Cursed Lovers Novels & Stories

having said that, he left! I was standing on the rooftop all alone and my mind was lost, I arranged this party to torture him but didn't dare to say a word in front of him. My silence made me furious and suddenly something came inside me, a strange power and with all my force I shouted from my rooftop "RONAN, I WILL MAKE YOU FALL IN LOVE WITH ME!"

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~

Casper felt sorry for her, he helped her wipe her tears. "So I felt I could get Gregory but I still didn't get him because I am a cursed child." "No, you are not." Casper tries to console her. "Did you know why my real parents gave me up, is because I am destined to bring them bad luck." "Silly, if you think you are cursed, what about me? How do you think, I feel knowing every day that my mother, the one person that didn't give up on me, caused her death? I didn't want to get married because my first love left with another man because I had no money, I hated women, and I stayed away from them until my mother asked that I get married but the truth is, I don't want to, I don't have any girl in

Because, damn. If they didn't solve destiny's riddle, that was it. The End. Three centuries of love lost and never found would become the permanent fate for both their families. Any hope for soul mates and ever-afters would cease to exist, leaving "the curse" the reigning champion. History proved one or both of them would die at an early age. Tragically, no doubt. Or, if they were lucky, live long enough to wallow in misery and self-loathing, pining for one another after something had wedged them apart. And assuming they did pull off this little miracle to complete the appointed task, the Venatores were after them. Plus, Riley and Tristan still had their parts to play. Alongside Fiona and Ce

Volume nine has four more entries referencing the Moreau working over the following two years, as Beatrice Ashworth followed the story the way scholars follow stories, with the patient accumulation of additional data. The second entry, from January 2000, describes the mechanics as Beatrice understood them from her correspondence with the New Orleans branch: The Lover's Ruin operates through the following mechanism: upon inheritance of the target's fortune, the heir inherits the curse simultaneously. The curse compels the heir to destroy their truest love through pride, cruelty, and self-sabotage. The stronger the genuine love, the stronger the compulsion to destroy it. Duration: indefinite.

My voice cracked on the words because I was certain that he did love me. Confusion marred her perfect features. “Is he sick?” Because truly, that would be the only other problem. “He's cursed.” I blurted out. “Cursed?” She sounded disbelieving. “Yes, cursed.” I spent the next few minutes explaining Brian's curse, his age, the death of his prior mates, and the future event of my possible death.

And it has brought them together again — one final time. A tragic, intoxicating love story set in the heart of winter — where fate, curses, and memory collide. Will love conquer the curse this time… or will the past repeat itself in blood and ruin? ✨ Coming soon: The Lycan's Flame (Book 1 Of The Eternal Bond Series)

"Don't do it," he yelled. "Elara! Stop!" I wanted to, so I gave in to it... gladly letting the darkness take me with it. ****** She was wolfless, powerless, and marked as an outcast. He was born ruthless, powerful — an Alpha feared not just in the packs, but in the underworld where blood and power rule. When Elara discovers her fated mate is the man who destroyed her pack and crushed her world, her life begins to fall apart again. He should be her protector… but to him, she is nothing but a liability he cannot afford. But fate is merciless. They tried to fight it but their bond burns too fiercely to be ignored. Will Elara risk her heart and safety for the mate who ruined

Ethan clutched his head in despair, his voice raspy as he said, "It's not like that, Amelia. Please believe me. I've always loved you and Heidi. I never thought something like this would happen. I really—" "Shut up!" I interrupted him, my rage burning, "How dare you say you loved us? If you really loved us, this wouldn't have happened! You're nothing but a hypocrite and a scumbag!" He knelt on the ground, overwhelmed with hurt as he endured my fury. Then, he pleaded, his voice filled with deep remorse and despair. "Amelia, go ahead and hit me, cuss at me. It's all my fault. I'm responsible for Heidi's death..."

"Because I found something at the Bodleian. Old texts from your time. Writings on spells, curses, witches. I have been working on them for days, trying to decipher them. And I think I have." He handed me a book, his notes marked in the margin. "I think what we felt when we kissed was not just us. It was the curse. Reacting to you. And to me." I blinked at him. "What do you mean?" He guided my eyes to the passage he had underlined and read, his voice low and steady. "It says: Only the kiss of true love, the union of fated souls, creates a ripple strong enough to shatter the curse." The words blurred. A cold that had nothing to do with the window crept up my spine. I let out a sudden, incredul