Blessed With A Curse By Bring Me The Horizon Novels & Stories

I bit my lips, trying to hold back the flood of feelings I was trying to suppress. “Listen! Listen! We sing it to you…” “A story of hers, a story so true…” “Fire, water, earth, wind and sky…” “Be it day, night or noon…” “Her power isn’t a curse, but a boon…” “You say she will bring the doom…” “You will witness it soon…” “How she breaks the curse of your sight…” “And unveil the sun from this perpetual night…” I clenched the robe over my chest as if that would help my aching heart and hurting breaths. I ran through the crowd and found darkness in the alleys of Arginieth.

Chelsea noted. "It's because of the curse," Bryan replied. "What is this curse called?" Chelsea asked. Bryan explained it was the Midnight Curse, which kills the afflicted and their relatives within an hour if not treated. And if the curse is intense, even stabilization won't help. I sat on the ground, pained, feeling my heart slow and my senses dull. I couldn't make sense of what was happening around me. Chelsea's worried voice reached me; she was giving instructions to Belle and Bryan. I fought the pain, trying to draw the curse into myself so it wouldn't harm Flora or pass to Ivan. I couldn't let that happen.

Rolan was dead, and with him, a part of her died too. She had never imagined she’d be here—pregnant with his children, his legacy, yet alone in the world. And blind. The curse Braxton had laid upon her, the moon goddess’s wrath, had stolen her sight. The doctors, the diviners—they all tried, but nothing worked. Nothing could break the curse. And now, in the deepest corners of her soul, Mara was afraid that not even the gods could help her.

His voice increases as he repeats the chant over and over again. Believe in the spirit of the rose. Believe in the power that grows. Sown at dawn, harvested at dusk. Neither day nor night is there a chance. Only the Twilight provides a glance. In the single golden hour, bow down to the wildflower. This curse that has its hold, leaves the future untold.

The Crescent Oak Pack. But their Alpha and Luna just welcomed their first son, and I didn’t want to invade their first week with their newborn. I lean my forehead against the cool tile and close my eyes. The water helps to ease the tension that had started to creep back in. I hate everything about tomorrow except the good it usually does for the pack. I take one last swig of the whiskey and step out of the shower, wrapping a towel around my waist. My room feels too quiet as I walk back in.

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.

HIS CURSE; HER BLESSING (Isla’s POV) The chriping sound of the birds woke me up from my sleep. I barely slept after meeting with Sebastian. His words ringed in my mind, each laced with a warning I couldn’t ignore. I had known stepping into the Seedorf family wouldn’t be easy, but I hadn’t expected to be threatened within the first twenty-four hours. Still, I wasn’t going anywhere. I dressed quickly, choosing a simple outfit, and stepped out of my room.

He likes to act tough and argue, but in the end, he always gives us whatever we want. The only exception to that is if he feels like it’s too dangerous. Which apparently is everything I want to do outside of our pack or the surrounding towns. I know that I’m different. On my first birthday, the moon goddess blessed me with a unique mark on my right hip. No one knows exactly what it means. Some people think it’s a prophecy mark, and that I’m destined for some kind of greatness. Other people think the mark and my powers are a blessing for my family’s role in taking down an evil pack.

Even if it was cursed it was their love in the end. Their Cursed Love. ____________________________________ THE END Hope you guys loved the story. Thanks for all the support and love. Don't forget to follow me on I* guys it's mirah_selim for my upcoming stories information. Till the next story adios

"I know I should not want this but I just can't help it. I'm lion less so the chance of me meeting my mate is very slim. Nyx's curse has made this slim chance of mine impossible for me to get. Of course, I should be happy to see two were-creatures getting the chance I could and might never get regardless of who they are." "By the way," Brient continued as Rendall said nothing, "this time isn't the best time to decide whether you should reject Helia or not. What you should be thinking of right now is how the both of you can cooperate and break Nyx's curse. Rejection can hinder the cooperation of the both of you and this can pose a huge problem." "She's making things hard for me," Rendall groa