Cursed Eternity Novels & Stories

" I am certain , turn back time and I am willing to suffer " " If this is what you wish for " said Etah as he raised his hand in the air and rotated his fore finger in anti- clockwise direction " I turned the time back and you shall return but remember child , turning back time is against the law but I shall do it for the sake of protecting this world . Immortals cannot be punished but mortals will be , from now on - you are the one who will carry the curse of life . The curse will never fade until you make it upto the one you owe the most " Etah vanished in thin air and left behind Lilian who was still crying while clutching on Rogue's body .

He remembered the Dark that had been pursuing the entire Eridanus genus, turning them into bloodthirsty murderers. This curse was like no other because it was an innate one. It was called “Hunger of the Dead”.

After all, at the end of everything, we would come back in each other’s arms. As we are cursed for eternity. Cursed of being together forever.

He bit his lip, poured the blood into the tempest, then he said in a lowly yet clapping of a thunderous voice, “Immortal once suffer a huge defeat. However, you exist amidst the luxurious of their sacrifices. Surely, you leaving now and the disappearances of the path of eternity...is a defying existence!” The words that uttered barely reach the boy ears. This boy is none other than Eterfinite! The time the words reach him, his entire being tremble and a his eyes lit up with the gold light. In an incense worth of time, just as the light disappear in his eyes, the tempest shattered and reveal the death of all the living things in the mountain! In an instant, they all turn into dust, leaving no

A freak accident that left me completely alone in the world. But now, I couldn’t help but wonder. Were they werewolves too? Had they known this would happen to me? Alaric said the curse didn’t activate unless you killed someone. If they were werewolves, had they never triggered the curse? Or was it something else entirely? I glanced at the window, where the light of the setting sun was fading, giving way to the night. The full moon was coming. I could feel it—a strange hum at the back of my mind, growing stronger with each passing moment.

Defeated, I let the sensations of his lips to travel in me as he whispered huskily, "Embed my name deep into your soul because you can't escape me." ,

Serenity shook her head. "Just help me to break the curse." "It's not easy, the state in which you cursed him was emotionally powerful. It had hate, anger, mistrust and mourning... That curse is strong. Not to mention that it's given by one of the powerful witch..." Sabrina said and Serenity looked away in guilt. "Augustus can revive people" Serenity said. "If he kills her and revive her back then will it work... There must be some loophole in it." "Augustus can only revive those people whom he has killed... He might revive her back but there are chances that the curse won't break and if she dies out of natural causes then he can't revive her"

Erin seethed, pounding on the dungeon doors. "Uncle Malcolm! How could you do this to me? My pack, the Blackwoods, are the most powerful in the city!" He paced, fury burning within. "Killing Elder Edgard, a lowly family, shouldn't warrant my arrest. He hid the truth about his daughter being a Cursed Wolf, deceiving our pack and others. He deserved death!" Erin's anger boiled over. "I'm the Alpha now! Everyone falls under my rule. I've worked tirelessly to reach this level, to earn my place. Why would you deprive me of my rightful title?"

PROJECT ASCENSION: FAILED. And beneath all three: PROJECT ETERNITY: ACTIVATED. Ethan stared at the screen. The room went silent. Jason whispered. What is Project Eternity? Ethan looked toward the darkness. I don't know. Then somewhere beneath them, something began to breathe. Once. Twice. And a woman's voice whispered from the darkness. Welcome to the real beginning.

Sachem Nadura said and gazed at the cloud of strength that was clearly visible to all directions of these Eternal Prisons. His eyes concentrated and punctured through the camouflage of power upon the vortex of its origins. At the center was a boy. A marred being coupled with his list of sickness. His broken body may have been spectacularly pitiful but what called Sachem Nadura’s attention most was the tattooed symbols on the forehead of the boy. It was the mark of the Cursed. Someone who has done an unforgivable sin in his past life. And not just one but a whole lifetime of evil and immorality.