Cursed Island Novels & Stories

“Sell you a piece of information, for gold as payment.” “Okay!” The shopkeeper was thrilled, agreeing immediately without hesitation. “Any matter that can be solved with money is a simple matter. I believe that Alpha Levi’s information is definitely... hehe...” Levi laughed, his smile both sinister and malicious. “Starting from Passeggiata City, heading southeast, there is an island named Bandsasta Mountain...” Arista was shocked, turning her head to look at the speaker. Hearing his bitter laughter, “On that island, there are countless treasures, even more than in the fairy market.”

I look back at the paper and unwrap it, finding a handwritten note with the heading; the cursed brothers and their doom. Curiosity gets the best of me and I find myself reading the rest of the note. “The three brothers were once human, they lived in 1700s before they were cursed by a powerful witch because of their evil deeds; they were the first werewolves to never walked the surface of the earth,” Suddenly, I feel like I'm reading something I shouldn't but again, curiosity wins and I read the rest of the note. “The spell was both a curse and a blessing. It gave them immortality, riches and the wealth they'd always desired but then came their doom in the form of a girl who is said bare the

“That girl has no reason to be here. Why would she return to the island that she cursed?” “She brings misfortune wherever she goes,” the older man continued, each word like a knife. “Since the day she was born, storms have followed her. My wife almost died giving birth to her. The islanders call her cursed red hair child — bad luck.” The woman beside him flinched but said nothing. Edward’s jaw tightened. “She lost your grandchild,” he said quietly. “She’s grieving, and you talk about curses?” “That girl disobeyed us, ran away, shamed us. Whatever happened to her now — it’s on her.” the father shot back, his voice rising.

ZEPHYRINE's POV. I stood frozen, my mind reeling in shock. "Cursed!" someone shouted, and the word was taken up by others, echoing through the clearing. "She's cursed, she's cursed, she's cursed! I felt like I'd gotten the wind sucked out of me, that he had reached in and sucked everything from my insides out. The words cut deep, and a part of me couldn't help but wonder one question: Was it me? Am I cursed to have people around me die under these circumstances that are so mysterious?

“Yeah. There were two other guys and four other ladies including America.” “That’s weird.” I hear William speak as he continues to focus on his phone. “There’s absolutely no result for that island. Nothing.” “I told you. It’s a mysterious island but I am a living proof that it’s real.” I responded William. “Why do you think it doesn’t exist here?” Liv asks, he sounded serious now. “From my dream, I remember how the people on that island mentioned that there was a cursed lighthouse somewhere.” I continued, “The said lighthouse is completely invisible and it holds all of the people’s memories who have left LUAHU.”

It was a cold bleak morning on the island of Tribute when the king of the island, Greyson, summoned Jade to his presence. Tribute, unlike the other islands on the map, was off a wayfarer’s charts – it was even said that if a person’s heart was sincere enough, his prayers alone would take him to the island. However, half a century ago, a curse befell the island. It was said to be the result of a controversy between the late king, Greyson’s grandfather, and his concubine Xima, who turned out to be a witch.

Time was ticking and I had to leave the next day to find my way back to my era. "I just want to know the way to the isle of the blessed. That is all I need from you," I said. She looked at me again, the hesitation bubbling in her eyes. "You do know that the Isle of the Blessed is not a child's playground. It is the opposite of its name. It's more of a curse than a blessing," she warned. I narrowed my eyes, tired of hearing the same words over and over again. "That's the best way to get rid of an enemy," I muttered.

Then she revoke my curse. About the Tridax. The Tridax is a pole-like stick planted under the sea. It uphold every curse on the sea. Once the Tridax is broken every curse will be broken too. So, for us to breaker Salazar's curse, we will get my compass which is with the dutchmen, we will also get the map to the Tridax which is in an island along the north and go straight to the Tridax to break the curse.

Years ago, a witch cast a prophecy over me. She said I was the cursed wolf, an abomination who would bring the pack to ruin. My parents believed it completely. Locked me in the cellar that same night and left me to starve. My older sister, Sia, fought like hell to keep me alive. When the pack came for me, she stood in front of every single one of them, crying as she tried to shield me. "She's not an abomination. She's never hurt anyone." Because of those words, when the Alpha fell for her but still feared me, that so-called abomination, I volunteered for exile. Walked away from the pack forever. Before I left, I gave Sia a charm. Told her, if anyone ever laid a hand on her, just speak into i

What was even more terrifying was that the person behind this project was my ex-husband, Rick, a computer engineer. When he was designing the chip system, he used me buying a tie for my son as the test command. The result was that anyone with the chip would develop a deep-seated hatred for me and believe I was a monster who abused my child. In his supplementary command, he had programmed in a detail that the tie was what they made boys wear on Devil's Island. They would force boys to wear it before they used them. Thus, I went from being a mother dressing up her son to a monster dressing him up to offer him to the powerful and crooked.