Curse Mark Kimimaro Novels & Stories

LAYLA Standing in front of the mirror, I stared at the mark on my neck. Yeah. That mark. You know the one you get after your fated mate marks you with a kiss. Although my mark looked like it, it was literally smoking like a cursed barbecue. Black smoke curled out of it with little flashes of red, like someone shoved a demon inside my skin, but whatever it was, I was so happy about it. My entire existence was not in vain. I finally had a purpose goddess chose me for.

“The council requests your presence inside. They claim the storm is too fierce.” She did not turn around. “The storm is irrelevant. It’s the mark.” Rowan positioned himself beside her, his dark hair dampened by the rain, his eyes glowing like gold even in the dim light. “The Curse Mark?” Aria nodded. Beneath her collarbone, the faint crescent-shaped mark throbbed with a warmth that radiated through her ribs and throat. It was no longer pain—it was a summons. “It’s reacting once more,” Rowan said quietly, his brow furrowed. “More intensely than before.”

I said. “There was another werewolf and you acted calm. You know what that means?” Rupert and I shook our heads vigorously. “That means you are not the only who is curse!” “Hold on, how do you know he’s also curse? What if he came from a pack or some lace where our kinds lived and got lost in here.” “I am telling you, he is not. He’s curse like you, but he’s different. He’s not like you,” Mariko sat in the couch, massaging her hands to ease out her stress.

Trembling, I slowly turned around and saw no one behind me. "Don't be scared... I'm Vex your fire." I blinked rapidly trying to process what was going on. My mother had mentioned that I'd get my fire when I was older. "Keep walking before they find you." I nodded quietly and picked the pace and my gaze lingered on my hand which had dark marks on it. What's happening to me? "They poisoned us Rogue and we have to get out of here if we ever want a chance of surviving." My heart was pounding frantically in my chest.

It was unusual for Ethan to be so expressive, even to laugh so loudly. "Well you don't know William, Leona. William Redorge. A very famous action film actor and-" "Yeah I know that. He's a famous actor, and?" "Come on, Ethan! Let's go quickly!" interrupted William. Ethan cleared his throat. After that he rose from his position. "Okay, Miss Russell, looks like I have to go now, before the ferocious wolf attacks me," said Ethan. William glared at his cousin and assistant. Ethan could always call him a 'wolf' in front of Leona. What if the girl gets suspicious?

“When blood and moon entwine in flame, a child of dusk shall bear the name. Marked by fire, bound by light, She’ll rise to end or heal the night. Hearts will burn, and shadows reign, The world remade through love and pain. The flame will choose — the goddess’s twin, To cleanse the sin… or fall within.” The words made her skin crawl. She looked up at Eldritch. “It speaks of Nova.” He nodded slowly. “The Marked by Moonfire. I saw it the moment she crossed your gates. The light around her — it’s not of this world.”

"Try the marking first. We'll see what happens afterward. None of your siblings have passed down the gift ... they are all normal ... maybe each generation only has one kind of wolf like me." "You speak, as if your wolf is a very precious kind .." Marco said. "Sure. You can become the strongest person in this world .. just because you are the mate of a wolf like me! Isn't that a precious thing?" Jasmine tried to understand everything. She looked alternately at Luna Maribeth and Marco. Meanwhile, Marco also seemed to be waiting for her to do something. "What?" Jasmine asked confused. "Mark Me!" He said firmly. "Now? No way!" She Refused. Her face looks red.

“Mating is possible for your kind after all but only between the right people.” Asher’s grip on Trevor loosened involuntarily. He thought he was going to die as he stared at the woman, then at Trevor who watched him with amusement. “Jennifer and I broke the curse, something you could not do because you are so pathetic and weak. Now you want to cause more trouble for our kind by bringing this cursed Ptakkagaris outcast into our territory?” Trevor asked. “I am taking her with me and there is nothing you can do about it.”

I am not letting a curse produce more curses It replays in my head and my chest stings more. Ofcourse curse bring with it pain. I am cursed therefore pain is me.......

He looked up and saw two uniformed policemen standing over him, poking and prodding him with their batons, smiling at each other. Kyle tried to remember what happened, how he’d got here. He remembered reporting to Rexius. Then being grabbed, being tied down. Then, the acid. He reached up and felt one side of his face, and it felt normal. Then he reached up and felt the other—and the pain came flooding back. He could feel the contours, the horrible scars, the disfiguration. They had branded him with Ioric acid. A punishment reserved for traitors. He, Kyle, the man who had been loyal to his coven for thousands of years. For one small mistake. It was unthinkable. Kyle felt the pain welling up o