A Curse For True Love Novels & Stories

What else did his curse comprise of that I didn't know? "I courted seven ladies in the past. Unfortunately, none of them lived long enough to walk to the isle with me. My curse somehow affected them and killed them all. I guess they were too fragile to handle such burden." His eyes glistened with tears but as quickly as they came, so also they dried up. I have never survived any of Veronica's maltreatment nor Vivian's, without falling unconscious. Just how long would I endure before his curse finally took my soul?

“There has to be another way!” “There is none.” The light around Selene began to fracture, her form unraveling into motes of dust. Her voice grew faint. “Remember, Lila Winters — the curse was born from love’s defiance. Only love’s sacrifice can end it.” The world trembled violently. The sky screamed as if the realm itself was breaking apart. The First Tree split down the middle with a deafening crack, light spilling from its heart. Lila reached for Cole’s fading image, her voice breaking. “I won’t lose you. Not like them.”

Then— “I was shocked.” I took a moment to formulate the right question. “Why is it so unbelievable to you that I love you?” “It is part of the curse,” he explained. “I was never supposed to know true love.” My eyes widened. “What?” I exclaimed. “You told me you don’t know what the curse says in detail.” “That is true,” he confirmed. “Alaric had been out of his mind back then. He never caught who did it or what exactly had been said.”

The human body she loved the most. Yes. Herself. She really loves herself, and hopes that one day she can feel true happiness without the shadow of fear like her previous life. "You deserve to be happy, Leona," she whispered. **** To be continued.... Don't forget to look forward to the next chapter

With an expression of rare vulnerability, he murmured, “Cheyenne, I know everything now... It was my fault. Please forgive me, okay? We... we can have another child.” I abruptly lifted my head. What a trivial, dismissive statement to gloss over the pain of losing my child. I raised my hand and delivered a resounding slap across his face. “Weren’t you always so devoted to Queenie? I’ve given you your freedom. I won’t interfere with you two anymore. Get out and don’t sully my home.” He grabbed my hand in desperation. “It’s not like that... I just—She’s just—” I interrupted coldly, fed up with his excuses, “Just your sister, right? Then, why did you choose me, a woman who looks so much like her

" Makarius asked. The prophecy said a boy would be born with a crown; the goddess blessed him with a gift not given in centuries—the ability to talk with his mind to anyone, human or animal. When he connects, it feels like a gentle touch just behind your eyes, a quiet voice threading through the silence, even when no words are spoken aloud. Sometimes his thoughts slip through stronger, flashing like an image or a rush of feeling, and the person or creature knows it's him. But, he is cursed. I feel it, I need to know with what? I could barely take it all in. My hands were shaking, and Makarius squeezed mine tightly. Gerda began to chant, and a small breeze blew out the candle. She opened her

Sometimes being in the sun hurts him but because of his werewolf blood, it can't kill him. At least if I broke the curse before the next full moon then Renata wouldn’t have to go through the pain that he went through. “What is it?” I asked. I would do anything even if it means me going to hell to break the curse. “At the moment of death, only true love’s kiss will break the hybrid curse.” My eyebrows knitted as I felt something twist my stomach. “What the fuck?” “Yeah… that was exactly my reaction when she told me. She said true love can heal anything, but I think you and your mate need to love each other beyond the mate bond for it to work.”

"Only a true love’s kiss can undo the curse and sever the dark magic binding your lives together." Silence falls over the garden, heavy and tense, before Hannah bursts into laughter. "You can’t be serious, Miss Hazel," she says, shaking her head. "This isn’t some cheesy fairytale. We live in the real world." I can’t help but join her, a hollow laugh escaping me. "A kiss? That’s all it takes? Come on. There’s no way it’s that simple." Miss Hazel remains unflinching, her face as calm as ever. "I assure you, I am not joking. True love’s kiss is the most powerful magic of all. It is the only force strong enough to overcome the curse you bear."

"I'm cursed" I clamped my hands over my mouth to prevent me from screaming. "What kind of curse?" I asked curiosity getting the best out of me. "I don't have human feelings, I can't be happy, I can't be sad, I can't fall in love, anything feelings, I don't have" What?! I almost cried for him as he spoke, how did he get cursed? Who did he offend? How does he cope? "Why are you telling me?" I asked.

It was one of the reasons I kept him close and also, occasionally, one of the reasons I found him exhausting. I stopped walking. He stopped too, looking at me, waiting. "Have you noticed something?" I said. He frowned slightly. "What?" "The ground," I said. "That sound it makes. That deep, low vibration that runs through the floor of the east wing every few days." I looked at him. "It hasn't happened once since she arrived this morning." Riven was quiet for a second. "So?" he said, but his voice had lost some of its certainty. "So the stories are true," I said. "The curse was never one-sided. It was never just something the Vales carried. We carry our half of it too, and we need them to surv