Cursed By A Gypsy Novels & Stories

Suri looked at Rustin in shock, asking, "Is what Mr. Hart said true?" Esther calmly explained, "Cursing is a form of witchcraft. Since the Witchcraft Uprising, cursing has gradually been marginalized and eventually found its way to Saffronesia. Nowadays, only Saffronesians practice cursing." Suri instantly understood everything. Just a few months ago, someone from Lumigen approached Suri, proposing to invest in Glory Investment Group. Without hesitation, Suri rejected them on the spot. It was after that negotiation that Suri started having nightmares.

Niniane said with a nod. "How was Ravana cursed?" Layla asked curiously. "By the first chosen. With his last breath, he gave Ravana exactly what he wanted. An immortal life, but with a few ultimatums. He would never see the sunlight again and he must drink the blood of others to sustain his immortality. So, the first vampire was born. But instead of being given the blessing of creating healers, all he would be able to bring to this earth was more death." Layla was silent as she took in Ninian's words.

My hands slam into the table again as I stare at my father, tears swelling in my eyes. “Rhys did not touch me! I swear on my life, father! Marrianne just got jealous when the man invited me to dance instead of her-” I try to explain myself, but my father was not having any of this. “Father Cassimir was kind enough to overlook such terrible rumors! I don’t think anyone else would ever do that for you, Nesta! You’ve already caused a small riot at the last sermon, when you dared to stand up and - !” My father’s voice grows loud and he sharply pauses, letting out a loud frustrated scowl instead of words, and I feel my heart cower and my stomach twist, nausea swelling in my abdomen, making me fee

And this is your destiny,’’ pointed the woman. ‘’ I, Theia, as the witch of Artesia, curse you, whoever you will love, will die. And this is the punishment for your sins of killing my daughter.’’ ‘’ No…no… you can’t do this No.’’ I shouted as much as possible, but the witch and her daughter disappeared in front of my eyes right away. Where did they disappear to? What’s up with the curse? What did she say? Before I could think darkness swallowed me.

Then I turn to those old men, who are now standing in front of me. “Before I tell you, may I know who the hell are you, girl?” “Tsk—I am the one because of you and your Alpha grew up in hatred, in loneliness…I am Nicolette Gray, the cursed she-wolf who was born in the night of the red moon.” My tone of voice came out cold and full of hate as if to let them know that I was going to kill them. They blinked their eyes, and the woman who stopped me earlier collapses on her knees. “Aren’t you supposed to be dead?”

she butted in. “Or, they could’ve separated or something…” Nicoleta pulled her lips down and shrugged one shoulder. “He’s a Gypsy, Nic. What’s with you? And because we’re both gadzo, we don’t know if they have some kind of a divorce or something, right?” She didn’t want to give herself some hope that Harman could be a free man. After all, what was the point of leaving him then? ***

Honestly I'd spent almost everyday wishing they'd just killed me. I touched my cheek gently, moving over the pink scar below my eye. When Gerwulf had kissed me, he had burned my skin. Because of this people now started to call me 'witch kissed' , saying I was as cursed as him. Truthfully I had begun to believe so. My life had been plagued with bad luck ever since that night, only in the last moments being saved by the grace of the moon goddess and having my life spared.

The curse was alive, aware, and it was hungry for more than mere obedience. --- Kael’s voice softened, though his eyes never left hers. “You were born under the Blood Moon. That alone made you special, but you were also marked by destiny. The same deity that cursed my bloodline foresaw your arrival. Your magic, your resilience… it is intertwined with mine. The bond is not just a tether. It is prophecy. You are the one who can stabilize the curse, who can survive it where others would be consumed. And I… I am bound to ensure you endure it.”

"I'm not leaving you here forever. But right now, you're the main suspect. The brothers have their attention entirely on you. Which means they're not looking anywhere else." "When do I get out?" "Soon. A few more days. Once the real show begins, you'll be released. I promise." Garrick didn't look convinced. "What real show?" I considered how much to tell him. Decided he deserved to know what his sacrifice had bought. "The girl is carrying a curse. The triple mark." "The what?" "You really didn't pay attention in Alpha classes, did you?" I shook my head. "The triple mark is an ancient curse. Women born with it are supposed to be executed at birth. They bring destruction to everyone they bond

those where the thing popping up my head We were born cursed. Twin daughters of a she-wolf who committed the unthinkable offense, she loved a human. Carried his children. Us. When the Council found out, they branded her a traitor to the Lycan bloodline. They burned her in front of us. Said it was law. Said it was tradition.