Cursed Lovers Novels & Stories

He asked with anger as Luther replied, "Before we found Rena for the first time. Don't worry. That's Kyle, the man who was supposed to mate with her before I snatched her away from his grasp. Now I want him to reject her. And once our beloved Rena accepts his rejection, she will be able to find her mate and they will mate and break the curse." Luther enlightened his brother with a sick smile. Cyrus glanced at Luther carefully, "And let me guess you think that her true mate is going to be you?" He said as Luther shrugged his shoulders. "I'm the one she is attracted to. I'm the one who found her. I think fate is trying to tell me something, but I know better than to put all my eggs in one bask

Meet Elissa, a simple girl living a normal life, whose life takes a twist when her rich dad decides to marry again. Feeling upset, she goes to a bar for the first time to forget. There, she has a one-night stand with a guy who, surprise, happens to be the son of her dad's new fiancée.

Her wayward breath hitched and she found herself given to the heat of lust that filled her young body in anticipation of what her rather skillful lover had in store for her. Cordelia found herself in awe of her noble lover, the rather surprisingly regal fisticuffs champion and frequent bar dweller, she had known he'd come from some sort of wealthy family but knew very little about him since he'd first taken an interest in her to the point of claiming her virtue and painting rather wondrous works of her in the secret confines of his tavern room.

All the while hearing his master explain their story. “In the beginning, they were harmless creatures; then humans found their hiding spots. That’s when the horrid experiments started on them. They were injected with the blood of the Kraken but reacted badly to it. They became too powerful for the humans to control so they just let them run rampant. These creatures have lost their sense of judgment and need to be punished. So just enjoy yourself, Drake.” Drake does enjoy himself greatly and within a few minutes completely decimates the Whitlock boss along with his lackeys. Drake then changes back to his human form and jumps up to stand next to Angel.

He explained and held both of my hands, kissing them softly. "But what does that promise have to do with this marriage? If I'll be guarded and protected my entire life then don't you think that it's my right to be allowed to fall in love at least?" I asked the question that had been on my mind since the mention of marriage. "Listen to me dear, I'll be completely honest with you. I'm against this marriage as well, I don't want to have to marry you off to a complete stranger but I'm helpless in this situation. You just turned 18 a few days ago so you're eligible for marriage, it's my wish to see you fall in love and get married to the man of your dreams but the goddess seems to have different

I cursed at my moon goddess for having to put us through this! I was so enraged at her when I first realised my mate was in fact a vampire. Why us? Why wasn’t my mate another werewolf like every other wolf I know? Why had I never heard of this kind of bond before? No one had ever spoke of a vampire and werewolf being mates in all our history. This shit just didn’t happen.

Xavier murmured. I didn’t answer. My attention stayed on the wolf’s silhouette outside. He still clung to the idea of a destined mate, even now. Xavier too was dangerously attractive for someone dead inside. They both had a chance. I… did not. Women flinched when they saw my cursed face. Not one of us could complete the curse alone. It was all or nothing three loves found, or eternal torment for every soul under this roof. And because of me, they were running out of time.

Everything suddenly began connecting in ugly, horrifying ways. The favoritism. The manipulation. The strange pressure to marry. The six men. The curse. The contracts. The inheritance. God. “Oh my God…” My voice cracked weakly. Madam Lavinge continued carefully. “The marriages were never truly about love, Lila. They were about weakening your hold over Blackwood piece by piece until the transfer could be completed.” I turned back toward her sharply. “Transfer?” “The curse binds inheritance through sacrifice, betrayal and succession.” My heartbeat pounded violently.

They spoke of his strength, how he cut through a pack of rogues single-handedly, how even death seemed to follow wherever he went. Elysia listened but said nothing. She didn’t know what he looked like. Only the name. Alaric Varyn. The cursed Alpha. The man whose soldiers had burned her home to ash. The man whose family’s war had ended hers. They said he was cursed, that his touch brought death. That no woman lived to tell of him. But Elysia didn’t care about curses. Curses were her mother’s craft, not hers. What she cared about was vengeance.

But the pull grew stronger every day. Love? That stupid word was impossible for someone like her, she was cursed and wolfless, her spirit so weak it barely stirred. Yet jealousy clawed at me whenever Darius neared her. Even now, after I told him to take her, the thought of them together ripped me apart. Blame the mate bond, I told myself. It forced this madness. No way a Veylor would fall for a Duskbane, they were cursed. A knock rattled the door. I ignored it, continuing my pace, sweat beading on my forehead.