Cursed Immortality Novels & Stories

“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

My wolf said. As seconds pass, the heat, the fire, the bones shifting. Muscles pulling tight. I cringed, hand clutching my chest. She’s coming… My vision blurred. A low snarl echoed in my mind. “You should calm down, Silver. I am trying to connect with the spirit.” And from across the square, Elder Mira turned to me, her blind eyes suddenly glowing. She walked toward me, moving faster than her cane should allow. She touched my cheek. “Silver Colt. The Cursed child born under the Blood Moon eighteen years ago.”

I nodded and asked, still feeling pretty shaken up, “I want to know how you are an immortal and could still have this reaction to the poison.” “Cynthia the term immortality is not about not ever dying anymore. It just means we are able to live much more longer than a mortal. I am also vulnerable but not as much as a mortal. Whoever did this, he must have used a stronger version, enough strong to make me unconscious.” I nodded before remembering how his beast was trying to come out, “Your beast was coming out.” At this his eyes honed on my injury which his paw gave me, he recognized it instantly, he groaned and a tear escaped his eye, “I did this to you?”

Bernard said, "Immortality? Is there a difference between being in a vegetative state and losing all of your memories? After that, he looked toward the basement and then at Yael lying on the ground, saying, "It's up to you whether you want to kill them. I'm leaving. Oh, and one piece of advice—learning techniques that will last a short time rather than forever is preferable. This is an old saying, but those who seek immortality are cursed." After saying that, Bernard exited the villa. Chad said to Hogan, "Kill the one in the living room first! Cut him open and remove his organs as specimens. I want to see how he will recover from that!"

Something about pure blood witches is a death sentance to us. “We need to get this working, we need to find a cure.” “Maybe this is just the way it is. We’re cursed, sure many chose to become vampire hybrids, but it’s a curse. Some curses can’t be reversed.” “Or, the curse is going to give us the power we need when we break it. Imagine going back to before, to immorality.” That sounds like a bigger curse. Maybe not for them, but for me, someone with a mate who isn’t a vampire, I’ll be set to never age and watch her die slowly. I’ll then be forced to live without a mate.

Nathaniel said warily. She ignored my brother as she went on. "This is no ordinary curse and it will take more than your charms to break it." I rolled my eyes, playing along. "And what will that be?" "A curse of immortality." I stared at her blankly. What did she just say? Immortality? She was way over her bloody noodle. Before I could respond, a burning sensation seared on my chest causing me to look down to inspect it. A breath caught in my throat as I looked upon it.

I roared back. “You see, my son. Humanity is a disease. We inherited this disease from the moon Goddess. The curse in Astrid is the cure to this disease. When the curse is fully awakened, I will channel it; it will be the key to Immortality. The entire generations of wolves will see me as the one and true Alpha God, and they shall all worship me. “You will destroy her,” I sobbed

The tanned man chuckled and said, “Three hundred years ago, we were all one. This dark immortal is a remnant from the ancient past, a traitor to human immortals. We share a common enemy, don’t we?” Adrian remained silent. With a dark immortal in their midst, cooperation was essential. These immortals had long fallen from grace and some were even addicted to alchemy. After becoming dark immortals, they turned bloodthirsty and cruel, taking pride in their demonic nature. They had severed their limbs and, in extreme cases, replaced their organs with those of dark beasts, believing it to be the essence of gaining power. While this gave them temporary strength, their growth eventually stagnated.

I grabbed him pulling him toward me. "No you can't do this to me," I sobbed as his lifeless eyes looked up at me. I rested my head on his chest overcome by my sorrow. I hadn't realized how much I had grown to care for him. Zavier cheered a sadistic cheer, a joyful celebration to him. I watched as a glowing light entered my body and I knew Van had done what he said, given me immortality but it was a cursed immortal life without him. I felt rage pounding inside me as I stood facing Zavier. "You killed him!"

The pain of the burning ground below her, and the thick air choking her had made casting anymore magic impossible. Maybe out of fear, or hope, she charged Death, pinning him to the ground. Death kicked her off effortlessly. He swung his scythe at her face, missing as the wolf transformed back into a woman. She tried backing away while facing Death. If she had the breath to spare she would have yelled for mercy. Death stood over her, his scythe to his side, blade pointed at her face. "This is why immortality is a curse. Arrogance and hatred take root, and no matter how much time passes, creatures like you always become a problem again. You're cancers that can't be lived with."