Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

As the dark blood oozed out of Olivia and Jacqueline, the excruciating pain zapped through their bodies.

Olivia was on the brink of losing herself, and Jacqueline was no less better.

Jacqueline had always been arrogant her whole life, but now, she struggled to quell the urge to scream. All she could do was watch the filthy blood flowing out of her.

The pain was too much to hold in, causing Olivia to shake. She tightly clutched the hem of her shirt, trying not to break the ritual.

According to their plan, the bleeding was supposed to stop after a certain period.

Jacqueline's bleeding showed an indication of stopping, but not Olivia's. Olivia lost more blood than Jacqueline did. She was basically sitting in a pool of dark blood! It was as though something was sucking her blood dry out of her.

Olivia noticed the situation and started panicking. But she didn't dare to do anything because she wasn't the witch. Plus, she hadn't dealt with curses. What if she interrupted the ritual and ended up dying instead?

Ethan shared the same thought. He wasn't a witch and knew nothing about curses. There was nothing that he could do for her either.

Alexander. The witch who cast the curse

Alexander had no intention of helping Olivia! He chanted a spell, trying to break Jacqueline free from

to lift the curse, but I didn't specify whose. Whatever happens to Olivia has nothing

Ethan gnawed his

this curse. Don't touch the dark blood either. Others will die from touching it. You're useless now, Olivia Fordham.

the curse, but he didn't do it for

her lip until it bled, trying

down, the sound

Olivia's bleeding promptly stopped.

her blow a flute before, but she wasn't using the same instrument then! He had simply assumed that

she turned out to be a witch

now seemed to be made from animal

the melodious rhythm stopped the bleeding, Olivia could

the