Cursed Families Novels & Stories

My voice cracked on the words because I was certain that he did love me. Confusion marred her perfect features. “Is he sick?” Because truly, that would be the only other problem. “He's cursed.” I blurted out. “Cursed?” She sounded disbelieving. “Yes, cursed.” I spent the next few minutes explaining Brian's curse, his age, the death of his prior mates, and the future event of my possible death.

Our family was twisted but whole. Elena, round and radiant, knelt before me on the balcony one evening. “More lies will come. But so will more of this.” I filled her throat, then her holes again under the stars. Extreme pleasure. Unbreakable bond. The family curse lived on, in our blood, our lies, and our insatiable love.

She howled, picking me up from the bench by my sore arm. “I don’t really have a choice here..” I shot back, trying to keep my tone very low. “You think you can change him? I have been here longer than anyone else and I will tell you the truth. You can’t stay here with that man!” I swallowed the lump in my throat and slowly pulled my hand away from hers, “why not?” I asked and she scoffed. “Jordan is cursed! There’s a beast living within him and he won’t tell you this because he wants to trap you here and drain the life out of you until you have absolutely nothing to live for!”

We were the picture perfect family that the entire coven envied. But then a tragic disease struck so many coven of witches, killing both the young and the old. There were not much people who survived. Our family included. Veronica and I did all we could to keep them till the illness passed, or till someone found us a cure but we were too late. And now, we were all we had.

Each of the family had their own curses. For Dominick’s family. Their blood was simply too much that only their fated mate could take it and bear children for them. For Daniel? It was specifically explained by his grandfather that they won a lot of war as they were warriors in their past lives. They would simply continue to live in another’s body. With half of their memories on. Some reincarnated on their doppelgängers. And for the Renzo family. Paxton’s family? He doesn't know their curse specifically. But they hold something. A big secret.

The person that didn't know of my past and this curse that I have within me, the one that could save me from this misery and gives me another reason to experience life. During this whole period, when I was going through pain and anguish, my family didn't dare to speak on my behalf. My father was a gamma but I was an omega, he was my real father but I didn't share the same mother with my other siblings. I am their half-sister, my mother was a healer who got pregnant for my father. My father was forced into getting married to her against his will by the Alpha since my mother's parents refused that their daughter could give birth outside wedlock. It was a loveless marriage, my father disgusted

"Ah - the Kinski's! They were a prominent family. They owned giant corporations and many other businesses. Each member had a hand in the businesses, well, except for the geeky Waldo Kinski whose only passion is science and invention. But it has often been said that the clan is cursed." "Cursed? What curse?" asked Sanders. "Throughout the family's history," Phil went on. "There have been a couple, if not many, instances when a whole family in one generation have passed away, natural and accidental causes, leaving only one surviving kin, always male. This is the unfortunate thing that happened to the Professor." "Seriously?" chimed Alec with a disbelieving smirked. Phil nodded. "Those were the

“No, you need to heal!” “I don’t want to heal. I just want you.” My nanny once told me, “Every few decades, the Cross family gives birth to an heir with a strong body and weak mind, so he can easily go crazy and berserk, ruining himself and the family.” That was my family’s curse. And Kyle got it.

"But I didn't want to lose your trust." "What are you talking about?" I asked. "I-I'm sorry. I should have told you. The caves have a curse on them. My family, my vampire group, we used to live here. But one hundred years ago, the curse struck and killed everyone in my family. That's why nobody wanted to occupy these caves. But its not the caves that were cursed but my family. Since i am a member of the cursed family too, none of the other vampires would let me into their clan. The werewolves think, its the caves that are cursed and haunted, and none would occupy them. But that all false. The curse died with my family. I know it for sure. So, I just thought, if I could help you, maybe honor

"What do you mean?” Liam's eyes clouded and he fixed his gaze down to the rock. "This is where the bloodline was cursed. Hundreds of years ago, two families, yours and mine were joined in blood. A pact between wolves and healers. But something went wrong. There was betrayal, Violence and a curse was cast, damning the future generations of both families." Ariana's heart hitched. "A curse?”