Cursed Hand Novels & Stories

The kind of room that said: this is a place where the work happens, without ceremony. Elise stood in the doorway for a moment and then, with the particular courage of someone who had decided to do the hard thing rather than wait for it to get easier, walked in and sat in one of the chairs. Wren sat across from her. "Give me your hands." A pause. Then Elise extended them, palm-down. The marks were visible even on the back of her hands—the dark tracing at the wrists, spreading inward along the tendons. Not as advanced as Sera had been at her worst, but moving. The curse had been working for at least a month.

"The curse is real." "No," I said desperately. "What do you mean, this isn't me!" "Four hours," Dante whispered, looking directly at me. "You've been here four hours and I'm already dying." "What do you mean by that? and if you think so, is this how curses work?" "Isn't it?" Soren asked coldly. "Your first mate died in a hunting accident. Random attack. Your second mate got killed by rogues. Random attack. The third mate just dropped dead. Random death."

"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

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.

I sit on the bed where he is laying and I cannot utter words from my mouth. It feels like it was only yesterday that we were torn apart and I thought he was gone forever. I hold his hand and I close my eyes to search for his wolf. “I am silent, holding his hand and searching for any part of him that I could wake.” The cursed knife is something I know nothing about and I have no idea what it is doing to him. Why will it not just kill if it is so deadly? Why was the cursed knife used only on Cult and not others who tried to attacked in defense?

"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" * * *

His wolf was getting out of his hand every passing day . "Stop me from turning to monster , Marcus . Stop me . I don’t want to be demon . Please , stop . …"Marcus heard Fire’s pleading voice in his mind. He felt his hand shivering and heart beat raising , listenibg Fire's plead . The rough voice of Fire was turned to normal calm one . Marcus took deep breathes to control his anxiety , seeing the sudden change , again What is happening to Fire ? Is curse started showing its effect ? If the situation goes on getting more and more severe . Then he wouldn’t be able to control , fire more .