Curse Eternal Novels & Stories

"The curse is an ancient one, hidden within Athena's lineage, waiting for the perfect moment to strike." Zephyr's voice took on a solemn tone. "It was placed upon Athena's ancestors, a dark legacy that would destroy the chosen one on their 21st birthday. The curse has been dormant, waiting for Athena to reach this pivotal age." Eira's ears folded back, horror etched on her face. "Why? What did her ancestors do to deserve this?" Zephyr's expression turned grim. "Their actions, though well-intentioned, were misguided. They sought power and protection through dark means, unknowingly inviting this curse upon their line."

Silas's voice was edged with disbelief, as if grappling with the idea of supernatural forces at play. Ezra turned his attention to Lady Athena, his curiosity piqued. "What kind of curse are we dealing with, exactly?" Lady Athena's gaze held a mixture of solemnity and concern as she began to explain. "A demonic curse is a potent form of dark magic, woven in a way that links the victim to a malevolent entity, in this case, a demon. The victim becomes a conduit for the demon's influence, their emotions, thoughts, and even actions manipulated by the curse. It's a sinister form of control, and demons often utilize it to spread chaos and further their own agendas."

Caleb's replica yelled agony, voice raw and broken, lunging desperate but too late. Ophelia went limp, eyes dimming as she gasped final words. "You'll suffer... tormented by my spectral hand... an eternal curse. I'll haunt every lifetime, reincarnated to plague you. I'll be your curse, my hand reaching across ages. We'll fall in love each time, only to kill one another. There will never be a happy ending for us in every lifetime" Her body shuddered still, curse hanging heavy in the air like smoke.

The pendant at her throat pulsed with increasing warmth, its protective magic recognizing the supernatural threat implicit in his words. "She called it the Eternal Bond," Damien said, his voice carrying disgust that had deepened over the centuries. "A curse woven into the very fabric of our transformation. Any vampire she created would be incapable of sustaining love with anyone but her. Oh, we could feel attraction, even affection, but true love—the kind that transforms and redeems—would always be corrupted by our nature." "But you escaped," Iris said, though her voice carried uncertainty. "You found Eleanor, built the garden, lived without killing for decades."

Fin trembles as he says these words. “What do you mean?” I asked him, confused. “It is because Professor Sebastian is the most terror teacher in all departments and if you fail in the exams he will humiliate you so badly! Good luck to him, Miss Clara. If you manage to survive him, then I will give you one of our mansions as a sign of my respect!” Finn cried out. “Well, I do not know how to respond to you since I know nothing of this Professor Sebastian and if he is a terror teacher then maybe I just have to face him and not run away,” I claimed and stood my ground.

I once again struggled to br free off the ropes, but it almost appeared as they were not working. "Now listen to me Anabelle. I am not hear to listen to your rants about how I have been heartless." She opened her palm and a jar was placed on it. "In this Jar, your soul would enter and in this Jar, you would become the atonement of the sins of my coven." I didn't like the superstitious act, and despite trying to break free off the ropes, I felt a burning senation at my back.

He wriggled his body, in a desperate attempt to shake off the curse as if it was just dust. "But I am no woman like you," she glanced at the unmoved clutch of cloth that covers the babe, "though moved by my wrath, I could never hurt the innocent that you will sire into this world. Yet, I will not look past the enormities of your doing, and so as the last of my mercy on your kin, these words will break the curse: only united hearts arise from the flames of betrayals and sins shall be freed." Waves of moon's power was delivered once more to Ganur's skin, settling in to every fibre of his being, sealing the curse completely. Satisfaction sits well in Orav's heart, but still the fire was not ext

By the time she reached her family’s estate, her movements were frantic, almost feral. Her father was waiting for her at the gates, his expression calm but his golden eyes filled with concern. “Moira,” he said softly, stepping forward to catch her as she stumbled into his arms. “Father,” she gasped, her voice trembling. “I need… I cannae…” “I ken, lass,” he murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. “Ye’re cursed, but we’ll set it right.” Cradling her like a child, he whispered an ancient prayer in their native tongue. His words were melodic, carrying a power that resonated deep within Moira’s soul. A warmth spread through her chest, and the pain that had consumed her for days began t

《Eliza》 I couldn't believe it. He went to her when she broke down after all I did was merely yell at her. This curse was relentless and merciless. Why give me my mate and then take him away? Tears burned in my eyes from it and I walked away. Celeste whimpers from the growing distance between us and Kyle, and the fact that our mate was with another woman. But why would I be surprised? We were looking ago cast away by Wolf Society for something we didn't even cause. “Miss Eliza?” someone calls out.

He bit his lip, poured the blood into the tempest, then he said in a lowly yet clapping of a thunderous voice, “Immortal once suffer a huge defeat. However, you exist amidst the luxurious of their sacrifices. Surely, you leaving now and the disappearances of the path of eternity...is a defying existence!” The words that uttered barely reach the boy ears. This boy is none other than Eterfinite! The time the words reach him, his entire being tremble and a his eyes lit up with the gold light. In an incense worth of time, just as the light disappear in his eyes, the tempest shattered and reveal the death of all the living things in the mountain! In an instant, they all turn into dust, leaving no