Cursed Human Novels & Stories

Hope not! She found that dad had been avoiding her .He couldn’t look up at her.What action was he going to take?She had no means to contact her partner in crime.Was that a crime?NO,she had heard dad hint many times that it was natural for humans to seek their mates once they acquired biological eligibility for the same.Well so it was neither required nor sane for any adult human to control their passions.Men were born savage like any other animals they had similar instincts with the only difference that they could put on pretence.What was the need of all this struggle?Her interior was all storming up with the after effect of her first intercourse with ……well she felt shy to pronounce his na

"A human can do that too." "So she's not really a vampire at all?" "She might be one of those people who was born with a need for energy, but anyone can do that, humans and non-humans alike." "Well, she's a human without the humanity anyway, I should have..." I wanted to say something nasty, instead, I let out a miserable sigh, "I don't know what to do."

“Losing the Ashton family can cost us tens of billions, all because you couldn’t keep it in your pants.” “I had high hopes for you, Luke. I thought you would be the next grand patriarch of this family. Luckily, you showed us you aren’t fit for that position before it was too late.” He paused a little as the crowd anticipates his next sentence. The hall was dead silent, with everyone focused. Connor continued, “As the grand patriarch of the Von Aleister family, I hereby declare this Union cursed.” Luke stood in utter disgrace as cold sweat drips from his beard, his face was darkened with sorrow and his heart was boiling with anger. He looked around for Kenny, but it seemed like Kenny had left

The ruler at that time was Draco Vahemir - the strongest Vahemir there is to exist. Each and every member of the Infernal bloodbath pack is born with a special ability, their teeth contains poison strong enough to kill a person within seconds. They are not like every regular werewolf out there. They are stronger, faster than the usual werewolf. I flip through the pages and stop at a prophesy. It is a drawing. A stake in a lady's chest, she is in the arms of a man, his head buried on her chest. I flip to the next page, there is another drawing. The woman is in his arms, his head is backwards, his mouth is widened- he should be screaming. There is no caption in either of the picture. The drawi

she demanded at once. “I am cursed…or I was cursed.” I said and Kylo squished my hand. “My Luna and my pack went through a big tragedy, Alpha Zenith. A half-witch cursed her to be the misery of my pack, and after our coronation, the curse started to happen. And the only way to cut the curse was her death, we asked the Hybrid Reaper’s help but he created a bond with her. I hope you can help us cut it.” She looked at me, and pity lingered in her eyes.

All the while hearing his master explain their story. “In the beginning, they were harmless creatures; then humans found their hiding spots. That’s when the horrid experiments started on them. They were injected with the blood of the Kraken but reacted badly to it. They became too powerful for the humans to control so they just let them run rampant. These creatures have lost their sense of judgment and need to be punished. So just enjoy yourself, Drake.” Drake does enjoy himself greatly and within a few minutes completely decimates the Whitlock boss along with his lackeys. Drake then changes back to his human form and jumps up to stand next to Angel.

“A vampire? A werewolf? Some kind of—?” “I’m not human,” Cris interrupted, voice low and calm. He stepped closer. Slowly. “I was born cursed. I’m faster, stronger, harder to kill. I live with… urges I have to fight every single day. And I have to drink blood sometimes to stay balanced.” Ken’s face fell. Cris hated the look in his eyes—fear, betrayal, wonder, and disgust all at once. “But you’re not evil,” Ken whispered. Cris didn’t answer.

He hesitates to answer. “Cursed.” He mumbles, I heard him, but I wanted to make sure it was really clear, “What?” “There’s a group referred to as The Enchanted. They are unnatural creatures that don’t really fit in anywhere. The subgroup for me is Cursed.” He seems upset by it, maybe that’s why he tries so hard to help people. If I was known as a Cursed person I’d want to do whatever I could to prove people wrong. I feel like I understand Corvu a little better.

Without hesitation, I let go and let the beast take control. With each stride, I got closer to the cursed pool that had almost claimed me once as I thundered through the jungle, four paws rapping the ground with deadly rhythm. With its ragged arch opening like a beast about to devour me whole, the cave's mouth emerged into view. I changed into my human shape and rushed forward, bursting into the darkness without slowing. In the darkness, that foul, glistening water radiated a radiance too lovely to be anything but lethal. Like a live creature, it pulsed softly.

Cain drops to one knee with a strangled growl. “Not now,” he grits out, muscles locking. “Not—here. Lyra, run—run now—” But I’m already moving toward him. My wolf lunges to the surface, snarling in defiance. “I’m not leaving you!” His head snaps up, eyes bleeding back into that molten cursed gold. Too late. Too late. The curse surges up, devouring the human in him. His hands hit the dirt, claws forming. His spine arches.