “The second weakens him.” “The third binds his soul.” “After the seventh…” The sentence ended abruptly. The rest of the page had been burned away. ⸻

Luna added, giving more context to her actions and their potential consequences. As soon as Luna finished speaking, a subtle yet magical transformation occurred. Both Rafe's and Luna's bodies began to emanate a soft glow. This ethereal light gradually disintegrated into tiny, sparkling particles resembling fireflies. These particles of light danced around them for a brief moment before disappearing into thin air, a visual representation of the curse being lifted. "The curse is lifted," Luna declared, a sense of relief and triumph in her voice. She then pulled Rafe's head toward her and sealed their victory and newfound freedom with a warm, passionate kiss.

“Our pack was the crescent. The Alvuelas were concerned about power, they wanted to rule the entire werewolves pack with the tip of their fingers. It wasn’t in favour of the other packs as they have predicted how toxic the leadership will be, they prefer to be ruled by their own alpha since there is an alpha in every pack. The Alvuelas used violence and threatened the other subordinate packs with the death of their whole pack. They didn’t have much choice than to follow his influence and voted the Alvuelas in power. But there were two heroes from the crescent pack that stood against the whole process. They stood up against the Alvuelas which they didn’t know could lead to their death. The Al

In his unwavering devotion, she found the courage to face restless souls, ancient sins, and the uncertain veil between life and whatever lay beyond. Outside, the storm began to ease, rain softening to a whisper against the roof. Inside the modest room, two hearts beat in quiet defiance bound by love that refused to yield, even as the shadows of the curse lengthened around them. George cradled Eloise’s face between his hands, his thumbs tracing the delicate curve of her cheekbones with infinite tenderness. Slowly, reverently, he leaned in until his lips brushed hers their first kiss, born of storm and solace.

It was one of the reasons I kept him close and also, occasionally, one of the reasons I found him exhausting. I stopped walking. He stopped too, looking at me, waiting. "Have you noticed something?" I said. He frowned slightly. "What?" "The ground," I said. "That sound it makes. That deep, low vibration that runs through the floor of the east wing every few days." I looked at him. "It hasn't happened once since she arrived this morning." Riven was quiet for a second. "So?" he said, but his voice had lost some of its certainty. "So the stories are true," I said. "The curse was never one-sided. It was never just something the Vales carried. We carry our half of it too, and we need them to surv

The sky was a flawless blue, and the ocean sparkled like a massive gem. ‘Celeste, is your new world treating you well?’ I reluctantly placed the urn in its resting place together with a bouquet of her favorite baby’s breath and some peanut sesame candy she loved. Sutton approached, gripping my arm tightly. “Let me say goodbye to Celeste, please.” I fixed him with a cold stare, prying his pale fingers off one by one. “You’re not worthy.” His voice grew agitated. “After all this time, after everything I’ve done, you still can’t forgive me?”