Cursed Anime Novels & Stories

"Eurydice, the creature you and Alcides encountered in the woods, the Furion Panther, is no ordinary beast. It is a cursed creature with a history of darkness and misfortune." Eurydice, her eyes filled with a mixture of relief and curiosity, listened intently as Corvus continued. "The Furion Panther was once a majestic and noble creature, known for its beauty and grace. But it fell victim to a dark curse, one that twisted it into a creature of malevolence and rage." Corvus explained that the Furion Panther's curse was the result of a tragic event, one that had cast a shadow over its existence. He revealed the creature's history, a tale of betrayal and suffering that had led it down a path of

Then the doctor ran in as we stepped back and Xavier growled as he was male, unmated and unmarked as far as we could tell. "I came as quickly as I could, alpha, what's going on?" he asks, looking at the unconscious girl in front of me. A gasp of fear and shock escapes him and he backs away. "You have to kick her out!! I cannot treat her! She's the Cursed Rogue!! She matches the description perfectly! Alpha, she cannot-" I snapped. "SILENCE!" Xavier roared. It was rare for our wolves to actually speak on their own like that without their human counterpart, but in this instance, I was right along with him. The doctor instantly closed his mouth and bowed his head in submission.

The only way to go about this was to seal the child's wolf so that he may grow to be ordinary— nothing more. No bastard was going to carry on his lineage, especially not a child that belonged to his most prominent foe. Greyson inhaled profoundly, and the process began. A bubble of lightning surrounded him and the child as he fluttered his eyes shut and chanted the spell to activate the curse. The space was illuminated by bright blue light that permeated from his cursed energy. It swirled around them as his lips moved faster, faintly whispering the curse to seal the child's wolf.

Anita and the two rogues stared at the whole werewolves, who were whispering words about them, but they couldn't say anything. This was more than humiliation! " The cursed ones!" " Kill them!" " This is for the pack! Slaughter the cursed ones!" " Kill them brutally!" Anita's tears rolled down from her cheek, and she choked. It was at this time, her eyes caught sight of her father, and she raised her brows. But Arnold looked away indifferently and turned his back. This was disappointing and enough for Anita to know she was alone in this fight. *Gbam* The Alpha walked out of his chamber with a loud bang and went outside to meet the so called cursed ones, that were brought to him.

I couldn't stop thinking about the girls that were getting killed and that it was Gabriel's doing. "Why?" I Whispered. The sound of footsteps got closer. "It wasn't my pack, Anna." Turning my head to gaze into his silver eyes, I could see the turmoil that was swirling around in them. "Then who is doing this to the girls?" Taking a deep breath, Gabriel licked his lower lip. "We call them the cursed." Frowning at his words, I took a step closer. "The cursed? I don't understand." Grasping the tops of my arms, I watched as his eyes danced over my face. "They are those that have chosen to take on their wolf side rather than have a balance. They would rather taste the blood of those around them th

“The only way to break both curses permanently is through Sabrina… or her bloodline.” “Is there one?” “I searched. They’re all dead.” Dead. For a split second, hope rose in my chest. Then it died. “There was no need to tell me this.” “We can find another solution.” “What solution?” I snapped, turning on him. “Tell me.” “I don’t want you like this.” “Like what?” He hesitated. “A monster.” That word landed harder than any blade. “You think I chose this?” My voice cracked despite me. “You think I asked to be born cursed? Every day I live with it. Every day I hurt people. I destroyed Amber that night. Left her in a coma for three years.”

"The curse is real." "No," I said desperately. "What do you mean, this isn't me!" "Four hours," Dante whispered, looking directly at me. "You've been here four hours and I'm already dying." "What do you mean by that? and if you think so, is this how curses work?" "Isn't it?" Soren asked coldly. "Your first mate died in a hunting accident. Random attack. Your second mate got killed by rogues. Random attack. The third mate just dropped dead. Random death."

My wolf said. As seconds pass, the heat, the fire, the bones shifting. Muscles pulling tight. I cringed, hand clutching my chest. She’s coming… My vision blurred. A low snarl echoed in my mind. “You should calm down, Silver. I am trying to connect with the spirit.” And from across the square, Elder Mira turned to me, her blind eyes suddenly glowing. She walked toward me, moving faster than her cane should allow. She touched my cheek. “Silver Colt. The Cursed child born under the Blood Moon eighteen years ago.”

“Tell me, Kade… what proof is greater than that? The cursed blood does not lie. It devours.” He leaned forward, his eyes glittered. “If the cursed blood beast once wiped a pack from the map… if it can kill everyone else, why not Lucien too? He may be a god to others, but he is still flesh. Still a shape that can be undone.” Riven’s fingers tapped, slow against the table.“You do not need spells or prophecies. The cursed blood itself is the weapon and when it meets steel, it births a wound no power can heal. The cursed blood turns metal into ravenous teeth.” His grin widened, savage. “Dip a blade in cursed blood and it will not merely cut… it will eat. It will find whatever makes him immortal

My heart raced, but I didn’t pull away. “You’re cursed,” I whispered. “But you don’t feel like a curse to me.” “That’s because you don’t know what I’m capable of when the curse takes hold,” he said, voice rough. “It’s not just immortality, Aria. It’s hunger. Darkness. Rage that never dies. If I let you close, you won’t survive me.” “Maybe you’re wrong,” I said before I could stop myself. My voice came out steadier than I felt. “Maybe I’m the one who can survive you.”