Captive Curse Novels & Stories

"You're not going to tell Mom and Dad about this, okay? Cause if you do, it would be easy to make you disappear. It's gonna be our little secret." In my terrified state, I managed to nod, fighting tears. Everything hurt and I wanted to go home and forget this had ever happened. "Atta boy. Now, there's some stuff we've gotta tell you." He pulled over one of the old crates we liked to sit on. "Do you know why he bit you?" I shook my head. "He's our alpha. Our leader. Alphas have the power to turn humans. The rest of us are betas, and you are too, now."

"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."

"Your powers are unlike anything this family has produced in three generations. I have seen what you can do when you are pushed. You cleared out an entire wing of soldiers the night the eastern border was breached. You were seventeen years old." "I know what I did," I said. "Then you know what you are capable of." He picked up his fork again. "We are running out of time, Seraphine. Destroying the Ashfords may be the only real chance we have to break this curse completely. The longer it sits on this bloodline, the worse it gets. You know that." I didn't say anything. "Sienna doesn't have much time," he said. "You know that too." The candlelight flickered.

"Blood curses don't fade. They grow. Feed on fear and regret. By the time I escape, your resistance will be so consumed by doubt they won't even fight back." "You're not escaping." "Keep telling yourself that. Maybe it'll be true." Year one in isolation. Most prisoners broke by now. Begged for release. Went mad from loneliness. But I was stronger than ever. Focused. Determined. Ready to prove that imprisonment was just another obstacle to overcome. The curse had spread beyond Moonrise Academy. Infected other packs. Other territories. Everyone who'd celebrated my capture now questioned if they'd done the right thing. My allies were reorganizing. Quietly. Carefully. Building networks that woul

******* **SOMEWHERE IN THE PACK HOUSE** Deep in the highest tower of the keep, Alpha Magnus watched through the glowing orbs as it flickered with silvery-green light. Kaela stood near him, her arms crossed against her chest, a sly, mischievous smirk dancing on her thin lips. “The curse is working,” Alpha Magnus growled. Kaela’s smirk seemed to deepen at the news. “Then let Zane keep fucking her” she sneered. “Until there's nothing left”

I threw myself in front of the television in an attempt to block it from view. "Don't watch it, Evan! I'm begging you, please! Look away!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, but it was no use. Evan's reddened eyes were fixed on the television screen. "Shut up!" Evan rushed at the television and punched it. Instantly, the screen turned dark, and the glass fragments left cuts on his hands. Using his bloodied hands, he grabbed Carmen by the throat and pressed her against the dining table.

“Braylon? What is going on?” Braylon looked at him puzzled, stunned at the same time. “The reason why I couldn’t use my powers. I mean, the curse that was imposed on the alphas. She…. she can lift that curse,” “Wait, that means…Oh! My! God! The last heir to the Crawford…. Imogen Crawford,” he replied within the period of time his memory flashed back to the hospital. He had seen her name on her identity card, also at her house on her award crystal.

And that's the only legacy he has left. Luan looked at the old woman's hand. At her yellow eyes. At the grief hidden behind them. She took it. Teach me, she said. Sera smiled. First lesson, she said. The curse isn't a curse. It's a cage. And cages can be broken. How? Sera looked at the moon. Full in four days. You have to want to live more than you want to die. Luan thought of Cass. Of his letter. Of his blood on her lips. I do, she said. Then let's begin.

A smirk curved at the corner of her mouth, evil shining through her orbs that looked at me with amusement, expressing how delightful it was for her to see me in turmoil, "That curse is deep like a sharp blade stabbed into the most sensitive spot of his heart and once it's yanked out, everywhere he looks, would only be hopelessness waiting for him and with you being under our captive, it's even harder for that poor guy to make it out of the ocean. He'd come running after you no matter how weak he is left, even if his bones are collapsing, or skin is falling off of his body— He'd still come." "You are wrong— If he was meant to let go of his curse, he would have done it long ago. I have tried e

"Just give me back the necklace." Isabella shook her head. "I don't need any of that." "Then what do you want?" Isabella feigned a thoughtful expression, then a cruel smile spread across her face. "I want you to get on your knees and beg me for it." "What?" "Kneel. Apologize for how you've treated me. And then beg me to give you the necklace," Isabella's eyes glinted with malice. "You were so awful to me before. Now it's your turn to beg."