Cursed Human Novels & Stories

Whispers sliced through the silence. “The cursed prince found his mate?” someone gasped. “She is human!” another shrieked, like I was a cockroach on their food. Then an absolute asshole yelled, “One is cursed and the other is a human slave. What a joke!” Excuse you, sir. You are the joke.

Atrocious replied, rubbing an orb on the armrest of his chair. "Reveal? What do you have to reveal?" Draco raised an eyebrow, realizing that it must be serious if Atrocious was acting this way. Atrocious was never one to think or worry so much about anything and when he does, it meant it was something to be taken very seriously. Atrocious sighed heavily, picked up the orb, and muttered a spell. The orb became surrounded by a mist of emerald color, and an obscure figure appeared within it. "It's a curse. Your brother, the Alpha King, is cursed."

I'm at the supermarket when an old woman I don't know suddenly grips my hand tightly. I instinctively shield my baby bump, but she says, "Someone has placed a swap spell on you. The dead baby is about to be transferred to your body soon." I think she's a liar, but she says, "Hurry up and try to make yourself vomit. You should try to throw up as much of that fish you just ate as you can."

It was one of the reasons I kept him close and also, occasionally, one of the reasons I found him exhausting. I stopped walking. He stopped too, looking at me, waiting. "Have you noticed something?" I said. He frowned slightly. "What?" "The ground," I said. "That sound it makes. That deep, low vibration that runs through the floor of the east wing every few days." I looked at him. "It hasn't happened once since she arrived this morning." Riven was quiet for a second. "So?" he said, but his voice had lost some of its certainty. "So the stories are true," I said. "The curse was never one-sided. It was never just something the Vales carried. We carry our half of it too, and we need them to surv

It has been a thousand years now and many third month of the full moon had passed but I was yet to meet the destined one. I opened my eyes which was filled with agony. My heart felt heavy from the burden I had been carrying for thousands of years. I regretted the day I had killed that innocent man thinking he was responsible for the death of my parents. What I didn’t know was the man had been cursed and whoever killed him would be the new host of the curse. Being able to live for thousands of years might be the longing of many wolves but not me as I was tired of repeating the same cycle over and over again.

I want to see how much he knows about my life and how much he can tell me without the using my claws. What aren't you saying anything? Am I not close to the truth? You are a Lowenmensch. Emmanuel says. "I have heard enough of you!" I say and I stand on my feet. "You don't have to walk away." I am here because I'm cursed too. Emmanuel says and I cannot move another step. What do you mean by that? I ask and he closes his eyes. "I am cursed, Cult." Although, I am not a Lowenmensch. I am black wolf, and unlike you that cannot love. I cannot have children. Emmanuel says.

I-‘ “Murdered! Killer! Cursed human! Execute her! Hung her head! A cursed woman murdered our Luna!” Coldness consumed heat as my body trembled with the deepest wave of fear. Furiously creeping and psychologically breaking my bones. The pair of hands strengthened their savage grip as I could no longer muster the energy to keep up with their pace. Not spared by the brutal stirring up of people-becoming brute animals, already snagging their claws preparing to gnaw their daggerlike canines at me to quench their thirst for cursed human blood.

Could it get any worse? “Wow! Dude. Did it just curse?” “Umm…hmmm… A creature that curses would be very delicious to eat.” “Are you guys, addled! Can’t you see that I am a human being just like you!” Vivian yelled in frustration. “What are human beings? Why would we be human beings? We are werewolves.” Vivian kept quiet after that. She didn’t have the energy to argue with these slow heads. Why did she come to this planet in the first place?

I nod, slowly, then. "Well, I want you to know that the curse exists. We don't know why it exists, or how, but it's plagued our bloodline for centuries. Our cruel tendencies and lack of empathy allow us to be the ideal rulers, to get this untamed race in line and create order. You already know a Gahndor's bite alone can kill, and I firmly believe that is part of this curse, too." My stomach drops, and I realize I'm in the presence of a beast as I gaze into Kohl's lifeless, golden eyes. Of a feelingless beast. I still have too much curiosity for my own good.

Din Black for quite some time to do the extreme suffering to humans, the making of the new variant of virus that is more fatal than the original that caused before a great population became extinct. THE CURSE OF TIME Humanoids have had an unbelievable and flawless plan of actions, that only nature became the secret witnesses for their cruelty. Humans remain unknowing of what’s the worse to come a day after tomorrow. That day when the children will never see the light of day, where mothers will cry the bitterness of tears, where fathers will remember the day of mourning, and lovers will kiss forever goodbyes.