Among Us Cursed Novels & Stories

My throat tasted like metal. A group of pack members crowded the dungeon entrance, their faces twisted with disgust, fear, or fascination. Their collective gaze dropped to one place—my thigh. The curse mark. Murky red lines sprawled across my skin like a burn that refused to heal. I gasped and tugged the slit of my dress closed, covering it. “She’s truly cursed,” a woman whispered. “Isn’t she the girl without an origin? I always knew she would bring trouble,” a man muttered.

“It’s okay. I deserve it. I’ve acted wrongly, and because of me, she is suffering from a curse that must be broken soon, Amanda. Dana is pregnant with twins. We can’t let her die. Dana doesn’t deserve this.” I felt distressed. I noticed the desperation in Demian's voice. I didn’t know if it was just for our children, or them and me. “First, let’s confirm the curse.” Amanda took out her deck of cards and shuffled them until some flew out. The Tower, Death, and The High Priestess. Amanda looked at me. The cards had frightening drawings. Judging by Amanda’s expression, I knew what she was going to say wasn’t good. “Indeed, you have the curse,” she affirmed.

Hours later, Amelie had left with Zanders and then returned with Yasa. The old woman screamed when she saw the disaster and then got to work with Amelie. Zanders watched in surprise and then looked at me with concern. “Is it that bad?” I asked fearfully. “An earth curse causes the earth to literally rot and makes it impossible to live in that place,” Zanders said, and I cursed. "It's a blessing that Amelie and Yasa are controlling this before it spreads. Believe it or not, Crescent is luckier than you think."

“I’ll take her home with me.” “Fuck you, asshole. Talk, Amelia. What did you see?” “I just realized when I came to earlier to call for help, that I can go find that asshole. I didn’t even know I could tag along with some of you. So I thought I tried my luck.” I shook my head as I tried to re-imagine the horror I saw in that God-forsaken land. “It was awful. I don’t know where it is, but it was cursed. Dozens of people are maybe waiting for his command. It reminds me of what Sensei had shown as, that barren land, but ten times worse.”

Ethan clutched his head in despair, his voice raspy as he said, "It's not like that, Amelia. Please believe me. I've always loved you and Heidi. I never thought something like this would happen. I really—" "Shut up!" I interrupted him, my rage burning, "How dare you say you loved us? If you really loved us, this wouldn't have happened! You're nothing but a hypocrite and a scumbag!" He knelt on the ground, overwhelmed with hurt as he endured my fury. Then, he pleaded, his voice filled with deep remorse and despair. "Amelia, go ahead and hit me, cuss at me. It's all my fault. I'm responsible for Heidi's death..."

A freak accident that left me completely alone in the world. But now, I couldn’t help but wonder. Were they werewolves too? Had they known this would happen to me? Alaric said the curse didn’t activate unless you killed someone. If they were werewolves, had they never triggered the curse? Or was it something else entirely? I glanced at the window, where the light of the setting sun was fading, giving way to the night. The full moon was coming. I could feel it—a strange hum at the back of my mind, growing stronger with each passing moment.

The woman nodded, glaring hard at me. “Let’s crucify her!” “Let’s burn her?” “She’s needs to die!” I listened to every word they uttered, and I was shocked. What are they talking about, and who are they referring to? A big hand gripped my hair and yanked me forward. “Ahh!” I yelped in pain unexpectedly. “Let’s kill her before she kills us all, the cursed one” The cursed one? Who’s the cursed one? Am I the cursed one?

“Virellion Thasra” “Virellion Thasra” “Thalvren Ekosa!” I opened my eyes and with my finest strength, I shouted; Thalvren Ekosa! And then he starts to say them fast in a gentle voice that I couldn't catch. “Fyralis Corven - From shadow to light, I invoke you to let your soul breathe once more.” “Zerithsl Dravenal - your heart beats, your pulse flow!” “Aelthsrjon Miriak - life rekindle, breath restore, eyes shine bright.”

He grinned. “The girl is not here … now.” Hugo half turned his back to Aryadi and Burhan. The grin on his lips didn't disappear either. “But I'm not sure about a few seconds ago.” Burhan tried to argue and yell, but Hugo interrupted him loudly as if he already knew what Burhan was going to say. “You haven't forgotten who I am, have you? The reason why I'm called the Cursed?” Hugo hissed like a snake in the middle of a savanna whose calm was disturbed. But then his tone became jolting again. “I can smell them!”

He could easily win over the whole world. “I am nothing but cursed Esma.” He repeated the same words, the moon goddess said. His voice again laced with the hurt and longing. A part of me regret asking this question. I took his hand in mine and kindled our fingers together. “What exactly did she curse you?” my eye brows furrowed. My wolf howled in pain and for some reason my stomach dips in an unknown fear. My inner conscience already knew the answer before he speaks clearing any further doubts or second thought I was having.