Achilles Curse Novels & Stories

I picked up the paintbrushes I hadn't touched in years. I stopped trying to force myself to forget. Instead, I learned to make peace with the wounds. They were part of me now. They'd broken me—and they'd remade me. … A year later, I took everything I'd been through and combined it with my background in psychology. I wrote an academic paper. I didn't mention any "system" or "bracelet." Instead, I coined a new psychological concept: "Secondary Somatic Burnout Syndrome." I laid out how, under extreme pressure and deep emotional entanglement, one person's psychological stress could—through a profound subconscious link—manifest as real, measurable physical illness in another.

Five years ago, I joined a wilderness adventure club. It was there that I first met Evan. On one of the trips, as a result of my lackluster stamina, I ended up trailing behind the group. Evan had been gentlemanly enough to hang back and keep pace behind me. However, we ended up missing the trail marks left by the group leader and getting lost in the forest. Unused to the terrain, I slipped and fell into a deep pit. When I regained consciousness, I was lying on the ground with a bag as a pillow. As I tried to move, I felt an excruciating pain coming from my calf.

I inquired knowing fully well that Cheryl didn't dabble in the dark arts. “Yeah, that's the one, and it was to bind a curse I got from my former pack,” she answered, and I nodded, knowing that she wasn't telling me everything. My cock had a mind of its own and seeing the sheer dress rising up on my prize all thoughts of deception vanished as I leaned over her to touch her curly covered cunt. Sliding my thick fingers through her folds at her entrance I stuck my middle finger up inside and gazed up at her face. Her walls were tight against my finger, but dry.

"What… what are you saying?" "They poisoned you. Then, fearing your soul’s revenge, they bound your spirit to Alaric’s blood with magic. That’s what made you tethered to his descendants. It wasn't your choice. Then… then Alaric went mad from your constant presence. He decided to shatter your soul and seal it. The ritual went wrong. That was when… that was when the 'curse' was born. From your unbearable pain. It wasn't a spell. It was a scream."

Then, she pointed at Wilbur and yelled angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? What curse? What do you mean the person who placed the curse is among us? You better explain yourself!" Wilbur stood up slowly and glanced at everyone, saying, "Jace Zander fell sick because he was cursed by a spell named 'Weaken'. This curse will weaken the body until its victim eventually dies. Also, medical professionals won't be able to detect it."

I am not letting a curse produce more curses It replays in my head and my chest stings more. Ofcourse curse bring with it pain. I am cursed therefore pain is me.......

He bends over and shuts his eyes close as the pain radiates me. What is happening? Why did this happen just when he was about to kiss me? Is something wrong with me? "It’s the curse, baby" He answers as if he just read my mind. "Rhea, It’s not Selene that’s pushing me away from you. It’s not anyone else. It’s this... this fucking curse. It's the only reason why I can’t…." “Why you can’t what?” “Why I can’t mark and claim you as mine…”

he added. My heart picked up pace instantly. Ivan and I exchanged a look—quick, uncertain, searching. Because that wasn’t just a statement. That was history. “That’s not just about tradition or preference or politics or pack pride,” Marcus continued, his chest rising and falling more noticeably now, like even saying this out loud cost him something. “It’s because of a curse.” The word landed heavy. Too heavy. “A what?” The word slipped out of me before I could stop it, my voice thin, almost unreal.

and Anato and his friends fell to their knees in pain. "what did you do to us" Anato asked, then Shiro smiled and answered "it's quite simple, all I did was to walk from my house to school, record the accumulated feeling on my legs then transmit to people like you that hardly walk anywhere". what made this spell very effective was the fact that Shiro's house was very far from school and he ran he the distance every day, and also that it was one of the temporal curses, 'the curse of the hike'. Normally curses were forbidden among students but the disciplinary committee was an exception since the curses allowed them to solve problems without much resistance from their fellow students.

Lucifer began her tale. Rogue paid attention to her, even stopping his chewing to listen closer and gain more information about this. “ However Chronos proved to be stronger than Escliffe and he banished him from heaven giving him a curse. Chronosis curse, the curse allows each of us to be able to tell what the other is feeling, tell if one of us is in danger. But the downside is that if one of us gets hurt our strength get reduced” She uttered once more.