Cursed By A Gypsy Novels & Stories

Suddenly, from the corner of the room, their mother’s voice rose in a broken wail. “Carla! Don’t take one of my children. It’s just me… It’s just me. Don’t make them suffer!” The plea cut through the air like a knife, raw and pleading. Their mother’s eyes were wide with terror, her bound hands twisting against the ropes as she rocked back and forth. The name “Carla” hung in the room like a summoned ghost, a tangible thread linking the present torment to the sins of the past. Eloise and Elena exchanged a glance heavy with shared dread—the curse was stirring again, drawing closer, its tendrils reaching for what little they had left.

she bitterly smiled, “so my desire is my origin. What's with my parents, the ancestors, the ancient? What cause this suffering in my heart when I'm only want is live?” Her expression change greatly as she added, “Do I deserve it?” “Nonsense!” The voice vibrated, and the white fragment cause her pupils to shrink. “No one deserve such a thing. The curse is a price from the ancient, and it's nothing personal, lady.” Nuahanna shook violently. The white fragment came to her mind, causing her mind to spun. The way it spun, it revive the emotions in the deepest of her soul! Creeching, splashing and banging sounds filled her mind. Then the images so bright it daze her, and she vibrated herself. Her

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.

Years ago, a witch cast a prophecy over me. She said I was the cursed wolf, an abomination who would bring the pack to ruin. My parents believed it completely. Locked me in the cellar that same night and left me to starve. My older sister, Sia, fought like hell to keep me alive. When the pack came for me, she stood in front of every single one of them, crying as she tried to shield me. "She's not an abomination. She's never hurt anyone." Because of those words, when the Alpha fell for her but still feared me, that so-called abomination, I volunteered for exile. Walked away from the pack forever. Before I left, I gave Sia a charm. Told her, if anyone ever laid a hand on her, just speak into i

My life was beginning to sound like a badly scripted movie. "It's like the universe is playing a cruel joke on me," I said, running my hands through my hair in frustration. "I finally found my mate, the one person who can break my curse, and she's forbidden fruit." Cade paced back and forth, his brow furrowed in thought. "Okay, okay. Let's think about this rationally. You need to break this curse, but going after Clarissa is going to cause a major rift in the pack and eventually, a war. You could even get banished. We must find …"

Since she is no longer considered one of the living, she was able to see the doorway leading to the other side. Riztine followed Zakir to the gateway and when Zakir was about to give the gold coins to the Ferryman, she grabs him away from the ferryboat and stole the coins from him. The best revenge for Riztine is to prevent Zakir from crossing over. Riztine couldn't cross over to the other side because she is cursed with black magic. She wants Zakir to be the trap in the human world like her and become one of the lurking spirits who can't move on to the afterlife because of their unfinished business.

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.