Curse Rune Novels & Stories

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

She screamed, making list of the people flinch and younger children cry in fright. "But you know what, I will leave and you will never see me again. Of course I won't leave without a gift for your unborn child, whether male or female, the child shall not experience the feeling of full wolf transformation. You can try to break the curse but you will fail and you will also beg to find me and you will also fail. This is my parting gift to you," she smiled deviously and just within a blink of an eye, Rebecca was gone. ~JASON~

All she did was make love to the both of them she didn’t do anything to break a curse yet the emblem in her palm was undeniable proof. Asher had adjusted his sweatpants and was watching her back. She was absolutely still and he waited with drawn breath for what her next words would be. “Lance, that emblem on your hand is something the moon goddess took from our kind a long time ago. It appears on only those who have broken the curse she laid on our kind.” “And?” “We are mates. You, me, and Asher.” It was almost laughable except that there was nothing funny about it. She was mated to two men and even though she wasn’t looking, their hatred for each other was palpable. The room was fraught wit

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.......

I have accepted death, I mean we all would die one day but what I did not accept and what I feared was what would happen before I die, I was cursed to feel torture, the kind that could drive my to madness and eventually death possibly by my own hands, I have tried myy best to find my mate, the woman who break my curse and gives me succor, since I would not smell her and feel the mate bond towards her the only hope was to impregnate her as only my true mate would be able to carry my child but it is obvious that I am doomed and despite years of searching and numerous women I have slept with I still could not find her, I also looked for other means to break the curse and tired everything told t

But before it even broke and scattered to the ground, new barrier give birth with enormous and raging fire. Enrage, the enormous creature howled in no end. Its eyes so bluish and with bloody golden bright that plead to be free for devastating fate. This in turn softened the man in the throne, said in a lowful tone, "However, does one that protected in hidden resorts have ever ask this kind of fate for the sake of being safe?"

“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.

"The curse isn't from my mother. Well, it was gotten through her but it wasn't from her. A greater force made her do it. But, what force is it?" "It doesn't make too much sense," Rendall said and Helia nodded in agreement. "Yes, it doesn't. If the curse isn't from my mother, then who is it from and why did the person curse Khron and Wulfe?" ******************** "Where are they?" Alpha Janus thundered as soon as a warrior walked into his room. "We haven't found them," the warrior replied and Alpha Janus snarled at him. "What do you mean? There are so many of you searching for two were-creatures. The other is just a female and you're telling me this? Are you all warriors or losers?"

She had only heard about them in passing a dark magic, forbidden by all but the most sinister of sorcerers. She stood up abruptly, a sense of urgency seizing her chest. These runes were a warning. Someone had placed them here intentionally, and it wasn’t just coincidence that Damon had been the one to fall victim to them. No, this was much worse than a simple rogue attack or misfortune. This was the curse. The pack was under attack from something far more insidious than they could possibly imagine.

I wasn’t here to pass. Let them think I was weak. Let them mark me as unworthy. I’d take that and walk out with my head high. One more name. Then, “Zara Hughes ,” Mistress Kyenna called. The crowd went quiet. My heart didn’t race. I stepped forward, walked the path between the students, and entered the circle. The runes pulsed once beneath my feet. I stood still..The moonlight shifted. The air bent..Something cold pressed against my back. I exhaled slowly and waited for nothing to happen. Suddenly my watch flickered again.