All Curse Mark Forms Novels & Stories

Bonnie said, and I nodded. “Then there's the Caerwin Circle, it's a protective spell. When drawn correctly, a perfect circle inscribed with thirteen ancient glyphs can block most dark magic for a short time. And then the last one. Mark of the Thorned star, it's a curse brand placed on Alura’s chosen enemies. Once marked, the victim's magic becomes unpredictable until the mark is broken by an elder witch.” Bonnie finished and smirked at Ava. “But that isn't fair, how do you know all that when you don't even practice witchcraft anymore?” Ava pouted.

There is a cold, quiet darkness shimmering in his eyes as he contemplates the meaning of Kimsa's words. We have to sleep together, essentially. That is how we seal the alignment forever. I can't tell what is worse...Doing that, or being connected to him even more intimately than a mate bond forever. "It must either be between the ancient Alpha and his mate, or his mate and whoever the reigning Alpha is," Kimsa adds quickly before pressing her lips together. "What?" Sire growls. My mouth falls open a little. "You're joking." "This was written into the curse they chanted, although I doubt they intended it how we interpret it," she explains.

She felt it was her responsibility, but she also knew she couldn't fight them alone, but she needed help from others, she thought. She used her curse which was "cursed speech". She was able to make something happen with just a word. If she was to say die to anyone they would die instantly, but that depends on how strong the soul of the person was. She used her cursed speech to curse three swords, that can be used to kill anyone that was cursed, with a stab in the chest. She wanted to do more but she couldn't, the cursed energy was too heavy for her mortal body to behold. The three she did take a toll on her body and she lost her voice. She wasn't able to speak or talk again since that day.

I looked at where the mark should have been again. “What do you mean by we rejected the mark?” I asked. “The curse,” she said, “It turned his marking to poison. If we hadn’t had been as strong an Alpha as we are then it would have killed you, killed us.” I could feel the tears slipping “I hate this curse!” I whispered, “So he can only mark me in wolf form?” “I’m afraid so,” she said sadly. “Ana?” I asked “Yeah?” “Is there any other way to get you fully free?” I closed my eyes and prayed to the moon goddess.

If the condition of breaking the curse is for both of us to give AND receive the mate mark, then it would actually solve the problem-- If Willa would be willing to mark Kirsch, and let me mark her, then all three of us would get AND give a mark. Though I wasn't actually sure that would work. Kirsch brought too much uncertainty to the curse. But I knew he wouldn't take his mark off me. Though I tried to explain to Nox, she couldn't understand that even if Kirsch took his mark off me, it would scar me forever, and I wouldn't be able to take her mark. So I proposed the game:

Canan was the one to suppress him by burning the black mark that appeared on Onimura's left shoulder. Cursed marks can appear at any part of the upper body once a Starlian loses his sense to think rationally and be consumed by hatred or any strong negative emotions. These marks can be burned when they appear, but only once. It will also leave a scar on the person, a proof that he or she is a survivor. If the corruption returns, then there will be no other choice but to kill the host of the cursed mark. "I know it's inevitable, but should it come to that…I hope I will not be the one to do 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.......

I opened my hand and held the locket out where he could see it, the small folded paper still tucked inside, the symbol catching the hallway's low light. He went very still. "Where did you get that?" His voice had changed. It sounded a little rough now. "A friend," I said. "He gave it to me before I left home. It was a gift" Caelum reached out, slow enough that I could have pulled back if I wanted to, and turned my palm gently so the symbol faced him fully. His jaw tightened. "This is a Hollow Court mark," he said. I blinked. "A what?" "You don't know what that is." It wasn't a question, more like he was confirming something to himself.

We both needed some air and ran outside. When I was deep in the forest, I changed into my wolf. Ava was still tired, but she could still run. She won't have the energy to talk. Even now, we were running, and I felt better. Still, I thought about the things from the curse. I knew I needed to break the curse by killing one of my two mates. I knew I couldn't bear to kill Marnik. The question was, who was my second mate? Also, who were my biological parents? I felt the need to know, and with a heartache, I ran further into the forest.

“There’s no stopping it now, little wolf. You’ve sealed your fate—and mine.” The curse reached its breaking point, a blinding wave of energy tearing through the chamber. When the light faded, everything was silent. Aria stood at the center of the devastation, her body trembling as she surveyed the ruins. And then she saw it: a single mark glowing on the ground, a sigil burning with dark energy. The curse wasn’t finished. It had only just begun.