Cursed Marissa Meyer Novels & Stories

We were stuck there for seconds, staring at each other, both of us, dumbfounded and lost of words. "Hello, Layla" he greeted. He remembered my name, and again, I blushed at the way he called out my name. It sounded so demure and sweetening to my ears. I could feel a strong connection between the both of us. It felt as though there was just more to what was happening between us. I could hear whispers inside of me, a being within me whispering the words, "Mate!" I shook my head in denial. It couldn't be true. How could I, a slave since I came to understand life, be mated to a powerful alpha, the very one I came to spy on and give the necessary information to Alpha Alex?

It was a vision full of peace and happiness. He left the pack house and didn't care that he's skipping the wedding. "Go back to your pack! I don't need your help it's better to tend to your new Luna because that's what you want isn't it? I'm sure you planned this out with the commanders to kill Iris. All of you only see greed and power to side with the Alpha and gain his recognition. Go home you mutt Iris does not need you." Cayden was too angry to care of Marissa's feelings. He assumed right away that Marissa has done something to her. The woman sided with the demonic Elisa after all.

~Meara I stare across at Hazel, feeling myself growing impatient. She sits at her dining room table, flipping through an old book, waving dust out of her face with every page turn. The death's currently plaguing the pack haven't come from nowhere, and it's no coincidence they have started with Sire's rising. This is the curse, and the only person I trust to figure out how to stop it is Hazel. She seemed uncomfortable when Sire came in, shuffling back a few steps as he bent his head to enter.

Even in the grip of death, Carla poured every remaining ounce of her will into the curse. Ana and Fernand exchanged glances but remained unmoved. A faint smirk played on Ana’s lips. “Save your breath, old woman. There’s no such thing as curses.” Carla’s eyes fluttered shut. Her body gave one final shudder, then fell still. The grand room descended into heavy silence, broken only by the distant hooting of an owl outside. Back in the present, rain still pattered softly against the roof of their modest home in Marinduque. Ana’s face was wet with tears as she finished recounting the terrible story. The weight of twenty years of buried guilt had finally lifted, yet it left behind a hollow ache.

Not eager to spend a second alone with her, I turned on my heels to leave, only for her to grab my wrist. She didn’t even bother to hide the hostility in her eyes. “I bet you’re feeling pretty smug because the Luna stood up for you.” Furrowing my brows, I tried to pull my hand free. Marissa’s grip only tightened, and her nails sank into my skin. “Don’t flatter yourself. She’s only nice to you because of your dead mother. Too bad your mother was too weak to carry you. Hang on… Maybe it’s the curse in your blood that killed your mother tragically.”

She told me she knew what I was, despite the fact that I’d kept my nature hidden even from my own father. Wolf shifter, she’d spat. You’ll never find happiness. Never find love. Your humanity will be chipped away at over the years, until all that’s left is the beast. Unless you find your fated mate, and she loves you in return…You’ll be a wolf forever. Up until that moment, I’d never believed in witches or curses. Looking into her ink-dark eyes, I knew I’d been wrong. I felt it. She was a witch, and she’d fucking cursed me.

"Yeah, she came to me and said that she could treat my throat. However, she asked me to agree to the Fang family's conditions. At that time, Bettany kept the terms a secret. She wanted to make sure that I agreed to it before she treated my throat. So I rejected her offer, and she left the next day. I haven't seen her afterward." Mango made a gesture as she spoke. "Desmond nodded and said, ""I believe you. However, Marissa's death was somewhat peculiar. It seems like she died of a natural illness, but I always felt that something was wrong. The Fang family arranged her funeral secretly the night she died. Marissa was the only daughter of Mr. Fang, and she was his princess. Isn't it abnormal f

“ Ryan was her first mate. And I’m her twin. Our blood is alike. I can get close to her. I can summon my aunt. She’s a mountain witch. She specializes in dark spells, she can weaken their resolve from afar. Make Laura doubt herself and make her fail the trial.” Marisa smiled like a serpent. “Good. While she’s broken, I’ll get close enough to use this blade… One slice and the bond snaps. Damian will feel it. Confused. Lost. And I’ll be there, ready to soothe him, ready to become what she never could.” Melody chuckled “You really are twisted.” Marisa’s smile sharpened “ And you are no angel.” Just as they turned to leave the tower— Thud. They bumped into a solid chest.

“My father wasn’t selfish. You might think that he was after his contribution to your father’s death and the collapse of your pack or because he asked me to kill him… It is so he wouldn’t send the kingdom down a path we cannot return from… Without our mates, we become feral… violent, tyrannical. We lust after blood... "When my mother died, when he lost his mate, the curse restarted, he started to lose his senses, and he would lose time, like how I have before and awoken to a room full of bodies… Only a few elders know the details of this curse, sworn to secrecy, whereas the others are aware of an unbinding deal set in place, one where they wield more authority than the Alpha King… that is un

I laughed, the windows were tinted, practically no one would know what's happening in here until there's a bus stop or a unit force standing on the road. "It's a place for people like you, you made my sister tell you some of her secrets, I can't wait to tell her that you're not who you say you're. You're Irene, mated to Alpha Xavier, he's your lover and you're basically the reason Xavier dumped her, abandoned her and when she tried to stand up for herself she gets placed in a cell, where she's forgotten. She lost her child in that cell, do you know what it feels to lose a child. I would take pleasure in tearing your limbs and watch you suffer"She explains as tears rolled down her eyes, this