Blessed Curse Novels & Stories

She suddenly sneered making him tighten his grip over her jaw not liking the way she was disrespecting him. "I curse you." A mewled whisper erupted from her throat. The man who had her jaw held in a terrific grip suddenly gave her a twisted smile having no effect from her words. He found them absurd and full of stupidity. "I CURSE YOU! YOU AND YOUR FATHER WILL LOSE ALL YOUR HAPPINESS AND PEACE! IT'S A CURSE OF A DAUGHTER, YOU IMBECILE!" She cried loudly right on his face which did snatch his smile but something in him refused to accept the power behind her curse.

I'd made it through all of that, proven I was stronger than the mere omega they knew me to be, I have proven I could survive anything. And now someone here wanted me dead too. Was I cursed? Destined to always be unwanted? Always be thrown away like garbage? First my own mate chose my sister over me when I was carrying his heir. Now someone in this castle wanted me gone. What had I done wrong this time? What crime was I paying for? Maybe Garrick was right, maybe I really was nothing, maybe I deserved all this pain. The darkness crept closer, my heart slowed. Was this how it ended? Not in battle, but poisoned like a rat in the shadows?

‘’Hmm,’’ I gesture for her to continue. ‘’A curse and a Blessing, one to save, the other to destroy. Curse of generations, but a light to help. She shall be awakened by the blood of the one in search of love to rule the world”’ I couldn't make out anything Grace said. Blessed wolf, her blood, what was this bullshit all about? I turned to Mark who only shrugged as confused as I was.

"I will try to summon your B&C at midnight. From there we'll find out when the curse would break and become ineffective." "What's that?"I asked. "You're asking about B&C. Well that's the calendar for both your blessings and curses. It shows what everyone wishes for you. According to that calendar, if your blessings are more than your curses, there you're safe but if it's the other way around then you'll keep away from your family for the period equalling to that difference."she said. I started sweating right away. My heart bounced so much and hard that I felt pain inside my chest.

“How so?” “It could kill me if I choose to have this baby” I replied her. “That’s the Hybrid Curse, taking away what is supposed to be a blessing. Because I’m pregnant and I should be happy. It should be the best news but it’s not. It’s not, Grandma and I hate feeling this way too.”

I uttered “Yes I am, Your Highness, and this is the reason why my People tremble before you. Your blessing has never been recorded before but as a curse, it has, as the bearers of two wolves from ages past were recorded to have been killed by that very predicament. But here you are, alive and active.” Zitumi said. “For you, the curse has been made a blessing.” “But how do you know this? How do you know me?” I asked her pressingly. I mean, I just got here and even though the news that I had been cursed got out, no one exactly knew of the details. But here I was, being taught my own eulogy.

"Calm down, calm down, you don't need to hurry. I will tell you everything." Yoana patted Hana on the shoulder softly. She then looked at the disco lights that began to flicker, accompanied by the sound of music that began to play. Like it hinted that the night had started. "In fact.." Yoana shook the drink in her hand "They don't call what happened to us a curse. They call it as a 'blessing'. Even though in reality, the blessing is like superrr bad luck that it deserves to be called a curse. "

It is a very great design. I am happy I hold Dante's hand as we talk and laugh around the table. My family is happy. Everyone has found their partners. I look at my husband and I realise how happy I am to have him in my life. We have always joked about the curse of a gypsie. I know that there is no curse on us. We are too lucky and happy to have each other. Do I believe we were cursed because everything went wrong in our lives at the beginning? No, I do not believe it anymore. I believe we are blessed to have everything that we have. Even if somebody curses us, they will not succeed because this is true love and this is happiness. Nobody has the power over another to speak a curse over them.

I growled, trying to hide the fear I felt, but then it had melted into the anger that was brewing up in me. “And you're a descendant of the goddess if my witch is to be believed.” He smirked, sitting close to where I was seated. “Okay, and?” "And the only reason they think you to be a curse is because of the magical things that happened at your birth. The world was scared of so much power that you had to be a curse." Caleb sighed, looking really fascinated. "You and your sister were separated, and your mom died. You both should have been killed, but your mother worked something out."

It was one of the reasons I kept him close and also, occasionally, one of the reasons I found him exhausting. I stopped walking. He stopped too, looking at me, waiting. "Have you noticed something?" I said. He frowned slightly. "What?" "The ground," I said. "That sound it makes. That deep, low vibration that runs through the floor of the east wing every few days." I looked at him. "It hasn't happened once since she arrived this morning." Riven was quiet for a second. "So?" he said, but his voice had lost some of its certainty. "So the stories are true," I said. "The curse was never one-sided. It was never just something the Vales carried. We carry our half of it too, and we need them to surv