Cursed Lovers Novels & Stories

Both his eyes and touch bewildered me and I can't wait to meet him in the eclipse of ours that he told me. In this world where romance was the last thing that everyone wants me to experience and witness, I've never thought that a complete stranger will awaken the fire within me- a fire that was long locked because they think the word "love" will weaken the power that I hold and stop me from doing my responsibilities perfectly. "You will marry the Dark Wolves alpha." Those words from my father made me stuck in my place as if I was statued there right after I entered the palace where he was waiting for me.

Cursed by the one who hid and loved him. That his fire may do him harm should he use it. That his flame should bring him death should he wield it. Cursed was he and his descendants. By his blood and that of his love, his salvation locked away in the Deanton forevermore. Split in two by a sacred stone and scattered that no one might find it. Alas, For in the place called after that which blooms and the North of Norths so true, that which holds the cure in the centre may be found. With a sacred stone, the blood of the marked and of his lost love, they shall set free that which is bound."

We needed to let them know the truth, and maybe that would be better since it was certain that they wouldn’t want to let their daughter risk her life by being with us. Lysander gave me a questioning gaze, whether he should go ahead with telling everything, and I nodded in agreement. “Well…” he began, explaining everything from the curse Rowan’s mother had placed on us to Anita’s prophecy, to how our wolves had started getting stronger and finally awakened, to the wedding plans and how we discovered Anita’s full prophecy and schemes, which were the reasons why we did everything we did. “Tell me it’s a lie,” Tasha murmured, her wide eyes glistening with fear.

The cursed wolf rested in love. The light rested in love. Love was the quiet. And it settled. In the hush. In the fleeting. In the boundless. Always. The manor rested in love. The garden rested in love. The light rested in love. The love was the quiet. And it settled. For the fleeting. For the boundless. For the interval. The story was not pursued. It rested. Every evening. In every softening. In every presence. The cursed wolf rested in love.

“We both did. Execution, beheading, the whole hall laughing. Then I woke up here. Again. And again. And again. I thought it was poison, or maybe someone slit my throat in the crowd, but every time it happens, I end up back at that damned banquet.” My voice cracked. “Seven times, Orion. Seven. I can’t escape it. I can’t stop it. And every path I take leads me right back here.” I stared at him, chest heaving, waiting for the smirk, the mockery, the dismissal. Waiting for him to say I was crazy. Instead, he leaned back, folded his arms, and smiled like I had just told him the sky was blue. “Took you long enough.” I blinked. “What?” He shrugged. “You think you’re the only one stuck in this loop?

And the twins were its target. The forest answered with a guttural roar that didn’t belong to any wolf I had ever heard. The trees shook. Shadows twisted unnaturally, stretching across the ground like living claws. The glowing eyes advanced in a slow, deliberate circle, not rushing—hunting. Damien’s aura flared, violent and blinding. “These aren’t Council assassins,” he growled. “They’re Bloodbound.” My stomach dropped. Bloodbound wolves were ancient. Cursed. Beasts that fed on Luna power.

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’s about how the curse broke. You have always been curious. ” I tightened my grip on her hand. “ Don’t you fucking ruin it, Dustin. ” “ Apparently, the curse could break if two fated mates fell in love with each other despite not knowing their destiny and one of them marked the other after a sacrifice. You are a smart girl. I know you can make sense of the rest. You can absolutely understand who I am talking about. ” The fucker grinned at me. “ now, I am leaving for good, my friend. ”

"You caught me unaware with the question. But if you must know, I haven't been with any man. I think I deserve to know who Inessa was. This information isn't what I had to beg you for. For my peace of mind, who is she?" "Was. She was my first love. She wasn't my mate, but damn, we did love each other. Then, all the realms were at war with each other, there was utter chaos. Vampires were feeding on wolves and witches. Witches were using vampires are sacrifice for dark magic, werewolves practically went feral, and they were killing anything they found on their path. That's all you need to know, she was my first love." He stood up from the slab wanting to leave my presence when I stopped him. "

Simon pleaded. Jade took in a deep breath and exhaled. "Alpha Tristan has been cursed to never find love because of the sins of his father and so he was hated by his pack members. In order to break his curse, he is given a mission by the moon goddess, the one who had placed the curse on him,"