Anubis Curse Novels & Stories

I repeated, barely above a whisper. Sabrina looked ashamed. “It’s not just nature… it was worsened by a curse.” My heart pounded louder now. I looked at Lucian, still unconscious, but my mind reeled. “Why?” She met my eyes, sorrow burning behind hers. “Because he killed his father. And his grandmother, his father’s mother placed a curse on him. She was from the direct bloodline of the goddess.” I stumbled back a step. “Goodness.” Sabrina nodded. “That’s why it can’t be broken.”

In the scent that lingered like a mark on my skin. When I sat, I noticed Mistress Kyenna hadn’t taken her eyes off me. She looked… wary. Which was new. She’d known me since I was a pup. But this? This was something else. “I want her file on my desk tonight,” I said quietly. She didn’t ask who. She nodded. I looked back once. The girl had found a corner seat near the back. She was staring down at her hands like she’d rather be anywhere else. Good. Because I didn’t want her here either..And yet… I couldn’t stop thinking about how her scent made me feel two things at a time. It made me fall and fire at the same time. “The moon Goddess really did curse me,”

Ziom growled low in my skull, restless, uneasy. The curse… it is awake. For years, I had carried it quietly, the punishment laid upon me by the Moon Goddess for my father’s sins. It had been dormant for months, weakened by Zara’s absence, softened by distance. But now… it has begun hunting me. I could feel it moving through the territories, sniffing, testing, probing for weakness. My wolf thrashed in frustration. It comes for you, Alpha. You cannot hide. I clenched my fists. I am not afraid of it. Yet a flicker of unease gnawed at me. The curse was cunning, patient, and relentless. And I could feel it circling closer, like a predator sensing its prey.

They snapped back on, and his mischievous, playful smirk was once again in place. “Curses have to be bound to something in order to take root. It can be a naturally reoccurring event. A lunar eclipse, meteor shower, or it can even be a bloodline. We don’t know how or why, but the curse has been bound using your family’s bloodline.” Resting his elbows on the countertop, he skewered me with his gaze until I squirmed. “The night those curses were placed on us, the Moon Goddess, Lunette, was abducted. We have consulted every oracle, and even the goddess of wisdom herself for answers. Each and every one points towards breaking the curse. Not only that, dear Blakely, but we have reason to believe

Anaiyah didn't fit into any strategy. "I've considered whether she could break the curse," I admitted. The words felt dangerous leaving my mouth. The thought should have excited me. Instead, it frightened me. If Anaiyah could break the curse, losing her could mean losing the only thing standing between me and whatever the curse was becoming. I refused to reduce her to a cure. She wasn't a solution. She was Anaiyah. "Perhaps start with the seer?" Orion offered. I looked at him. "Someone from Crescent had been researching your curse," he continues. "If Daniel and the others were searching for information about your condition, perhaps they found something." Orion shrugged. "Someone was research

“Well, that depends.” “On what?” Lucien asked. “On him.” All eyes shifted. I didn’t react. “She’s the only one who can break your curse,” Maya continued. “But only if she remembers who she was.” "Oh, so you basically you have to reawake Aria and somehow convince her to lift the curse." Lucien said “I know that.” “And if she doesn’t?” Vivian asked quietly. “It completes,” Maya said. Lucien sat up slightly now, no longer relaxed.

Evan squeezed harder, making Carmen cough. "Die!" "Do you really want me dead? Don't you want to know where Lyra's head is?" Carmen used the last of her strength to say this. Evan froze for a moment before slowly releasing his grip. After a while, Carmen got up and opened the fridge. There were two glass jars inside with my head and kidney both soaking in formaldehyde.

Anubis is the only shaman we know, and she has offered the only options available. Then we simply never return to Wolfsbane. Let’s take Maera and Selene and go far away. Fenris barked, agitated. They will follow you anywhere. Didn’t you hear what Anubis said? It doesn’t matter where I go. Fresh tears stung her eyes at that thought. I am a curse that brings ruin. As long as I live, people will die. Fenris growled, rage exploding within Lillia mixing with sorrow, and Lillia felt crushed.

Suddenly, from the corner of the room, their mother’s voice rose in a broken wail. “Carla! Don’t take one of my children. It’s just me… It’s just me. Don’t make them suffer!” The plea cut through the air like a knife, raw and pleading. Their mother’s eyes were wide with terror, her bound hands twisting against the ropes as she rocked back and forth. The name “Carla” hung in the room like a summoned ghost, a tangible thread linking the present torment to the sins of the past. Eloise and Elena exchanged a glance heavy with shared dread—the curse was stirring again, drawing closer, its tendrils reaching for what little they had left.

"Can you tell me a bit about your story? A brief plot or something like that. Maybe I can help you with the ending." Although I wasn't really good at endings. "It's all about two angels that have been cursed by a demon." He still was looking at the air. "What's the demon's cursed against them?" I wanted him to look at me. I was trying to reach for his eyes but he kept on moving his hed sidewards just to avoid my gaze. "The guy will live forever. He will live forever in human world. He will never die," he cleared his throat. "Never." "That's a curse?" My brows crossed. "But isn't that what almost everyone wants? To live forever or at least longer."