Cursed Mha Novels & Stories

I was an unusual child, I began speaking and walking flawlessly at only six months old, I had impeccable hearing also, of all my very special and strange abilities, I hated that one the most, because I’ve heard nothing but hurtful words. My eyes often randomly turns golden yellow and then goes back to normal, I grew up hearing parents tell their children to not have anything to do with me, I grew up hearing everyone say I was cursed and I brought bad luck to whoever gets involved with me. Ofcourse what would I have them think, even I knew that I wasn’t normal. I grew up watching family and friends desert my mother, leaving her with only me. The guilt plagued me. Her suffering was my fault. I

Her thoughts felt tangled, pulling her in directions she did not want to follow. “You do not know what I am,” she said. “No,” he agreed. “But neither do you.” That unsettled her deeply. Elsewhere in the fortress, Alaric stood alone in his private chamber, staring out into the night. He had left Elysia’s room because remaining there had become dangerous. Not to her, but to himself. The curse lay beneath his skin as it always had, a constant presence he had learned to live with. It was absolute. It did not warn. It did not fail. It killed instantly and without exception.

“Then we begin. Let no one know of this. It stays between us. If the council gets word of this!.The shame falls on our house.” ——— The next day unannounced Marisa arrived at Blackmoon pack house. Through the SUV’s Window she looked at the property in awe and excitement. “Once Damian marries me and forms the alliance… we will use my weapon to shatter Silvermoon pack. And if he resist’s me…” She smirked coldly “The same blade will destroy him”. She stepped out of her car. Touched her bag. Feeling the blade she smiled. The secret weapon.A cursed Relic stolen from Silvermoon’s old ruins.

Instead, all I can hear is the frantic pounding of my heart, hammering so hard it feels like the entire room is closing in around me. "He's doing what he always does," Mara says. "Pretending he can take care of everything. Fixing problems. Making people feel comfortable, safe, and looked after. And he does it beautifully. Nobody does it better, I'll give him that." She pauses, her expression turning grim. "And then the curse takes them anyway. And all the flowers, libraries, and pianos in the world don't change what they find the next morning." She sits back, crossing her arms loosely.

, I step her back and we can all hear her back crack as Mrs Bahedia yelps, Aiden and Mr Bahedia howl and everyone else there howls too. "You forget who I am. I am Sasha Vahemir, the heir to the throne, the sourde de san, the hybrid. I was fine with the humiliation five years ago because it was thrown at only me but this, this was thrown at the entire coven. And the coven is a place I don't joke with. My family are my life and you ridiculed them. You just peeled open a wound that took years to heal? Did you expect I'd sit calm? No darling. No. I am not the Sasha from five years ago.", I apply another pressure and her back cracks even more, I kick her and she flies to the end of the room, her

The more he thought of his life, his mission and the things that could possibly happen, the more confused and worried he was. He had never been one to back down from a challenge but he was having two doubts. He began to have imaginations of him dying in this world and not going back to that world. 'Cursed wolf' That word resurfaced in his head and he recalled that was when it all started. That was when he decided he was going to break the curse because he couldn't stand the hate and disgust in the eyes of his pack members whenever they looked at him. Just as Tristan came down from his car, he saw Jade behind the man he was coming to meet.

Now, it would take more than telling everyone the truth about Elijah and Caleb, to regain their trust and loyalty. "Are you there, Zeta?" Cyrus checked if I was still hearing him through the mindlink. "Yes, I am." I answered curtly. I needed to prove to them that I wasn't cursed. But there was nothing I would be able to do that if even I still find it hard to believe that I wasn't cursed. "So if there's no curse mysteriously killing the wolves I courted in the past, why and how had they all died?" I asked no one in particular.

The curse that had been casted on Conrad was not something frequently being done, it was really hard to even gather the stuff for that kind of curse and for someone to go to the limits to cast that spell made me realize that the person must hate The Prince with their entire heart. "You know about my condition?" His facial expressions were not hard anymore, he was in an urgent need of help and I wouldn't blame him. It seemed as he had wanted to talk about his condition with someone, someone who would understand him and might even give an insight on what was happening to him. Usually a person would only stay alive for a week in a such curse, but he was a powerful werewolf, a very rightful heir

"My Prince, you are awake.. What happened, I heard a loud thud and I rushed in to see you sprawled on the floor.. Are you okay?" I stated at him and back at myself... I am cursed but I am different.. I have been cursed since I was an infant and my cure is a Sheba but I am different now because she is my cure and she has healed me. Sarafina. "I think I have my memories back, Khan" * * *

Marcus thought worried . " hhaa hahaha when the trust is breaking , mate bond is changed to hate, it's the time for the curse to overpower.Its the time of change of fate . Let's see what happen next?" came the sinister reply again from his wolf, but he knew this isn't Fire who was speaking it was the curse, again. The evil laugh and the mean word indicated it , without a say . " Didn't it end?" Marcus couldn't help but asked anxiously.As his eyes widen in horror.