Cursed Immortality Novels & Stories

I asked hesitantly. “A mortal wouldn’t understand what it means when immortality genes don’t activate in an immortal. Normal life?” Claude scoffed. “That concept is not just foreign to us. It’s absurd. It’s forbidden for an immortal to even think about death.” “Why?” I asked. “With a weak blood, death won’t just cross our minds — we’ll witness it, and eventually, we might yearn for it,” Vish murmured, her words hanging heavy in the air. “And craving death... that’s the darkest curse an immortal can inflict upon themselves. An endless curse.”

She nods her head. "Second, should he ever give in to this darkness, the immortality curse will only allow you to end him. You brought him into this life, and you will be the one to take it if he should ever embrace his dark desires" he demands. She only nods. My vision swirls again and I'm on an island with a huge castle surrounded by lava, fire, and ash.

"Even if it doesn’t feel real.” I pull her into my chest, holding her while she sobs bitterly. "You're supposed to be immortal," Danika cries. "That's what you are. So why are you dying? Why are you hurting me like this?" The question burns me like a red-hot knife. I close my eyes. "I was immortal," I tell her softly. "Until you." Her breath hitches. "The curse made me eternal," I continue, forcing the words out. "I couldn't fade, and I couldn't die even when I wanted to."

Until you have the seven of them all collected, you will take care of it, as any damage to any one of them will pose serious threat to you and your castle. You will face a terrible misfortune in case of any failure". "NOOOOO! STOP THE GAMBLE", Hugo yelled from the back. "Imagine! An eternal life, with immortality. Where whole world would bow to you! The ultimate king you will be. A little sacrifice that it calls for" "But do remember, there should be no successor to your family. As any heir to the throne will hinder the process of your immortality. Be ware. For the fortune. No sharer of the throne should carry it out along you"

Her eyes slightly glowed against the darkness of this room. "Did you see that?" she said, leaning her face close to mine. "There are abnormal things about us. All these predatory senses we have, not to mention our speed, strength, accelerated healing as if we don't have enough of that. Even our cells heal fifty times faster than normal human cells, so we hardly age. We are even faster than a cheetah and able to move like the wind. On top of that, we crave human blood. More badly than you could imagine. We are born to hunt, Vivienne. What makes you think your friends are safe around you?"

She’s not a mommy’s girl nor a daddy’s girl. Askar Is a 17 year old who is Hindu and Immortal. Who cannot be destroyed. His Ancestors' religion is Hindu, which haunts him. He doesn’t quite fit well in his family. It all changes when he gets turned immortal by his human mom who births him.. His life flashes before his eyes seeing his mom die while birthing him will hunt him for all the years he shall live. Sooner than later he is a vampire trying to fit in with the humans. He isn’t like any other vampire, he doesn’t thrust for human blood. He is more disgusted with it, that each time his dad brought home some human for him to try, he would instantly puke it out. But what he really craves is a

She screamed, making list of the people flinch and younger children cry in fright. "But you know what, I will leave and you will never see me again. Of course I won't leave without a gift for your unborn child, whether male or female, the child shall not experience the feeling of full wolf transformation. You can try to break the curse but you will fail and you will also beg to find me and you will also fail. This is my parting gift to you," she smiled deviously and just within a blink of an eye, Rebecca was gone. ~JASON~

Her form turned to black smoke, her essence stripped into nothing but only two fragments: One: a spark of lightening, too small to light anything but too powerful to be extinguished. Two: A soul, bound and chained sealed for use. And then the child spoke the final line. “Laura. You will be wolfless. You will not receive our parents love. You will be alone. Your mate will leave you. And I will make sure you don’t live to fulfill your role in the prophecy.” The orb burned. “You will be hated by all those who love you now.” The child held up the photo of a girl her age. Silver hair and brown eyes. Laura. “I am making you. The Cursed One.”

She tried to love me, but every time she looked at me, she was reminded she would never be enough for Theo Nash. "I am, "I say, holding back the floodgates as relief fills me. Damon has his wolf, so his healing is faster. He had an early forced shift protecting me from our grandfather, who is manic. Damon said it only happens to Alpha blood wolves who are under intense stress or their human counterpart is dying, and the wolf is strong enough to break the barrier earlier. If that gives you any idea what this soulless man does to children beats them until the brink of death, and not even our own father stops him.

I was an unusual child, I began speaking and walking flawlessly at only six months old, I had impeccable hearing also, of all my very special and strange abilities, I hated that one the most, because I’ve heard nothing but hurtful words. My eyes often randomly turns golden yellow and then goes back to normal, I grew up hearing parents tell their children to not have anything to do with me, I grew up hearing everyone say I was cursed and I brought bad luck to whoever gets involved with me. Ofcourse what would I have them think, even I knew that I wasn’t normal. I grew up watching family and friends desert my mother, leaving her with only me. The guilt plagued me. Her suffering was my fault. I