Cursed Families Novels & Stories

“Don’t worry, he’ll do just fine… No matter how strong headed Noah is, what he hates more is war… so I believe in him.” *** By midday… The capital had disappeared behind rolling hills. The road to the east was rougher than I had remembered. Small villages became fewer, dense forests replaced farmland. Even the air felt different. Rowan broke the silence. “You told me you found abandoned trails at oakridge right? “Yes.” “And Elias spoke of a forgotten kingdom.” “True.” I replied. “So what exactly are we searching for? I looked ahead. “The truth.” Rowan chuckled. “I was hoping for something easier.”

I suddenly felt enraged and like his words were suffocating me, “This is bullshit Adonis, my family’s curse that left me my whole entire life without my true family, you’re family’s curse that forces you to complete the mating process otherwise we both die. I’m so over all these damn curses already, I only just found my family Adonis, you are not taking them away from me, it’s not going to happen. So mark me and complete the process, but I’m staying here whether you like it or not.”

Before I could react further, Jess grabbed a chair and struck me, knocking me unconscious. It was only after my death that I learned the full truth. They had always been a family—Jess, James, and his mother. Jess was never just his sister; she had been brought into the family as his betrothed, their "child bride," chosen by my mother-in-law long ago. I, and later my son, had merely been sacrifices to their shared ambition, pawns in their grand plan. The hatred that surged in me at that memory was relentless, uncontainable.

Voice like thunder. “That girl.” He spat the word “was cursed from the day she was born. Haven’t you ever wondered why her hair was silver? Is there anyone in our entire lineage with such color of hair? She was a disgrace to this pack. A thief. A burden.” “George pleas—“ “ No!” He snapped, eyes glowing faintly “ Melody was a good twin. She trained harder. She earned her wolf. She deserves to stand in this family. Not Laura. I hope she rots in hell.”

“They call themselves the origin bloodline. The very first wolves. They say every pack today came from them. They never died out, they went underground and started pulling strings. Starting wars, killing Alphas who wouldn’t bow. Putting curses on bloodlines that got too strong.” Ethan’s face went hard. “Like my curse.” Luca nodded. “Exactly like your curse. Look.” He opened to another page. A drawing of a wolf with red eyes, just like my father had last night. Under it, the words CURSE OF THE UNBOWED. It listed the Veyron family name, and three others. Dante swore under his breath. “So my old pack getting wiped out twenty years ago wasn’t random.” “No,” Luca said quietly. “Planned. All of it

he asked as he stared her down. “Exactly. So what about this curse?” Deanna asked. “Let’s look up cursed families on the internet.” He said as he held up his phone. “What good will that do?” She asked as she looked at him as he began typing into the web browser. “Well, people who believe they are cursed like to reach out. I am guessing somewhere on one of the message forums about curses on families is one or more of your siblings and or cousins.” Max said. “It sort of explains why your mother and David only choose people from your grandfather’s side to go after instead of hers.”

His bloodline, the Remus family had been accused years past for a deathly crime committed, and not being able to bear the brunt of all the punishment, the remaining ones alive had left disassociating themselves from affairs concerning the great city. “So why does he think he can come to lay threats blatantly to me?” “You see son…” Fenris began, and he started another story about how Lucien’s family was directly connected to the Keanu Clan. “Oh well…” “Yes, there are many rumors of them actually owning the throne you are now on, and that his great grand father might have been the one to place that curse on you.” Fenris said and Adolph stared at him in awe. He couldn’t believe what he was hear

Thunder swallowed my scream. He thrust through it, savage now. "Take it!" Roared, spilling deep. Hot jets flooded my womb, pulse after pulse. Filled me full, overflowing, dripping out. But he didn't pull out. Stayed buried, cock plugging his cum inside. Rolled us careful, me on top now, still chained. His arms wrapped me, hands on my ass. "All night like this, niece. Plugged and bred." Rain pounded endless. He shared stories slow, voice rumbling in his chest. "Family curses run deep. Great-grandpa bred his sister, started the line. Madness followed—killings, secrets. But it binds us."

I began to read, each word pulling me deeper into the enigma that surrounded Ethan's family. The diary belonged to Ethan's deceased father, a man I had never met but whose presence loomed large in our lives. His words painted a picture of a man burdened by a dark secret—a curse that had plagued their family for generations. The entries spoke of tragic losses, unexplained phenomena, and the struggle to break free from the shackles of fate.

1696, St. Austell, Cornwall, England I awoke with an unusual burning sensation enveloping my entire body as I tried to open my arduous eyelids, but the smothering heat engulfed me, drowning me as I started to shake uncontrollably, impelling me to the darkness as I lost consciousness. However, before I was hauled to a bottomless gulf, I heard Amara's revoltingly aggrieved voice. “You will be doomed for an eternity of solitude and suffering, Caleb as you have scathe and betrayed my love for you...”