A Curse Of Crimson Tears – Julie J Morris

Ellie held up a purple dress, the color bright and bold under the kitchen lights. Purple. Her stomach lurched. The food threatened to rise again. Elva stared, her voice trapped behind the wordless fear crawling up her throat. Ellie lowered the dress, hurt flickering in her eyes.

“You don’t like it…?” “No, Ellie. It’s beautiful. Thank you.” Elva forced out the words. “Sorry, I’m just—” “Are your feet about to explode?!” James blurted loudly, half nervous, half thrilled by the idea. Elva and Ellie both jumped. James leaned so far across the counter to inspect Elva’s feet he was practically sprawled across it, tongue poking from the corner of his mouth like a child trying to solve a puzzle.

“James,” Ellie snapped, irritated, “you’re not helping.” He froze, sucked his tongue back in, and slowly backed away, moving at a ridiculous, snail-speed pace as if slow motion made him invisible. Elva rolled her eyes. But then, his elbow hit her cup of water. It toppled. Water rushed across the counter, cascading down the edge.

James lunged for the clay cup, his hands flailing wildly, missing again and again. The cup slipped from his grasp, tumbling to the floor with a sharp clatter. It didn’t break, but the sound cut through the room loudly. Elva and Ellie both dove to pick it up. Their hands brushed. A jolt shot up Elva’s arm, sharp and electric . It wasn’t painful…

but it was wrong. Deep beneath her skin, something ignited, snapping open like a shutter in her mind. Their eyes met. And for a heartbeat, it was as if Ellie felt it too. Then she saw it. Ellie standing in darkness. Her eyes burned with a violent, unnatural purple. The vision hit like lightning, then vanished as quickly as it came. Elva’s chest pounded. That wasn’t imagination. That wasn’t fear. It was a memory.

A real one. One she shouldn’t have. One she couldn’t explain. Ellie yanked her hand away from Elva’s like the touch burned. She cleared her throat and stood up sharply, turning her back. “We should get ready to meet Jack in Whisper Alley,” she said, voice low but steady. “It’s our tradition to celebrate his birthday when the clock strikes twelve. We don’t want to be late.” Without looking back, she walked to the wooden dining table and grabbed the purple dress that was draped over a chair.

Her footsteps were quiet but quick as she crossed the living room and slipped into the small bathing room against the far wall. The door shut behind her with a soft thud. Elva stared after her, each second stretching, the shock still buzzing beneath her skin. “Why are you being so weird? Are you sure you’re feeling alright?” James asked, eyebrows drawn in confusion.

A Curse of Crimson Tears © 2026 Julie J. Morris All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the author, except for brief quotations in reviews, articles, or critical works. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.

1kitap1.com/en To my younger self— Thank you for your wild imagination. 1kitap1.com/en Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Chapter 40 Chapter 41 Chapter 42 Chapter 43 Chapter 44 Chapter 45 Chapter 46 Chapter 47 Chapter 48 Chapter 49 Chapter 50 Chapter 51 Chapter 52 Chapter 53 Chapter 54 Chapter 55 Chapter 56 Chapter 57 Chapter 58 1kitap1.com/en A Curse of Crimson Tears 1kitap1.com/en Chapter 1 The forest was dark and endless.

The only light came from a large moon hanging low in the sky. Its pale light lit the tree trunks, making the bark shine and casting long, twisted shadows across the ground. Somewhere in that dark, a clock was ticking. Tick. Tock. The sound was wrong, too clear, too close. It didn’t come from a place she could point to. The clock ticked and chimed through the forest. The sound crawled over trees like it was alive.

Elva knew what it meant. Time was running out. Something, or someone, was hunting her. She ran barefoot across the icy forest floor, scraping against stones, leaves crunching beneath her. The cold had completely numbed her feet, but the pain in every step screamed through her legs. Her breath came in short, ragged gasps, fogging in the icy air. Her arms lashed at low hanging branches, clawing at her like skeletal hands. The tick tock followed her, steady and mercilessly. The ticking had grown alive, syncing with her own frantic heartbeat.

Shadows stretched unnaturally along the trunks, twisting and writhing as if alive. The chime came again, sharper this time, cutting through the silence, and she felt it in her bones. Branches clawed at her face. Roots snaked across her path. The forest pressed in closer, every sound amplified, the snapping twigs, the rustle of unseen things moving in the dark, the unstoppable tick and chime of the invisible clock.

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