The Kiss Curse Novels & Stories

Her thoughts tangled with mine, her instincts sharpening mine, "The curse they feared… it was never a curse. It was me. Hiding. Waiting. Watching." “What do you mean by that. I asked you earlier, but then you told me it was a spirit yet untapped.” My wolf laughed. I had always thought wolves were only known for brawls and growls. “You’re right, Silver. But the connection between the curse and the ancient spirit wasn’t complete as of when you just clocked eighteen. And that’s when I felt it. A pull. I had always experienced eerie pulls at my body, but this was a different case entirely. It was a violent, magnetic force yanking at my chest. The aroma of concentrated lavender, pine and rose mix

With a voice that no one could hear, Evan murmured, "Lyra, you're the only woman I'd ever marry. May this bouquet of roses stand in for you as you accompany me to complete this act." I was standing right beside Evan the whole time. All I wanted to do right now was kiss him. I knew he had to have been holding in a great deal of pain and pressure inside of him, a level of suffering that an ordinary person wouldn't be able to understand. Thankfully, this was all about to come to an end soon. Carmen stood beside Evan. When the officiator declared that the groom could now kiss the bride, Evan leaned in, but he avoided Carmen's lips. Instead, he said into her ear, "Do you think I'll marry a ruthle

“ Kiss me, Captain! “ Kataleya brought her face closer to his. Igor was speechless, Kataleya managed to surprise him with actions he didn't expect. Hypnotized by her, he took her mouth in that instant, as the desire to have her was much stronger. Kataleya placed her hand on the back of the king's neck, pressing more against it. It was an intense and long kiss, a kiss of longing for being away from each other.

Her molten silver and crimson eyes met each of them, carrying centuries of rage, grief, and inevitability. And then — she stabbed herself. The blade slid through her chest with a quiet finality, her body collapsing into the whirlwind she had summoned. The wind howled louder, as if mourning her, carrying the remnants of her magic across the world. When it settled, silence fell. The alphas stared, horrified. She was gone. Dead. Yet the curse had been cast, the children marked. For a long moment, no one moved. Then the alphas understood. The curse had not been meant to kill the children — it was meant to bind them. To twist fate itself. To ensure that if they ever found each other, everything t

My fingers gripped the back of his neck, pulling him closer, stealing his breath, his warmth, his will. He responded eagerly, unaware of what my kiss truly meant. It wasn’t love. It wasn’t affection. It was the kiss of vengeance, a curse sealed between our lips. The kind of kiss that could destroy kingdoms. He didn’t know it yet, but I would make him remember everything he’d forgotten. The rejection. The blood. The pain. And when the time came, he would beg for the mercy he once denied me. I pulled away slowly, my lips brushing against his. A faint smirk played on my face as I whispered, “You taste just like regret.”

“You think you can?” “I’d rather die trying than let them turn you into something you’re not.” She stared at him. And then, without warning, kissed him. Not soft. Not gentle. It was fierce. Desperate. A claiming. He groaned, pulling her into his lap, the bond flaring between them like a flame touched to oil. She tasted like wildfire and defiance. But just as quickly as it began, she pulled away, panting. “I can’t stay hidden anymore,” she whispered. “I’m not just some cursed rogue, Ronan. I’m Hollowborn. I’m… an heir to something old and terrifying. And I think Kale wants me to wear that crown.”

It made her body so stiff that she couldn't even fight back. What happened? Why did William suddenly kiss her like this? After a few seconds of being in that awkward atmosphere, Leona's consciousness seemed to recover. She pulled back her face, and her hand lightly pushed William's chest away until the kiss broke. She quickly broke their eye contact too. She knew, there was something strange about William's gaze on her. "I.. I.. I just-" Leona said as if at a loss for words. Her face was red with embarrassment. This wasn't the first time for her, feeling a grown man's kiss on her lips. But somehow, this time she felt very embarrassed. Much more embarrassed than when she felt her first kiss w

At first Rogue thought Lord Kaisen was asking him about kissing Chelsea and felt the tips of his ears burn but then surprisingly Lord Kaisen didn't mention it at all as he continued " How did you find her and what about the curse how did it break ?" Rogue wanted to say ' with my kiss ' of course but then stopped he didn't want Chelsea to think of him as an insincere man who couldn't even own up to his actions, so he coughed and set out to explain how he heard Chelsea's voice resonating in a cave and followed the echo and as for the curse , he could only begrudgingly tell Lord Kaisen that it was already reversed by the time he reached her .

"You want the crown. You want to sit on the throne and have the world bow to you. Don't lie and call it love. It’s greed, Caroline. And I respect greed. It’s honest." "It's not just greed!" she cried out, her voice breaking. "I want you. I want to be the one who finally makes you smile. I want to be the woman who breaks your curse with a kiss." I stared at her for a long moment, then I leaned back and let out a loud, mocking laugh. "A kiss? You’ve been reading too many fairy tales, little girl. My curse wasn't built by a kiss, and it won't be broken by one. Now, stop talking, your voice is starting to annoy me."

That kiss. It was everything. A wildfire that sparked the moment our lips met, spreading through my veins and leaving nothing but heat and hunger in its wake. Her taste, her scent, the way her soft gasp had escaped into my mouth—it was intoxicating. It had taken everything I had to pull away, to not give in to the primal urge to claim her right there and then. “You’re a fool,” Luka growled in the back of my mind. My wolf had been unrelenting since I left the room, his restless energy clawing at me.