Achilles Curse Novels & Stories

explained Ethan to the man he called 'Uncle'. The man's name was Jhony Redorge. The largest shareholder of R company. One of the conglomerates in his homeland. At once, the father of the famous actor, William Redorge. "What exactly happened with her?" William asked Anthony. "Did she just go into shock, stress or something?" Instead of answering, Anthony even asked back. "Apparently, yes. Is there a problem with that?" William. Anthony took a seat near Leona who still looked exhausted. "Did you know if you have asthma, Miss?" asked Anthony. Leona shook her head slightly.

“What kind of curse?” Mom turned slightly in her seat, her expression somber. “It’s said that long ago, an alpha from their bloodline sought more power. He allied with a witch, betraying the Moon Goddess. As punishment, she cursed them. The alpha of their line would forever be a cursed soul, unable to recognize their true fated mate. Without a mate, an alpha is vulnerable, and this curse brought disaster upon the Nightshades. They were forced to step down from their position as alpha kings and retreated into the shadows. They became a mystery to the world.” I felt a shiver run down my spine. A cursed bloodline, unable to find their true mates. The thought was both tragic and terrifying. “But

The old man was smiling from ear to ear, not able to tell that it was soon to fades away to nothing. “I think it's my turn,” Hez was frustrated to such a Curse, yet he was curious on what Clan this old man belong to. The Origin of the curse could also be located through the people who make the curse itself. “Your turn? What's you're talking about?” The old man stared as if Hez was becoming insane. Yet he was silence by a massive force, a force that beginning to dissect the strange body of his. “What...what...” The old man begun screaming. He was trying to scratch through his body yet it only make a bloody holes that looks so gross and was painful to widen and spread.

The curse activated. All of it, the entire seven months of war, begins from the morning of June 15, and the curse activated that morning, and Vivian rejected him that morning, and I have been watching those two things as separate events but they are not separate, they are the same event viewed from two angles, the rejection triggering the hurt triggering the cruelty triggering the curse finding its first and most devastating target, which was always going to be the person he loved most, which was always going to be Vivian.

They couldn’t pinpoint the cause of my illness from my reports. I could hear Zephyrus and Stavros discuss the possibility of a curse. “I have a hunch that even Cerelia is suffering the same. It’s a mated wolf’s curse, prevalent among the Silver Wolves as a punishment for disobedience. I had heard about it when in Aromania,” said Zephyrus. My heart sank with dread, and I forced myself to open my eyes. I saw the look of surprise on Zephyrus and Stavros’ faces. “Alex is awake now, doctor. Do something before he sinks again.”

Sebastian looked away and suddenly a familiar scream echoed in his head. IT'S A CURSE OF A DAUGHTER. He flinched shaking his head and gulping down. Sparing a single glance at Darren he walked back to the punching bag grabbing it with both hands. The bag was slightly ripped off, why couldn't he get that particular sentence out of his end from the night she spat on his face? Something bigger and unchangeable might happen.

“Losing the Ashton family can cost us tens of billions, all because you couldn’t keep it in your pants.” “I had high hopes for you, Luke. I thought you would be the next grand patriarch of this family. Luckily, you showed us you aren’t fit for that position before it was too late.” He paused a little as the crowd anticipates his next sentence. The hall was dead silent, with everyone focused. Connor continued, “As the grand patriarch of the Von Aleister family, I hereby declare this Union cursed.” Luke stood in utter disgrace as cold sweat drips from his beard, his face was darkened with sorrow and his heart was boiling with anger. He looked around for Kenny, but it seemed like Kenny had left

"That said, you shouldn't feel too disheartened. While you might have lost to Larissa this time, between you and Ambrose, you are the chosen one. "Ambrose is simply usurping your destiny. But rest assured, he won't have a good end." Achilles' voice was warm and reassuring. The way he treated Remiel far surpassed his treatment of others. Remiel lowered his head as an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes. He knew all too well that between him and Ambrose, Ambrose was the true chosen one. As long as Ambrose was alive, he would forever be known as the cursed child who caused his parents' death and was destined to bring calamity upon the entire family.

It was as though they could sense the weight of what I carried. “What have you found, Jho?” Uncle Jayden asked, his voice steady but lined with tension. I stepped forward, unfolding the parchment and laying it on the table. “The curse is real,” I began, my voice strong despite the knot in my throat. “It ties back to an ancient Alpha of Crescent Moon who defied the Goddess. The curse has lingered through the bloodline, and now... it’s taken root in Luna Tilly.” Crescent Moon’s Luna’s face paled, and Beta Trent placed a steadying hand on her shoulder. “What does it say?” Luna Tilly asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Jessica asked in confusion. "This page talks about the curse look!" Vicky pointed at a paragraph and began to explain immediately. "The curse began about seven generations ago and have been passed down ever since. The curse skips generations sometimes but it has always been there. It has always been here. And look... This bit here talks about what would be done to break the curse but that bit is missing!" Vicky exclaimed in disappointment.