Cursed Genshin Novels & Stories

"We have less than a year. All of us. Unless the curse is broken." The words land like physical blows. A mug slips from someone's fingers, shattering on the deck. A woman near the back gasps, hand flying to her mouth. Two men exchange glances of naked fear. The celebration that had filled the air just moments ago evaporates, leaving behind something thin and brittle. "That can't be right," a voice calls out. "We've lived with this curse for generations." "Read it yourself," Gabriel says, his voice gaining an edge. "The curse has stages. We've been in the first stage – the inability to bond properly with mates. This is the second stage. The final stage."

I thought to myself, then I said to him, “ Good, it's okay to have a change once in a while.” We walked deep into the forest in silence, enjoying the quiet around us. After that weird moment when I saw my mother, I hadn't had a chance to relax when another piece of information hit us: the curse wasn't just a curse; it was artificial. Greed brought something that no one could control. Now, generation after generation is paying for it. Something that keeps bothering me is why I don't share the curse? Does being the Goddess's favorite play a role in that? So many questions with no one to answer.

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.

I buried my face in my hands and the metal scent of blood made me gag. What have I done? She was never supposed to see that side of me. Never. But she had. And now she’d never look at me the same way again. The curse. That damn curse. I had lived with it for so long, it had become second nature. But tonight? Tonight it reminded me that it owned me. I leaned my head back against the wall, blinking water out of my eyes. I was cursed by the Moon Goddess herself.

Soren said grimly. "This doesn't make sense," Tarlon said frantically. "Who attacks a Grimshaw Alpha on his own territory?" Pack members were gathering around us, all talking at once. "Has to be the Blackstone pack," someone said. "Or the Council," another voice added. "They've been watching us." "Shut up!" Soren commanded. "All of you, shut up and THINK!" But I could see it in their faces. The fear. The recognition. "It's her," someone whispered. "The curse is real."

“Any time they would make any progress, the wolves of the forest would come and ferociously attack them. The settlers’ solution was to enter into a contract with Malkouth and the genizem. They sacrificed to the forest with the blood of their children, their brothers, and neighbors, and gave them over to the spirits as an offering of peace. The spirits received the blood of the men and replayed the settlers with a gift: that by the spirits’ power they should become wolves more mighty than those which dwelled in the forest and terrorized the town. A select set of these townspeople would become hybrids, wolf-men endowed with the power of the genizem and connected to them. These special wolves o

"My Prince, you are awake.. What happened, I heard a loud thud and I rushed in to see you sprawled on the floor.. Are you okay?" I stated at him and back at myself... I am cursed but I am different.. I have been cursed since I was an infant and my cure is a Sheba but I am different now because she is my cure and she has healed me. Sarafina. "I think I have my memories back, Khan" * * *

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...”

'Cursed wolf.' Everywhere went deafening silent the moment someone in the crowd had uttered that statement and Tristan had halted on his track. Tristan clenched his fist with his eyes closed, trying to control the rage he felt. The people worried as they looked amongst themselves, trying to fish out who had muttered that word to avoid being killed for they knew Tristan wrath and he didn't waste time in getting rid of anyone who dared him. Cursed from birth, Tristan had to suffer the hereditary curse passed down to him because of the sins of his father.

I am not letting a curse produce more curses It replays in my head and my chest stings more. Ofcourse curse bring with it pain. I am cursed therefore pain is me.......