Cursed Hand Novels & Stories

"Sorry but Master Ned's Parents have strictly instructed us not to allow anybody by that name in." "Please allow me to meet him once or give me his contact number."The gate was slammed against her as if forever.. Nancy hardly realised that she had been standing in front of the mirror undressing herself .Her hands automatically went towards the balls of flesh hanging below the collar bones .She felt that somebody had placed a one tonne weight on both of them.She wondered how it feels like to be smothered and caressed by male hands.She pulled them by their tips to relieve them from some burden.She was pressing them really hard .She never knew that one day her hormones would play this dirty ga

he curses. I use my hand that is wrapped around the base to tug on him in a jerking motion to cover the part I cant reach with my mouth. As I go faster letting my hand reach my mouth each time I go down his hands fly to my hair. The tugging sensation of my hair being pulled away from my scalp causes me to moan. Reaching with my other hand I roll his balls in my palm. "Shit" he curses as he jack knifes off the bed.

“You’re unbelievable!” I frowned immediately. “What happened?” “What happened?” she repeated angrily. “You rejected your pregnant mate publicly then banished her right after?” My body went still. “What?” “You heard me!” I stared at her confused. “What banishment?” Mira looked at me like she wanted to hit me. “Don’t act confused now, Arnold.” I grabbed her arm immediately. “What are you talking about?” She shoved my hand away angrily. “Gamma James gathered the elders and banished Leticia under your command!”

With her last ounce of strength, she placed her bloodied hand on his chest. “You will suffer,” she hissed, her voice trembling with power. “You, and all who carry your blood. They will feel my pain through gruesome deaths and never live past 40.” A dark energy surged from her hand, wrapping around Corvis like a suffocating shroud. He screamed, clutching at his chest as the curse took hold. Xoria’s body went limp, her head falling back as her life slipped away. The mirror swirled once more, its surface darkening until the image disappeared entirely. The room fell silent, the only sound my ragged breathing as I processed what I’d just witnessed.

He lifted his hand—Damion’s hand. A slow, wicked grin stretched across his lips. He laughed. And then— His chest tightened. A sharp ache in his skull. A pressure in his mind. A whisper. A whisper that wasn’t his own. The curse had begun. And it was only a matter of time before the madness took him completely.

Teacher Lavin claps both of his hands to Teo quick responses. “Yes, that's the reason why it was called the curse planet. Because every wolf and vampire that live there that get caught by someone that had the ability to hunt and tame or can also be called a ‘Hunter’ in the mouth of humans in there will burn them with fire alive and watch them scream in agony until they can no longer make any more sound”

She stretched out one weathered hand. A gentle silver light gathered around her fingertips. She pressed her palm lightly against my forehead. Warmth spread through my body. The raging pain eased slightly. Only slightly. The curse did not disappear. It merely quieted. Like a beast temporarily lulled to sleep. “You cannot remove it?” I asked, breathing heavily. She slowly withdrew her hand. “No.” “The curse is tied to your soul.” “It was never meant to be broken by another.” “Only the one who unknowingly became its beginning…”

My blood turned cold. From the shadows ahead emerged a large, powerful cougar, muscles rippling beneath tawny fur. Its golden eyes locked onto mine. I raised my hand instantly to summon my powers for defense. But there was nothing. I tried again, summoning the familiar silver glow. A sharp, burning pain flared at my wrist.I gasped, clutching the skin hard as if it'll make the pain stop. The black mark seated on my wrist, the Mark of the Cursed, seared like heated iron. The pain disrupted my focus, scattering my magic before it could form.

A small flinch could be seen from her at his words and this seemed to please him as he smiled,one which fitted his devilishly handsome face, sometimes it was as though he smiled knowing how well it fitted him and hid his tainted soul. "Not to worry,I have not come here for that,I do not waste energy on measly things" "Then why are you here?" "I wish to lift a curse" He said raising his hand,he pulled the sleeves of his left arm and right beneath his elbow was a writing,it looked like an ancient language and to a normal persons eyes,it may resemble a tattoo but alas,they were curses. "I cannot lift this" Linda said after assessing the writings. "And why's that,are you no witch?"

“Before that, I have something to ask you.” “Of course. No problem. Go ahead.” "Earlier, I accidentally saw the curse symbol on your right hand ...” “You mean this one?” Albert rolled up his arms, showing his hands, which were covered in a strange black curse symbol, so that they covered the man’s brown skin color. “This is the curse, the punishment I received for refusing King Phillip's decree." “King Phillip?” Raphael repeated. Albert nodded.