Cursed By A Gypsy Novels & Stories

Her stay in school wasn’t easy with the incident from that night but she didn’t give up. Until three more boys died because of her. She became so broken and this gave her father the confirmation he needed to start neglecting her, and her stepmother wasn’t excluded. Her father went bankrupt when she was born and her mother died when she was 5 hence, everyone started calling her cursed officially on her 16th birthday. She was despised by all, including her family. But one day she came across a seer of their kind (A werewolf blessed with this gift) who told her that the curse can only be lifted by mating with her one true Mate given by the moon goddess.

She goes pale, her fingers splaying across her stomach now. “Why is this happening? Why are we tied to each other like this?” “I don’t know,” I admit. “But I’m looking into it. I think…” I hesitate, then push ahead. “I think we were cursed.” “Cursed?” “It’s complicated, and I’ve only just found out myself. I’m still gathering information.” I keep my voice steady, trying to anchor her when everything is falling apart. “The gypsy witches—I’ve sent for them. They may have answers.”

Melody screamed, shielding her face. But Gilda didn’t move. Her arms were raised in defiance, her white robe snapped in the furious wind. “I defy you.” She cried “ You wronged me. I will keep the curse on her.” The light coiled then struck. The it ripped through the veil that hid her beauty, burning it away. The air was now filled with the scent of scorched silk and searing skin. When the radiance dimmed for a heartbeat, half of Gilda’s once perfect face was gone, scorched black, veins of molten gold pulsing beneath the ruin. Yet even in agony she laughed a wolf, broken laugh.

"Oh darling. Even if you weren't looking for trouble, trouble will still find you because you are cursed." I looked up to her, my teeths itching to speak. "Oh don't fucking look at me like that. Do you think it's normal for a girl to be madly in love with her brother and want to badly have sex with him? You may think it's sexy but I am telling you now that it's only happening because you are cursed and the sooner you accept it, the better it will be for you." I could hear the mummurs in the crowd and I loathed every sound of it. It itched my body, making me to want to run to a corner and hide.

She sighed, and she gently splashed her foot in the stream. “Alek was the youngest son of a strong Gypsy bloodline. He is last of the Sampson gypsy bloodline. They were once honourable and considered the greatest of all the families. When one of their neighbouring families had had enough of living in the shadow of them, a deal was made with a demon and a curse was placed. It was a powerful and dark curse. Alek was the strongest of all of his brothers, taking the Alpha genes of his father with minimal gypsy abilities like his mother. However, he still bore his equal share of the curse.” The Goddess paused, staring off into the moving stream.

“In close to five hundred years they have never sent a woman to appease us, and now they send us one with hair the color of the blood moon. Who can see us in our true form. It’s a sign.” “It is remarkable that she sees us in our human form and not as wolves. Is it possible the village has finally learned a way to break the curse?” The others snorted in derision.“Perhaps Elias is right. This may be the sign we have been waiting for.” “They don’t care about you,” I called out, the wine freeing my tongue. Rising on unsteady feet, I kicked away the pelts and walked toward the fire. Swinging my arm in an arch, the bottle held loosely in my grasp, I began to laugh. “They don’t care about you, and

"You read a lot. You know what dhampire is. You better know what a succubus means!" "Wait a minute, Jacques is a succubus?" Cammie said completely bombshell. "Are you sure there is no freaking joke about it?" "She sucked people's life force, Cam," I said. "I have seen her doing it to Alyssa with my own eyes!" "Holy crap!" Cammie cried. "How could that be possible?" "Cammie, I know it might sound foolish, but it's true," I said, watching her pacing back and forth like a caged tiger. I was kind of getting dizzy from that.

I say. "They might have gotten their powers from the moon goddess. But I do not believe they have the same magical powers as the gypsies. So I would not put my hope on them if I were you. The gypsies were the first children of the Moon Goddess. She placed them on this earth to curse the evil people and, later, the evil creatures. Don't piss off a gypsy. You will regret it for eternity. They might have blessed our stones, but they also cursed us. They took away our feelings and taste for food. We can eat the best food in the world and not taste it," Darius says.

Cupping my chin in his palm, he gently raises my head so I will look directly into his eyes. He says, “I have been consulting with a witch. Her name is Helen, and she has told me that your greatest gift is a curse instead. You have been cursed by someone with the gift of Aphrodite and that means every man you come in touch with, wants you. They have no control and eventually become mad with lust if they don’t have you. She has told me of a way that she thinks might be able to help, but you can never be cured. It will only lesser the curse so the men won’t be driven mad, however there may be consequences.”

ends flashback. The Gipus Curse: This was the curse that the witches of Gipus kingdom had cast over the immortals of Green kingdom. It reduced them to half-mortal and half-immortal making them unable to live forever. The original Greens, Terese and Bingy-White were forced to sacrifice a few of their lives to save their son and granddaughters by doing this the latter became immortal. When they sacrificed some of their years, Terese and Bingy-White, their bodies could no longer exist on earth so they went into the land of immortality to sustain what had remained of their souls. This sacrifice was the only deal they could make with the witches of Gipus kingdom to have them quit practicing dark