Cursed Eye Novels & Stories

More than a century ago, the mighty Dolion Black Starkov was just a baby, born with a curse that would haunt him for eternity. His red eyes, a rarity among Lycans, sparked fear and trepidation in the hearts of the adult Lycans. The mere sight of him made them recoil in disgust, and the elders condemned him as an abomination.

Its head lifted slowly, no eyes at first, just a smooth surface etched with symbols that crawled and rearranged themselves. Then the eyes opened. Blue. Blinding. Endless. The curse inside me screamed. I dropped to my knees with a broken gasp, the pain slamming into me like a physical blow. My vision blurred, blue bleeding into everything. “No,” I whispered. “Make it stop.” Kaden dropped with me instantly, hands gripping my shoulders. “Do not look at it. Look at me.” I tried. God, I tried. But the Arbiter’s gaze locked onto me.

My red eyes could have also given me away. “You are unhappy,” she says softly, her eyes holding mine “Your soul has suffered for so long, but it’s not even the end,” her eyes darkened. I nodded my head because I thought I understood what she meant. My suffering will know no end because I was cursed. I was bad omen, and what my parents did will haunt me for as long as I lived. As soon as the Prince was done with me, I’ll be discarded like a piece of overused dress and then my life will go back to being as meaningless as it was before.

His jaw was clenched, a muscle ticking there, golden eyes fixed on me. In another life, I’d thought those eyes were beautiful. Now, in the light of the blood moon, they glowed wrong. Too bright. Too sharp. Like something other than human was staring through them. They called him the cursed Alpha of Blackmoon behind his back. I’d heard the whispers in the pack house: He’s dangerous. He goes black in the eyes when the curse takes him. And when he loses control… someone always dies.** Tonight, that someone was me.

,Thalia was angry. Aunt Alice saw that the atmosphere was so tense, but she was surprised by Thalia's angry attitude, she pulled Thalia's shirt, but teacher Luc stopped, Mr. Willinos smiled: "Little girl, it's not natural that your eyes can't see anything, and it's not natural that you've changed your eyes five times to succeed. This means that this curse has chosen you, choosing you to be next. However, not being the chosen one means you only have one way to die, you have the right to choose, you can choose not to participate in this. However Thalia, there have been three deaths since the curse began and that number could increase. You are not alone, you have Giselle, her eyes and I will he

We look at it, it is the same size, feature and body with that monster I was fighting but this time its color is white, golden eyes, a symbol like of the symbol we usually see that indicates fire right on its forehead and he really look like a big lion. “That symbol, this creature is one of the creatures being cared by the goddess.” “He is cursed; he showed me what happened in a vision.” I said weakly since the pain is now taking over me. I look up at Vlash and he looks at me, I whimper in pain when I feel this intense pain coming from my now aching body. “Riri!” Vlash’ worried voice is the last thing I heard before I lost my consciousness.

I can't let her come in-between my senses of reasoning. I paced to the study room and picked up the book I have on my table. I have not been able to get to another page. I am just at one page ever since. The curse is something I wouldn't love anyone to know about because I don't know how to break it. The curse is a difficult thing and now that she has known, the bond from our fate would act as a catalyst to put us together. I couldn't really concentrate on the book. I will open a page, read small. Before I know it, I am already thinking heavily again.

“Her wolf has awakened. Her core has healed from the damage of years that your love did.” Her words felt like a blade over my wounds. How could my love make her suffer that much, and my distance soothed her? Grandpa was right. If I stayed away from her, she’d heal naturally. And now she was healed. She had a wolf and that too special one. It could mean the curse had broken. My eyes brightened.

"The curse is real." "No," I said desperately. "What do you mean, this isn't me!" "Four hours," Dante whispered, looking directly at me. "You've been here four hours and I'm already dying." "What do you mean by that? and if you think so, is this how curses work?" "Isn't it?" Soren asked coldly. "Your first mate died in a hunting accident. Random attack. Your second mate got killed by rogues. Random attack. The third mate just dropped dead. Random death."

The investigation report was a human experimentation log. Anyone who owned an Arclight device was implanted with a microscopic chip the moment they touched it. The chip was nearly invisible to the naked eye. Its function was simple. It made the implanted person carry out a command without question once they received the instruction. That one command would be enough to make the implanted idea impossible to remove. It was terrifying. What was even more terrifying was that the person behind this project was my ex-husband, Rick, a computer engineer.