Cursed Devil Novels & Stories

I ran my finger up his arm and he shuddered, making me internally cringe. Gods and goddesses, do forgive me. "Even we aren’t meant to speak of it, I heard by mistake, but they say…" He looked around, as if checking if we were alone or not. "They say Santiago Escarra made a deal with the actual devil himself, A Djinn. That he managed to summon one and the Djinn asked for a price in return for granting him power… If the price is not paid, the Escarra line will die. Time is running out, our Alpha is dying. They say the devil has possessed him, that he is paying for his ancestor’s crimes. Alpha Sebastian once said he will break the curse for his son, but now, now they say he has lost his mind. H

And gifting luna the death , with their ruthless and fierce behaviour . And the last three alpha killed themselves getting tortured by the own devil .The guilt killed them every passing second . Or can even said sacrificed the life but didn’t let the devil in them destroy the pack .And the cycle repeated with birth of every new alpha . Marcus , the fourth alpha cursed by moon goddess , is now living his own destruction every passing day . Till the age of 30 , he wasn’t able to find his mate. And now he is unable to calm 'Fire ' his wolf who is slowly turning the devil . The fire who every passing instance is asking for his mate and cursing him to be unable to find her , yet .

She pushed herself up slightly against the pillows, her voice ringing through the shadowed bedroom with surprising force. “Heartless people… You are demons!” she rasped, each word laced with venom. “You will regret what you’ve done to me. I curse you and your child. On the day I leave this world, I will charge you. I will take a life and ensure you live without peace. My spirit will haunt you until the end of your days!” Her voice echoed off the high ceilings, raw and haunting, before collapsing into a fit of coughing. Even in the grip of death, Carla poured every remaining ounce of her will into the curse.

”Nice flowers.” Wendy commended as soon as Rebecca entered the room. Rebecca on the other hand didn’t pay attention to what was said. She was lost in a world of her own thought. She didn’t see the face of the biker, but from the sound of his voice, she could tell who it was. It was a voice she would recognize anytime, any day. The voice of the devil who haunts her in her dream. A pat on the shoulder brought her back to reality. She jerked and the flower slipped from her hands, but Wendy caught it before it could fall to the floor.

With him being a DEVIL? . . . TBC

I muttered quietly before I could stop myself. And unexpectedly, the corner of Dante’s mouth twitched faintly. Not amusement exactly. Just tired acknowledgment. Then his expression grew serious again. “As the bond deepens further,” he said carefully, “something else begins forming.” I frowned immediately. “What?” Dante held my gaze steadily for a moment before answering. “The council calls it the curse-child.” Every muscle in my body froze instantly. “The what?” “It’s not a physical child,” he clarified immediately, noticing my expression. “Not literally.”

I will also not force you to perhaps do some actions that you shouldn't do. "Believe me, none of that is a problem, and I really know that this is fate. Lilian has taken the wrong path, of course there must be a very appropriate punishment. Do you think a figure who has gained power from the devil will be able to become a wolf again? The woman had made an agreement in which the woman had given up her identity as an Alpha woman and became the devil's queen. Of course that was a very real thing and no matter what, the figure of the devil's queen that the woman had now obtained could not be replaced and would not can never be replaced by anyone and can never return to being a wolf again. And mo

“Love the devil and power.” Zeddy was known as a cult member since his teenage days and with days, the loyalty in him grew into a small hut where bones and blood could be found if looked for. He knelt on his knees and uttered a final chant, “I am a disciple of the devil and I want the devil to sign my soul.” After saying this, he opened the cloth slightly on his chest and then brought the knife to his chest and carved the name Lilith there. Isabella screamed her heart out.

Laura. “I am making you. The Cursed One.”

Arthur let out a tiny sigh, his fist curling around the edge of the black silk blanket. I leaned against the stone doorframe, looking from the cradle to the dark window that faced the northern ridge. The "Coroner’s Curse" wasn't a prophecy; it was the reality of an empire that refused to stay buried. But as I watched the moonlight cut through the clouds, casting a silver path across the floor of the sanctuary, I knew that the Board had made one final, fatal mistake. They had given the devil a son. And they had given the nurse a reason to kill.