Curse Rune Novels & Stories

“Do whatever it takes.” The seer’s expression was unreadable. “It cannot be undone by simple healing. The curse was woven by blood, by intent. Only two paths remain: a blood sacrifice… or the destruction of the caster.” A hush fell over the chamber. “Draven,” Thorne said coldly. The Seer inclined her head. “Yes. Kill the one who bound this rune, and the curse will unravel. But if you fail—he will die, and with him, part of her.”

"I love you too much, Celeste, why can't you get that into your thick skull. I can't lose you." Anger filled me to the brim and I began to cry out of frustration, I couldn't hold it back anymore. "I'm dying Senya, you'll be losing me regardless, I need to kill him, or I'll lose my existence." "Wait, what?" He asked to let me go, his eyes furrowed in disbelief. "This is a curse, Senya, I cursed myself it's a hate rune the only way I can get rid of it is.-"

“Curses! You disgusting filth! How could you!” the Serpent roared. It emanated stream after stream of powerful spirit energy, trying to destroy the rune. The rune Zephyr contended with, carried an aura of mystery and intrigue. It was as though it held a powerful secret. It was both good and evil. The more Zephyr observed it, the more it looked to be more powerful than the Dragon Lizard’s own rune.

Cesan's eyes were wild as he stared worriedly at me, but instead of reassuring him, I turned my head and growled at my dad. “What the fuck, Dad?!” Sin's arms fell to his side as he cursed. “What have you done, Cesan?” He groveled, causing me to furrow my brow. I noticed that my Crescent Moon mark was illuminated and thought it was cool. “You mean this?” I asked as I lifted my moon mark toward him. “He means that you absorbed his bolt and should be dead, “ Cesan explained. I gasped as I clutched the covers to my bare chest.

I asserted, and she chuckled as she shook her head. “There was no curse, Austin. I just fabricated one to keep you from having pups because others would kill them for their differences. I also know now that the council will take them to raise if they show signs that they are druid wolves. Don't have children,” she warned softly, and I narrowed my eyes. It certainly felt like a curse. Knowing that Eva would want pups, I pinched my mouth and reluctantly nodded. “Have you ever had premonitions or heard others' thoughts?”

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?

Selene lunged, but Jason caught her wrist. "Touch it, and I'll break your arm." "You're too late," she hissed. The runes ignited. The ground trembled. --- **THE ANCHOR'S CURSE** The shard wasn't a tool-it was a *warden*.

“Selene, why are you here? I mean, I only ask because it’s rare for you to show yourself to others.” Selene simply giggling at the question, as if she wasn’t phased by it in the least. “Yes, that is true. And while I do rarely show myself to others, I did feel like I needed to show myself to you before I spoke with Tori.” “Tori?” “Yes. For you see…. Tori and Rune are what I call special. As they are what I call magical runes or in layman’s term a Rune wolf. Another term to use is Rune-binder as Rune’s fur is white with black and silver runes etched along the surface. Runes that grant Tori certain powers at certain times when needed but only when he becomes of age.”

“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?”

My ancestor, betrayed, her power stolen. ‎A wind roared, cold and sharp, and I stumbled, Rex’s arms catching me, his grip strong. “Talia,” he said, his voice urgent, his red eyes wide. “Stay with me.” ‎ ‎I nodded, my breath ragged, the warmth steadying, anchoring me. The runes glowed brighter, the ground shaking harder, and a light burst from the circle, soft but blinding, spreading outward. The air cleared, the bitterness fading, replaced by the scent of rain and new growth. The Ironclaw wolves gasped, their eyes brightening, their faces lifting, like they could feel it—the curse breaking, the land waking.