Cursed Angel Novels & Stories

If I'm going to spend so much time near this man, I would like to learn more about his history. He narrows his eyes warily. "Why?" "It interests me. Come on..." I insist. Keo settles back into his seat, considering whether to oblige me. "The Angel's killed all the Demon's after the Great War, and then cursed the most powerful out of spite," he starts, anger simmering in his eyes at the memory. I sit up a little straighter. "What kind of curse?" I know of the Great War, of the fight between the Angel's and Demon's. I know it ended poorly for the Demon's, with most being exterminated.

And since killing any living creature was forbidden to Angels, the punishment would be their life. Although they were vampires and they only execute them to save humans, they had nothing to do, whether they like it or not, it’s like a curse in their blood. If an angel kills a living creature, they will soon go weaker and weaker each day, until they lose their breath, and no cure could save an angel from their death, NO CURE at all.

Unable to be killed, or kill myself I was cursed to wander for eternity, always shunned by instinct and never truly welcome. At least not until he had found me. Turns out I had stumbled into hostile territory, some asshole angels nest and they were not happy about it. Sending soldiers out to attack me I was grossly outnumbered, my mark flaring to life but not deterring them in the slightest. Fucking overgrown pigeons. They had numbers but I couldn’t die, that didn’t mean I wasn’t in serious amounts of pain, they circled me as I snarled in frustration. Then a shot of light seared the space between us, and they scattered. A smooth rich voice cut through the silence.

"The angel fell deeply in love with a mortal woman, and in his devotion, he gave her a piece of his very essence - his soul, his power, his immortality. He made himself vulnerable to her in ways that defied natural order, trusting her with the one thing that could destroy him completely. But the woman's heart belonged to another - the village leader who had promised her a crown. Together, they betrayed the angel in the most unforgivable way. They used the power he had given her to drain his life force, stealing his immortality for themselves while he watched, helpless and horrified." She pauses, letting the weight of that betrayal settle. "With his dying breath, the angel cursed her bloodlin

"And maybe that's what made the difference. The Angel expected a tragedy, and I gave it a love story instead." "Precisely." Whitmore looked pleased, like a teacher whose students had just grasped a complex concept. "The entity gave you seven years, expecting one narrative—a tale of vengeance and destruction. What it got instead was a story of transformation and redemption. That deviation from expected patterns made your continued existence valuable. Interesting." "So if we want to break the curse completely," Lucien said slowly, his mind clearly racing ahead, working through the implications, "we need to offer the Angel something it finds more valuable than collecting Seraphine's life at the

She felt for the structure and immediately recognised him as Vivy. “ LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI” [Beautiful woman without mercy] “You almost scared me “ “you almost took away my life not showing up for 5 hours after I reached your home.” “Feeling shy dear ,its my first experience.” “Do you mean mine is hundredth?” “Maybe because you actually kidnapped me.So you could have done the same things to others.” “I swear Elsa yours were the first cleavage I smothered and yours were the first lips I bit, these eyes were the first pegs that I had that intoxicated me.”

"Yes, I am your girlfriend, we broke up back then but we still made it up and stayed together. I even promised you that I will be your girlfriend again while we're trying to escape from the holdapers, don't you really remember even a tiny bit of that, Lucifer?please remember me, I am Angela Santos." He furrowed his brows then he glared at me, "Don't you even dare pretend! I don't know you, I don't even know what do you want from me but please stop this stupidity, I am not the Lucifer that you're saying so shut the hell up!" He said as he started walking away, going to his car. "N-No, Lucifer! This is me, Angela! Lucifer!! Don't leave me here please, Lucifer!!!" I yelled and yelled his name

For the first time, Angelica was truly helpless. She collapsed against the wall, sobbing, her eyes darting for any way out. “Don’t—please, don’t—!” Hendrix lunged, pinning her to the ground with his massive claws, his muzzle inches from her face. He let out a warning growl, the sound vibrating through the floorboards—a promise of vengeance for everything Angelica had done. Adira pulled me to safety, holding me close as I watched the scene. Relief and awe washed through me. Hendrix had broken the curse. He found his inner beast when we needed him most.

There were two glass jars inside with my head and kidney both soaking in formaldehyde. "What gives that bitch the right to be your wife? She even got one of your kidneys," Carmen snarled as she caressed the two jars. "That's why I took it out. I'm returning it to you now. What I can't have, I won't let anyone else have either. My godfather will be here soon. He'll kill all of you to avenge my father!" There was a glimmer of love in Evan's eyes as he stared at my head in the jar. He reached into his pocket and gripped the scalpel inside tightly.

Angel grabbed his hand and squeezed assuringly. "You are doing this to protect her... Don't blame yourself..." "She was so happy in last few days... She brightened my life with that smile and I am going to snatch it back... She has never been loved, these were the days where she felt loved and special... How am I going to look into those innocent eyes again?" He grabbed his head with guilt. Angel sat beside him. "Augustus, please don't be sad... We will reverse it once we break the curse..."