Cure Fortune 소설 & 이야기

"Jude's grandfather. I'm sure Julius feared Jude would never find a mate. Mama made everyone believe that. Out of fear, Julius gave his journals to Isadore. Julius hoped Isadore would find a way to stop Jude from becoming someone neither Eve nor Jude wanted to become. Before Isadore died, he gave them to Melanie's mother, who gave them to Melanie. Melanie loved Jude and tried to use it for her benefit, not to cure him." Nodding, he replies, "Well, as the story goes, your curse is my cure; your cure is my curse." Instantly, I have an epiphany. Stunned, I stare his way, and Floyd asks, "What?" Looking away, I answer, "Nothing, but I must go now." He grabs me before I leave and asks, "Will you

My thirst for revenge kept getting stronger. “I heard he own a huge underground lab where he recruits geniuses to develop a cure” one of the ladies revealed to me “To develop a cure? For what?” I asked, tilting my head in confusion “I am not sure but I heard that a serious illness is fighting the werewolves in their packs so they are looking for the cure and will surely pay a fortune for whoever provides them with it” the lady revealed further. At the mention of a fortune being the reward, she knew what to expect. The werewolves’ community are so rich that they would pay huge amount of money to get whatever they wanted.

“It’s the curse. It happens often. I know he looks tough and powerful but beneath that facade is pure pain. He has haboured that monster for centuries. He is very powerful, and that is why the monster hasn’t taken over completely. I felt my chest tightening as i listened to Kara. He has indeed suffered and endured a lot. I feel sorry for him, but still, I want no part in all of this. “But how exactly do I cure him? I don’t have any supernatural abilities.” I asked the question that has been lingering in my mind for a long time now. “You just need to be with him, your body, blood and essence will eventually, gradually break the curse” she responded. Just? She said just like it’s an easy thing

The prescription would cost at least forty. Got it. How was the calc test? Aced it! MIT here I come! Claire smiled despite her exhaustion. Clara was going to MIT. No matter what it took. That night, lying in the bed she shared with Clara, Claire pulled out Damian Cole's business card. She'd looked him up during break. Thirty-two. Self-made billionaire. Photos showed him at galas with beautiful women, always perfect, always untouchable. And she'd dumped coffee on him. Clara peered over her shoulder. "Who's that?"

Too— Weak. Alpha Derek of Edgeland leans forward, voice cutting. “Maybe if you focused more on finding the source of the curse rather than believing in some prophecy, you’d be able to heal your bloodlines.” The air turns volatile instantly. Gavin’s chair scrapes. “She will come,” he insists, voice shaking with restrained fury. “I don’t think you realize how much I’ve done to try to figure out what the problem is.” Alpha energy begins to press outward, thick and dangerous.

Cassia’s heart clenched. “Mom,” she whispered, taking Evelyn’s cold hand in hers. There was no response. Tears blurred her vision. “She’s infected with the sickness spreading through Red Moon Pack,” Beta Greg said weakly. “There’s no cure.” Cassia’s head snapped up. “There is,” she said firmly. “There’s a cure. I made the cure.” Beta Greg’s brows lifted in astonishment. He looked at her — really looked at her — and saw not the daughter he had lost, but the woman she had become.

"Baby, I’m sorry. I’m sorry! I messed up!" Rachel’s eyes filled with crocodile tears as she shoved him away. "I’m telling my dad. I’ll make sure you can’t survive in this city. Every major company here belongs to the Carter Group. Let’s see who dares hire you then." Adrian paled, trembling, stammering with panic. He glanced around desperately, and then his eyes landed on me like I was his lifeline.

For the first time that day, Sienna felt like she could breathe again. They stayed with her until she felt steady enough to return to her charts. Around midnight… The golden setup appeared. Perfect. Clean. Flawless. She executed the trade—a deep, confident breath leaving her chest. Twenty minutes later, her screen flashed. Profit. Big profit. She didn’t just recover the second 500 million… She doubled it. 1 billion gained. Loss erased. Reputation saved. Account in profit. Sienna covered her mouth with her hands as relief crashed over her body like a wave.

I commanded, the words snapping out before I could leash my temper. “What do they say? A hefty price? Tell them, we can pay three times whatever they are asking.” Alex shook his head. “It’s not about money, Alpha.” I asked desperately. “Then what the hell is it about? We are getting the cure, right?” Alex’s face darkened with worry. “Alpha, they have refused to send the cure to our pack. And the reason is weird. Although the inventor of the cure doesn’t want money, calling this cure a Moon Goddess’s blessing. But …”