The Cursed Ring [WORK IN PROGRESS!]

The Cursed Ring [WORK IN PROGRESS!]

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You put it on, it tortures you into madness, you beg for death. Then it kills you. Handed down for centuries, no one would suspect the pentagon shaped ring with its bright pink garnets and opal to be the killer of hundreds of people. Nadia is a quiet teenage girl with a seemingly ordinary life. One day she stumbles on a secret diary belonging to a detective who tried to break the curse of the Pentagona Ring, but was killed in the process. Passing it off as a fake, the police don't link this diary to the sudden, unusual deaths occurring in the nearby villages. But when one of Nadia's best friends is killed suddenly she realises she's facing something far more sinister. When she discovers that she was wearing the ring Nadia is determined to solve the mystery. Over the next few days Nadia feels the curse in the ring trying to lure her and she knows she has to destroy it. But will she have the strength to do it? NOTE: Cover photo is mine This story is inspired by a ring I actually own (pictured), which I bought as a little girl in a second hand market. It was very captivating to me and I always wondered where it had come from. I used to get nightmares and fantastical dreams about it so I thought I would finally write a story about it.
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BOOK 3 "Dance with me Tallulah." His whisper slithered over my skin, tempting me to comply. I smirked as I brought forth my current, allowing it to course my skin. I put my hand in his expecting him to fall to the ground from my immense shock. He only smiled, clasping his long fingers around my hand, tugging me up from my chair. I gasped as he pulled me in, forcing my body flush with his. I called on my full power, letting my electricity flow through him. Why wasn't he reacting? Anyone else would have been screeching in paralyzed agony. He hummed as I tripled the amount of electricity that would normally kill a man. "I suggest you stop. All that powers making my cock hard." He whispered, letting his blood stained lips graze my ear. ~~~ Tallulah has been in hiding since she was a baby. As the first half demon child to walk the earth, her father, demon rebellion against the vampire royals, wanted to shield her from supernatural backlash. But it was her fate that worried him most. The fate that a certain horrible, emotionless royal would take her as his own. Her father preferred a mortal life for his precious Tallulah than suffer eternity mated to the heartless blood thirsty Augustus Vercelis. Augustus is formally known as Augostino Vercelis, royal throne holder of the undead. Although he is indeed a murderous vampire, he hadn't enjoyed the bloodied kill of his thirst in over 200 years. His curse had him bound to good nature. At least until he finds the mystery creature that holds the ultimate gift of soul-mated love. If he can have her, he is free to lead the life he pleases, with zero constraints. And he is determined to make Tallulah his when he feels her blade deep in his heart. She's a feisty little mouse, but he likes the chase. (Warning: This book has intense mature scenes! Kink shaming comments will be deleted. Augutus has lived almost a thousand years with zero emotional attachment to anyone, his love is an acquired taste and doesn't come naturally.)

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