Curse Rune Novels & Stories

It screamed as it broke, harmless sparks falling like cursed snow. She kept coming. Screaming. And she raised that cursed rune-arm to strike— But I was done playing. I spun, pulled the wind tighter than a whip, and slashed upward. THWACK. Her cursed arm severed clean at the elbow. She froze mid-lunge. Stared in disbelief as her own corrupted limb hit the floor with a sickening wet slap, still twitching, still glowing— —and then the rune screamed. Not Lana. The arm. It let out a horrible shriek as it burned on its own, black fire consuming it from the inside out, screeching like it had been denied its final meal. The hall shook. Shadows quivered. Even the stone wept.

The rune depicted a black dragon head with some mysterious characters below it. “Is this the Imperial Jade Seal?” James looked at the floating rune. The rune was large, about twenty meters in length, and was entirely black, emitting a black light along with an extremely terrifying aura. This aura was the curse’s power. “That’s right.” The man who followed after James said, “This is the Imperial Jade Seal which I obtained by chance. I learned the unparalleled Curse Magic. Unfortunately, I was unable to control the curse. That’s how I lost my sanity.”

"Church? Should we pray first before attacking?" "Are you making fun of me, miss? We are just the two of us; to be precise, I am alone and have to carry your burden. I need weapons at least to anticipate any bad possibilities that will happen, even though without weapons, I can beat them." Rain glanced at Jace's arm, which was covered with black runes and a few tattoos of black roses starting to bloom. Rain was sure the roses were part of the curse, and she had never seen any runes. The rose rune seemed to signify that Jace's life would not be extended.

Gunner said. “Studying the curse on the Alpha, I discovered it was a strong and powerful one, I had to be careful and I am supposed to have other options in case an option was to go wrong.” Rune said and continued “And so when it went wrong and I discovered that the Alpha had just killed his mate, I knew that was the curse preventing the breaking of the curse, and I was grateful that I trapped a larger degree of her spirit.” …. Flashes* “Those bastards.” Rune cursed as she set the lifeless body of the human on a large table.

"A curse started this, and it's only fitting that a curse ends it. Tell me all about it, Asmodeus." He nodded, stepping closer, his presence imposing but reassuring. "The rune is known as the Sigil of —"

Ryder felt every inch of it pressing in on him now, the curse under his skin pulsing like something alive, something hungry. His breath turned white in the air. The deeper he went, the colder it became. The curse reacted to the air down here, responding to the ancient runes carved into the walls, runes that once bound the wolf king he carried in his blood. His bones ached. His vision flickered. But he kept going. He had no other choice.

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.

She died on the spot. In this life, Sally decided to switch paths early and made preparations ahead of time. So she wasn't as vicious toward me as she had been before. Even then, she still failed. Because she never expected me to uncover the truth. Sally refused to accept it. "So what if you figured it out? No one can break the curse. The only person who knew how is dead. Kyla, you're still going to die by my hand in this life." I didn't say a word. I just lifted my hand and showed her my palm.

It made me fall and fire at the same time. “The moon Goddess really did curse me,”

Her eyes held an irresistible gaze of engagement on the runes that ran down my skin. “You bet I do. As much as it looks riveting, it is the curse. It's what bonded my ash to the urn, making it impossible to free myself at my own will.” I raised my arms to eyesight, tracing the runes running from my shoulders to my wrist. I peered down to glance at the ones running from the insides of my shorts to the ankles of my both legs. If only I could get who forged these runes on me, I might consider killing them or keeping them captive in order to get them to teach me their tricks.