Curse Manipulation Novels & Stories

“The Witch Curse is not a curse belonging to this universe. I studied it for a long time, but I couldn’t study it thoroughly. However, it is certain that this is a curse left by a great ancient witch. I can only help dissolve half of it now. As for the other half, you have to rely on yourself.” “What do I need to do?” “Witchcraft is a cultivation system in antiquity that focuses on the cultivation of one’s body, flesh, and blood. The Witch Curse also starts from this aspect. If you want to get rid of her Puppet-drawing Spell, your flesh and blood have to be strong enough, and your will has to be firm enough to resist it with blood energy and sever her will.” The next second, the Mystic Maide

Achilles explained. "Did I give the Command?" I asked doubtfully. "It was a mix, you were angry at what I had said, but I saw a faint green glow around you and used my ability to help you come back. I think the curse took advantage and made you use the Command." Alex explained. I swallowed hard, because I hadn't realized the curse had manifested. "We need to be more attentive to these manifestations; I'm sure they will increase as we approach the rejection ritual." Achilles said.

Kaze calmly said, “If I am correct, Myra is controlled by someone. I think the curse is called Puppet’s Curse. “The victim will fall under control of the caster and it is usually used to assassinate targets from afar, or do something more conveniently. It’s quite a useful curse. “However, to awaken the potential strength in the puppet, it takes a heavy toll on the body.” Back when Kaze served on the battlefield, a grandmaster specialized in curse techniques tried to assassinate him before so he knew how vicious the curse could be. “What…” Hamlin widened his eyes in fear. He did not expect Myra’s condition to be this severe.

Cyrus, after a pause answered him, “Of course we did and did it not say we have to get involved with her?” Andrew shakes his head sideways, “Getting involved with her does not mean this that you are about to do. You have misunderstood the whole process.” The brothers exchanged glances. Luther then turned to Andrew, “Then how are we supposed to lift the curse?” The trail of joy in his voice was now replaced with a similar tone to anger. “The curse will be lifted, but not this way; it should be done according to the process in the guidance book.” Obvious disappointment looks engulfed the brothers’ faces; they thought their problem has been solved but it seems they were wrong and have to exerci

" She held up her wrist, showcasing a sparkling green bracelet. Then, she smirked, pointing at the simple bracelet on my wrist. "Do you really think Ethan bought that especially for you? It's just a freebie that came with mine. You're only fit for my hand-me-downs!" I glanced down at my bracelet. It was a birthday gift from Ethan a few months ago, and I had always treasured it even though it was not expensive. Yet, it had unexpectedly become Mandy's tool for humiliation, a weapon to wound me.

Deep down, I felt being here was useless, the manipulation that had been going on was so into the skin that right now there might just be someone watching and consciously misdirecting and pulling strings, no matter how clever we thought we were, there was someone who we now knew was a wolf like us, who would always be ten steps ahead of us. “This way,” Malik said pointing towards a narrow path, my senses flared confirming all that i had thought of, we had been manipulated into this direction again and when you got so close to something and you are turned the other way, you’re either in a trap or you had just been outsmarted. I realized that our journey had completely changed. This was beyond

she murmurs, tracing a finger along the edge of my desk as she moves closer. She stops when our legs touch and leans back against the desk. I swirl the last of my drink and look up at her through my lashes. She smiles and slowly drags her smooth leg against mine. I swallow the whiskey and slide the glass away. Enough. I grip her hip, lift her off the desk, and turn her to face it, bending her over in one motion. I push her skirt up—it’s so tight it snags, and I tear the seam without caring. She gasps.

Too— Weak. Alpha Derek of Edgeland leans forward, voice cutting. “Maybe if you focused more on finding the source of the curse rather than believing in some prophecy, you’d be able to heal your bloodlines.” The air turns volatile instantly. Gavin’s chair scrapes. “She will come,” he insists, voice shaking with restrained fury. “I don’t think you realize how much I’ve done to try to figure out what the problem is.” Alpha energy begins to press outward, thick and dangerous.

Death draws me towards it like we have been attached with an unbreakable string. Maybe it's just a superpower in which I get the last chance to save the person in front of me or maybe it’s a curse. Particularly a Crimson curse, as I like to call it. Through the years the number of deaths I have seen is greater than my age. You would think that death doesn't affect me anymore. You are right to think that because that is what I had thought until 5 days ago.

All I wanted to do was go home and never remember this. “Laurence, you will become Alpha, but to achieve that you need to break the curse I bestowed upon you as a baby. I won’t tell you anymore, you need to figure it out yourself or ask your father. With that, Scarlett wandered over to me untied me and said “We will see each other again soon”. “If you don’t find your Luna by your 18th Birthday which was in 4 months, then you will be forever cursed”.