Cursed Dragons Novels & Stories

But I still wanted to know. "He was banished in our world when he was 10. He was brought to the land of mortals hundreds or thousands of years in the future!" "Will he come back?" "He must! Coz someday, the kingdom will be attacked by the enemies and he's the only one who could save it!" "But how can he save the kingdom when everyone was afraid of him?" "His curse must be cured first, barbie doll!" "How? What's the cure?" "From a rare woman. Pure and innocent. From her ~"

How could he betray his mate? The aura around Serena blazed a deep red as she said the words, “I, The Witch of Artemia curse you; the moment you consummate your relationship with your mate; she will die.” Then Serena stormed out of the tent waving her wand behind her. Alaric stood there, frozen like a statue. She had shattered his life and filled it with misery and despair with just one flick of her wand.

It did little to diminish the strength of the fire dragons though and the war endured for centuries more. "The end finally came with the discovery of cold iron, and the death of Kandra Black―the first queen of dragons and mate to the goddess Zahra." "Woah that sounds intense. So the dragons have mates like werewolves?" Diana asks. "Sort of. They get to pick their own mate and then they bind their souls together to make it official. It's pretty cool actually," I sigh. "So was that the first chapter?" "No that's just a little background at the beginning about the history of this world. It goes on for a little more talking about how later another war started but it's not as entertaining because

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.

The Council Chamber of Emberfall was a cathedral of cruelty. It was a circular pit of obsidian, surrounded by rising tiers of seats where the Dragon Elders sat, their eyes glowing like dying embers in the dim light. In the center of the pit stood a jagged monolith of raw, red stone...The Dragon-Stone.

I was willing to do anything to prevent the fate—even if it meant seeking out a mate. The true cause of my inner corruption was a mystery. In order to understand my plight, I ordered my men to scour every book in the castle’s royal library for any mention of elementals consumed by darkness. Despite their effort, they found no answers. Among the ancient tomes were books about dragons. However, these texts were written in a language so old that only the previous dragon-shifters could decipher them. Dragons had been extinct for decades, hunted to extinction by a cruel king in a distant, abandoned kingdom called Dravonia. The king, legend had it, was cursed by a witch after he killed her mate—a

The whole world turned on them and they simply weren’t prepared. I also learn that after going after the fae, they went after the dragons. And the dragons were also devastated in the war, but the dragons fought back and they brought an end to the war. But a curse was put on the dragons so that they couldn’t have children as easily as they once did. Apparently the curse still affects them and their numbers to this day. I’m glad the dragons ended the war. Who knows who they would’ve gone after next—I guess anybody they deemed to be ‘too powerful.’ It’s not right and I’m glad we’ve moved past that mentality.

He was the deepest thinker of all, so it is natural that he never misses a point. “You are right, Dad C. The first type of dragons who produce their own power are known as ‘Imperial Dragons’. They mostly use their spirit animal’s energy which is the hardest to harness,” I answered patiently but was interrupted by Dad Valen. “Xador ?! Is he one of them ?” he asked.

"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

I release her in the deepest water like I have so many brides before. I am the last of the damned. I am also the youngest of the four dragons originally cursed. They have each found a mate. I am the only one without left alone. There's a good reason for that. It's the reason the curse of one-hundred-thousand years will bring me pain until those years have passed.