Cursed Dramione Novels & Stories

Something inside her seemed to be ripped in two. Derek's bellow boomed through the mist. "Diva!" His panic resounded through the cave, but she was unable to focus. Her vision doubled, her body stiff. Ronan stood over her, his golden eyes blazing with triumph. "It's done," he panted. "The curse is holding her now." Derek leapt at them, rage twisting his face, but Caelan was faster. A whirl of silver and black—

I mouthed. "It's okay, you don't need to be. Just get dressed, everyone is waiting. And don't worry too much about Pamela, she's just a jealous bitch." He finished and stormed out. The maids came in and finished adorning my hair and make-up to get me ready for my coronation as Luna. I was nervous about the whole thing and I didn't know why. My mind kept drifting to the faint image of my mother I saw when I collapsed after drinking the wolf's blood.

Dust flew like a hurricane. But Elara crumpled to one knee. And then I saw them. The veins. Black and thin, like cracks in porcelain, spidering up her arms from her wrists to her elbows. They pulsed like they were alive. “No…” I whispered, frozen. She didn’t see me now. She stared at her hands, horror written across her face. The Owlshard shimmered around her chest like a burning heart. A beautiful curse. And Dorian’s voice rang out across the silence like a blade.

” I cursed as I drank directly from the bottle, I gulped it all as my eyes became red, like a bloodshot. I walked down from the mini parlor back to my swivel chair as I crashed down on it, completely frustrated. What if he asks for any price to get back to his love?? What then becomes of me when he takes her away?? Will I truly die a painful death?? Hell no, that can’t be and will never be. I groaned as I looked at Dumbledore who was still resting at the cabinet, looking all the wines I had there.

It felt like I was falling, drowning in an ocean of grief and horror. "NO!" Selene's scream joined mine. She thrashed against her chains with such violence that blood ran freely down her arms. "YOU KILLED HIM! YOU MONSTER! YOU FUCKING MONSTER!" “He killed himself, overestimated himself, and let the curse take control.” Millen's voice sounded like a bitter poison in my ear. Then she moved, bending down to grasp Damon's body by the back of his torn shirt. With casual, terrible strength, she began dragging him across the broken stone floor.

“I trusted you, Darius. I believed in you... believed that you were one of us. Now, you’ve made your choice, and it ends tonight.” Darius’s eyes glistened with unshed tears, his voice wavering. “I never wanted it to come to this, Selene. I… I was deceived by the promises of power. I thought I was saving us, but I see now that I’ve doomed us all.” Selene’s face hardened, her resolve like forged steel. “Doomed us? No, you’ve given us a lesson. A lesson in the cost of treachery. You leave me no choice.” Her voice was a mixture of sorrow and icy determination as she advanced upon him. “For every ounce of loyalty you shattered, your blood will now seal the curse.”

He was so fucking exhausted because he had little to no sleep. "Apparently Draco, there's a new villain in town and they're called the creatures cursed by the sun." Damien said with a sarcastic tone and Draco frowned. "Huh?" Draco asked as he was confused by his statement. "Creatures cursed by the sun? What are you talking about? What is that?" Draco asked. "You know what, nevermind. It's just something Kira mentioned to me and she believes they have something to do with the death of our men." He explained briefly before letting out a yawn and stretching his hands tiredly.

“Dearest daughter. Let's get this over with please.” He said and I rolled my eyes at him x we were done with Dante, he has suffered a lot and the truth is we did need him alive so we drugged him, the doctor is right there with him to make sure that he will not bleed out and unlike him, I made sure I drugged him twice as much as he did to me because I didn’t want him to be awake yet, I didn’t want him to think that we cared enough to bring a doctor, I wanted him to be awake when we know the truth about the curse.

Kaden let out a snarl that sounded nothing like a man. Kael’s hand tightened on me until I felt his nails bite the fabric of my clothing. Darius stepped forward, breathing hard, fury rolling off him like heat. “She is not tied to anyone except herself,” he said. Damon laughed softly. “And the curse says otherwise.” My vision shattered again. Flashes of color. Dark. Light. Silver. Gold. Blue. My lungs seized. I coughed, choking on air. I hated this. Hated them. Hated the curse.

As everyone spoke their minds, blood drained from Lisa and Beatrice’s faces. Then a rippling, shrill scream sliced through the hall. Lisa went hysterical. She wailed loudly, grabbed Dad’s arm, shaking him and whining, her makeup smudged with tears. “Daddy! No no no! Please make it stop, Daddy! Draco is mine alone! Besides, Aria is cursed. She's no longer your child. Nobody knows if he’s telling the truth. She went near him on that stage and I know she bewitched him! My Draco will never act like this—”