Cursed Genshin Impact Novels & Stories

Too— Weak. Alpha Derek of Edgeland leans forward, voice cutting. “Maybe if you focused more on finding the source of the curse rather than believing in some prophecy, you’d be able to heal your bloodlines.” The air turns volatile instantly. Gavin’s chair scrapes. “She will come,” he insists, voice shaking with restrained fury. “I don’t think you realize how much I’ve done to try to figure out what the problem is.” Alpha energy begins to press outward, thick and dangerous.

They spoke of his strength, how he cut through a pack of rogues single-handedly, how even death seemed to follow wherever he went. Elysia listened but said nothing. She didn’t know what he looked like. Only the name. Alaric Varyn. The cursed Alpha. The man whose soldiers had burned her home to ash. The man whose family’s war had ended hers. They said he was cursed, that his touch brought death. That no woman lived to tell of him. But Elysia didn’t care about curses. Curses were her mother’s craft, not hers. What she cared about was vengeance.

“Where I control myself.” Her gaze lifted to mine. “This is where you came… that night?” “Yes.” She hesitated, then asked softly, “Why does it happen to you…What's the beast they talk about?” I exhaled slowly. “It’s a curse. When it happens, it demands blood. The only good thing is that it makes me stronger in battle. Deadlier. But it also takes from me…eats me slowly” She stepped closer to me. “Then why did it take over when we were kissing?”

"Victor, I'm sorry to say this, but..." Victor turned to him, his expression impatient. "What is it, Josh?" Josh hesitated before speaking. "Lyrien is not someone we can deal with lightly. He's powerful, Victor. Dangerous. And the girl... Aria's power is out of this world. No one knows when her curse will go beyond control." Victor's expression darkened. "What are you trying to say, Josh?" Josh's voice dropped to a whisper. "The people we're going up against, Victor... they're not ordinary wolves. They're monstrous beings."

There were two glass jars inside with my head and kidney both soaking in formaldehyde. "What gives that bitch the right to be your wife? She even got one of your kidneys," Carmen snarled as she caressed the two jars. "That's why I took it out. I'm returning it to you now. What I can't have, I won't let anyone else have either. My godfather will be here soon. He'll kill all of you to avenge my father!" There was a glimmer of love in Evan's eyes as he stared at my head in the jar. He reached into his pocket and gripped the scalpel inside tightly.

“You indicated that the curse thrives on me — that it is sustained by my blood. Surely there must be a way to end it without endangering Reven.” Mira raised her gaze, her eyes mirroring the moon’s glow. “Every curse has a source — a bond that connects it to existence. To dismantle yours, you must uncover the mark that links your spirit to the Moon’s wrath. But that mark is hidden deep within the ancient grounds… beyond the Shadow Valley.” Selene furrowed her brow. “That place has been off-limits for centuries. No one who ventures there returns.” “Because no one possesses the blood of the true Luna,” Mira replied. “You do.”

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!”

She felt it was her responsibility, but she also knew she couldn't fight them alone, but she needed help from others, she thought. She used her curse which was "cursed speech". She was able to make something happen with just a word. If she was to say die to anyone they would die instantly, but that depends on how strong the soul of the person was. She used her cursed speech to curse three swords, that can be used to kill anyone that was cursed, with a stab in the chest. She wanted to do more but she couldn't, the cursed energy was too heavy for her mortal body to behold. The three she did take a toll on her body and she lost her voice. She wasn't able to speak or talk again since that day.

he began, “The child she carries is tied to a dark curse.” Murmurs echoed through the hall. Right then, I felt Zane’s arm tighten around my shoulders. Timothy continued, his voice growing louder. “The dark seed within Ceres has formed a symbiotic link with the unborn heir. If that corruption spreads, the entire pack will suffer the consequences.” “That’s just a speculation,” Sheila snapped from across the council circle. “It’s reality,” another elder interrupted. “The curse has no known cure.” Timothy lifted his hand, silencing the room again.

She screamed, making list of the people flinch and younger children cry in fright. "But you know what, I will leave and you will never see me again. Of course I won't leave without a gift for your unborn child, whether male or female, the child shall not experience the feeling of full wolf transformation. You can try to break the curse but you will fail and you will also beg to find me and you will also fail. This is my parting gift to you," she smiled deviously and just within a blink of an eye, Rebecca was gone. ~JASON~