The Kiss Curse の小説・ストーリー

His thumb trembled against her cheek. Then his mouth crashed against hers. The kiss was not tender. It was fierce, consuming, desperate. His hands pulled her close, as if holding her body tighter could bind her loyalty, as if her breath could drown out the doubt burning through his veins. For a moment, she let herself feel it — the fire, the ache, the longing that had always existed between them. But the more he clung, the more she realized what it was: not love, not trust. Chains.

fuck fate and its stupid eyebrows. The contract was activating. The seal was awakening. And Theo, who had spent centuries hating humans for reasons even he no longer remembered, was being forced to kneel before one. Slowly, Theo felt the final condition. The binding would only be complete through a kiss—an ancient rite, older than language. Refusing it meant death. His spirit would burn, along with the last remnant of Nexus’s power inside him. Theo stared at her, face twisted in loathing.

Chaos erupted in the live stream chat as a ghost hunter dropped a bombshell. [This is like some ancient curse, right out of the past. How is it popping up today?] He laid out the lore for us. [This curse, right? It's old news, like three thousand years old. Razcland was this tiny place, tucked away in the mountains. They were chilling until these invaders rocked up, trying to smoke them out with a big ol' fire.] [However, here's the twist: the attackers started bursting into flames themselves, totally out of the blue, leaving nothing behind. That's the dark magic the old books talk about!]

Ken fake growls as he points at Chris who was giggling and shrieking behind my back. "Mom! You are the only one who can save me! You're the key to reverse the curse" Chris shouts at me. I face palmed. Here it is again. "What is it this time?" I ask as I saw Ken wink at Chris. Chris then nods innocently as his coffee brown eyes looks into my own. "Dad--I mean the witch says that only true loves kiss could reverse the curse" Chris whispers. "Really?" I pressed rolling my eyes. It was also like this yesterday. This two, they've been planning this and the idea surely came from his good father.

As the applause began to fade, Isabella could feel her heart racing, her mind in turmoil. She had just been kissed by Felix in front of all these people, yet Felix acted as if it was just another business transaction. Meanwhile, the taste of that kiss still lingered on her lips, a disconcerting reminder that this was no longer just about a contract. Her whispered curse had been a reflex, a way to vent her frustration and confusion, but it had done nothing to calm the chaos in her mind.

They couldn’t see but a voice resonated through the place. “M’ri,” the voice professed. “I am Kassia. In your hands, I give you a gift. Take care of this Kurim like your lives and you will reap its fruits for a lifetime. Leave this Kurim behind and I shall spell a curse on you forever.”

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

But I have never met her or her mother when I was young. “What kind of witch is she?” “Her mother was an earth wish. The kiss is a curse. Her family was cursed by the council. All women in their family are born with that curse.” “That’s a rather boring curse. Sleep.” “The original name is busu la kifo, the kiss of death. The opposite of the kiss of life you made with that wolf. The curse was changed but couldn’t be broken. It’s a family secret. How did you learn of it?”

While I stood there, breathless. Then, he leaned in and kissed me, a soft, gentle thing filled with all the love in the world. I was still in a state of shock but returned the kiss. He was alive. He lived. He kissed me hard. Demanding, hungry. The kiss filled with passion. He pulled away, his eyes fixed on my face, a strange, unreadable expression in them. "You broke it," he whispered, his voice a low, raw thing. "You broke the curse."

But, looking at the pack members and their respect towards a Alpha King like you, I can limit the time of the curse,' 'please,' I begged. 'The curse will last long for at least hundred years and after that you will gradually get your powers back' 'Goddess, the deadly war is on. Hundred years of incapability can bring deaths of my thousands people' I tried to say. 'Then only the Kiss of a true love can bring your powers back. But, the wrong kiss will kill your powers for the lifetime' 'bu-' 'And, you are cursed with a mate who would never feel the werewolf spark for you. She will not be a human, werewolf, animal, vampire and dead witch. She can only be a creature whose, you never shed blood o