Curse Manipulation Novels & Stories

"We won't give up Anais, we will find a way through this." "Why bother?" My words shock him. "I mean it Belial. The curse was Lucifer, then it changed to you and Lucifer. It keeps changing. As soon as I think we beat the curse, it changes. I finally got you both, and you agreed not to run, and it changed again." "It was weird. So, I agree. We were ready to kill each other, and that all went the moment we touched you together. But then I saw it, as soon as we became close, and we stopped arguing, it was like all your energy just vanished."

"The curse is sophisticated. Whoever created the ledger knew exactly what they were doing. It's designed to mark the target, allow tracking, and eventually... compel obedience." "Compel?" Korra's stomach twisted. "You mean just like the rogues?" "Similar, but more insidious. This curse works slowly, corrupting from within. Eventually, you would have found yourself making choices that benefited your hunters without understanding why." Elara's expression was grim. "It's how they captured so many Silvercrest healers. They didn't need to hunt them down; they made the healers walk into traps willingly." Rhyker, who was standing near the window, spoke. "Can you break it?"

Layla said softly. "Ravana's always been a cold, brutal son-of-a-b*tch," Niniane muttered, masking pain of her own with a deep swallow from her glass. "So, with Atreus out of the way, Ravana was able to continue finding the sacrifice and live through the centuries. But there was always a backdoor to Ravana's curse as it were." "Back door?" Layla asked with a raised eyebrow. "They say that every curse can be broken, it's just a matter of how. In Atreus' case, the only way he was able to wake from his cursed sleep, was to be woken by the same soul he fell in love with centuries ago."

“Where I control myself.” Her gaze lifted to mine. “This is where you came… that night?” “Yes.” She hesitated, then asked softly, “Why does it happen to you…What's the beast they talk about?” I exhaled slowly. “It’s a curse. When it happens, it demands blood. The only good thing is that it makes me stronger in battle. Deadlier. But it also takes from me…eats me slowly” She stepped closer to me. “Then why did it take over when we were kissing?”

These men feared me, respected me but fear did not erase curiosity. When the doors finally slid shut behind the last executive, i allowed myself to breathe, the glass walls reflecting only my own image back at me. Perfect suit. Controlled expression. A man untouchable by the world, but could be destroyed by a curse. The pain surged again, stronger this time. I staggered toward the window, my palm slamming against the glass as the city sprawled beneath me but none of it mattered. Because the curse had returned. “You’re late Nath,” Mara’s voice said from behind me.

Tears streamed down her chin, pattering on the ground like heavy rain. "Don't call me Father." The flower swayed gently, descending onto his hand as he picked up the child. "You're no longer my daughter." For the very first time, Miracle saw a drop of tear slip from his cold eye and fall on the spot where he planted the mark. "Sorry, little one. Forgive me for this curse of forbidden love," he murmured, his voice heavy with regret as he tightened his grip on the magnolia. Realizing what he was going to do, the remaining immortals immediately protested.

That was the least that I could do for the great service you and your family have provided me. The last thing that I will do for you, my friend, is to free you from my curse. I will do so with my last breath, of course. The emptiness that you have felt all these past years due to my curse will also disappear, and all the emotions that you could not feel will return. I am sure you are familiar with how the human brain processes emotions, chemicals released by certain parts of to elicit a particular response to the stimuli at hand. An incantation cannot prevent those chemical reactions from taking place, they simply hold back the effects.

“So I’m supposed to understand that you two teenagers activated the parallel curse.” Seth finally spoke up after listening to Gabriel for a couple of minutes. He had heard about the possibility of that but never cared to try it out. “What’s that?” They both asked at the same time. “What you just told me. Activating the highest dimension of our curse by killing someone.” Seth explained. “Oh, that is what it is called.” Gabriel said. “Well, you must not let anyone know about this. It is against the rules, werewolves should not have access to this knowledge, it may turn out very bad. I will not punish you two for this because I did not tell you earlier.” Seth said.

I saw him the moment he entered through that door that he had cursed energy. He was obviously cursed which is why he has turned into a rouge. The big question is who would turn an Alpha Prince with so much potential into a rouge? From what I know every curse has a trigger but what could be his trigger? A trigger could be a word, parents did it back in the days when they didn’t want their kids to use forbidden magic. They would curse them and use a trigger as a word that is usually used in a forbidden spell, or an object commonly used in a forbidden spell.

Instead, he pressed his palm against one of the runes, and I felt it again—my chest pulled tight, like my soul was being unraveled. Then I saw it. A thin thread of light rose from my sternum, twisting and writhing. And within that thread, there were black veins, like roots infected with poison. Cato’s voice dropped to a growl. “It’s a manipulation curse.” I froze. “No.” “Yes,” he responded. “It’s not just your thoughts that were affected. Your emotions, your choices, your bond… someone has been steering you. Controlling you without making it obvious.”