Born To Love Cursed To Feel Mga Nobela at Kwento

If the Goddess heard you. If your heart was true. She closed her eyes and whispered. “I curse this day,” she said, voice steady, bitter. “Zara. Ethan. You broke me. You used me. Seven years of my life—I gave them, and you spit on it.” Her fingers tightened around the dirt. “May the child in her womb stay inside her for seven years. And when it is born, may it be cursed. May it never find love.” The words cut her mouth like glass, but she said them anyway.

Baby came crying, our curse alive. No regrets. Bred and bound eternal.

He sighed. "He can love me but you shouldn't..." She frowned at him. "I don't care about the curse, Augustus... I am a human and sooner or later I am going to die... I am not greedy for a long life but whatever I have left, I want to live it with you... With your love..." She sighed. "I don't know why my life is like this, Since childhood I am deprived of love... I want you to love me for whatever days I have left with me... Can you do that?"

And that choice bound us more tightly than any vow or curse. A bond built on defiance, sharpened by truth, and tempered in the fire of our scars. And for the first time, I didn’t feel cursed. I felt ready. Ready to burn the empire and the man that made us both bleed.

Jamal can't love me because Jamal can't feel. Jamal is cursed. ﹏﹏﹏﹏ JAMAL. There is a tugging pain in my chest as I watch her run away. I want to stop her, I want to run after her. But I do nothing but stare as she leaves me alone. Is it tears that I feel prickling my eyes. I have never cried my whole life. But what else would I expect, everything about Sarafina makes me do things I have never done. I don't know what this is but one thing I know is after now...

Her throat was sore from all the crying and her heart was broken to the extent that she could almost see the pieces. Elena could not understand it. She had not met Cameroon except for the times in her dreams so why did it hurt so much? Cameroon was her soul mate; she was sure of that. She had never felt such a connection before, such a dependence like her heart was a little piece of his own like she was his missing rib. She could not understand why she was dreaming of him if he was already dead. If they did not have a destiny? If she would never see him in person! The questions kept pouring into her head.

Every elder brother will snatch his younger brother's love. The girl will love the younger one only. One day will definitely come when a girl will destroy you just like you killed my baby. When someone from the Raichand family kills his own child, that will be the end of this family completely. I curse you that the brothers will have each other's blood on their hands. If I was honest and pure in my love and in my relationship my curse will be fulfilled.