Cursed Eye Novels & Stories

Inside the speeding car, Aria's face contorted in anguish. "Eluned's dead because of me," she whispered, tears streaming down her face. Lyrien reached out, attempting to comfort her. "No, Aria, it's not your fault," Lyrien said softly. But Aria shook her head, her voice rising. "My curse...it's happening again. I'm losing everyone I care about. I'm the cause of every downfall." Erith's concerned gaze flicked to the rearview mirror. "Aria, please—" "No!" Aria screamed, her eyes blazing. "You don't understand. I'm cursed. I'm a plague."

From hindsight, I saw that Rylan had also transformed and was giving me a hot chase. My body felt weak and my heart burned with pain and unshed tears but I couldn't stop. I had lost two mothers in one lifetime, I must truly be cursed. Siri had died because of me, I would never forgive myself for this. I deserve all of this, I'm a bad person.

"You wanted proof, didn't you? Is that enough for you?" He raised his brows as he spoke. He seemed drunk but not in liquor. He was drunk in whatever was making his eyes switch colours like that. "W…..w…. What do you mean?" I stuttered, shaking in fear. Had he been married before and then killed all seven of his mates? What else did his curse comprise of that I didn't know?

Then the doctor ran in as we stepped back and Xavier growled as he was male, unmated and unmarked as far as we could tell. "I came as quickly as I could, alpha, what's going on?" he asks, looking at the unconscious girl in front of me. A gasp of fear and shock escapes him and he backs away. "You have to kick her out!! I cannot treat her! She's the Cursed Rogue!! She matches the description perfectly! Alpha, she cannot-" I snapped. "SILENCE!" Xavier roared. It was rare for our wolves to actually speak on their own like that without their human counterpart, but in this instance, I was right along with him. The doctor instantly closed his mouth and bowed his head in submission.

I couldn't see his face but I knew, my thundering heart could feel it was him. I tried to open my eyes until I saw the burning chapel and people panicking. What happened? I looked up at the man who was carrying me. I stared at him until my vision got clearer and I met his eyes; it was him. I held his cheeks as my .tears started falling again. I remembered everything. "I--love... you," I whispered. I felt my back on the ambulance bed. I closed my tingling eyes again as I felt dizzy. But now I remembered everything, we have been cursed.

The power radiating through the little bundle , cause his eyes to glow in pride . Ahh his son .. Fire mumbled as he growled possessively .He ..His vibes are so strong from birth only .Truely he is our son ." Fire told enthusiastically as they drank the appearance of the heir . "He looked replica of his .Except his eyes which were closed by his lips " Marcus thought as he looked intently towared the sleeping child . Curious to know whom his eye belong to . May be the chuld knew what his father intend to do ? Or want to suffer ?

I said at last. "Honey, I don't think you should see that now," "Please, mom," I insisted. She hesitated for a moment but then opened the nightstand's drawer and took out a pocket mirror before handing it to me. I held the mirror in my hand. I almost let out a terrified shriek. There was a pair of glowing eyes staring back at me. They had liquid golden rings around the pupils, which seemed to glow literally in the dark. As if Mom didn't want me to witness too much of that, she turned on another lamp by the nightstand, the light quickly outshone the golden hue of my eyes, making them return to their natural shade again.

Eye of the Beholder is a threat level 4 monster, it's a being of terror to be exact. In Fantasma a single of this monster able to flat an entire large city in a single night, Eye of Beholder was just a oversized single eye with a thousand tentacle around it. The reason why this is monster so highly feared wasn't because it was physically strong, in fact it was quite weak, but it has a whole arsenal of Curses, status attributes ailment attacks and a whole bunch of magic spells. Certainly due to it's annoying abilities, it was ranked as a disaster level existence.

" A pair of crimson eyes opened as a black flame flashed behind the altar. The curse's legitimate heir was back.

My vision blurred, and I had to blink rapidly to clear the haze of tears forming at the edges of my eyes. The text was dense, but a crucial word stood out: "However…" My eyes widened as the passage continued, hinting at a detail that might explain more about the illness's nature or its origins. "Should the symptoms persist, it is said that the curse might—" I anxiously flipped to the next page. "Luxuria?" A voice called, and a knock on my door jolted me out of my research. I scrambled to my feet as the knock startled me, hands fumbling to shove the heavy books off my table, hiding any trace of the knowledge I was desperately trying to uncover.