Novel & Cerita Cursed Novel

Saying it to Maya makes every part of my life sound deranged. “When I was twelve, Mom took me to a fortune teller in India. She told us I had a blood-moon curse.” Maya loosens her grip on the chair. “A what?” “A curse. During a blood moon, if I kiss someone, they’re supposed to become obsessed with me.” She stares. “Obsessed how?” “I don’t know. That was always the word.” “And your mother has been hiding you during blood moons because of this?” “Yes.” Maya drops into the chair. “How many?”

As the imagination of feeling his skin inside me flashed inside my mind, I breathed hard disregarding my wetness and forced myself to focus on the conversation. "The water you drank in the car that day was delivered by a witch to you," he revealed, taking a sip of his drink. The whiskey swirled in his tumbler, his silence urging me to keep listening. "It was cursed. After you drank it, you brought the curse upon yourself, a curse that would bring about insatiable lust and desires that could lead to..." He didn't finish his sentence, but I understood what he meant. "Demise?" I finished for him, my voice filled with dread.

My wolf said. As seconds pass, the heat, the fire, the bones shifting. Muscles pulling tight. I cringed, hand clutching my chest. She’s coming… My vision blurred. A low snarl echoed in my mind. “You should calm down, Silver. I am trying to connect with the spirit.” And from across the square, Elder Mira turned to me, her blind eyes suddenly glowing. She walked toward me, moving faster than her cane should allow. She touched my cheek. “Silver Colt. The Cursed child born under the Blood Moon eighteen years ago.”

I am not letting a curse produce more curses It replays in my head and my chest stings more. Ofcourse curse bring with it pain. I am cursed therefore pain is me.......

Those years of waiting for his arrival never seem to end. It’s been five years now. The alpha is yet to be found, neither could Imogen find a way to lift the curse nor did she forget how Braylon was swallowed by a dark shadow right in front of her eyes. She is yet to discover what that shadow was. And she will stop at nothing to look for a way to lift the curse. ***

Why are you here? Shouldn't you be reading some other story instead? I mean, who wants to hear about some cursed woman that is responsible for the death of her entire pack? Women, children, warriors. The Alpha and Luna. So many innocents died that night because of me you know..... turn away before it's too late. Please. You're.... still here? What do you mean you don't believe in my curse?! ........ listen, sir or ma'am or....... person? It doesn't matter who or what you are, this will find you and hurt you. So go before I hurt someone else. A stranger no less..

Remembering made me shudder. He gave me a sharp look. "You heard them? Felt them?" "I - Yes, I think so." I stepped closer to him, suddenly afraid. I knew nothing about where I was. Leo placed his hands on my bare arms. "Those are the Cursed. They are creatures who turned their backs on Polonias and the goodness of the magic in the land. They are like the demons of your world. Some are desperate for a way out of the darkness, while others seek to pull unsuspecting travelers in. They are the cause of the Sickness." He shook his head. "Did you understand them?"

"Good morning, Ms. Ahri Hauntsen." Ahri smiled and replied, "Good morning children, today is my last day as your volunteer teacher. I have prepared a good story for you." The children clapped their hands while going back to their seats. Ahri opened the book entitled Peculiar Morass. She cleared her throat before starting to narrate. "Once upon a time there were two people who were cursed to hate each other. They are bound to be reincarnated again and again." "Why are they cursed, anyway?" The kid with a pigtail interrupted.

The same apartment where she wrote her story which was claimed to be plagiarized. She caught the sight of her laptop and walked closer. She turned it on and the cover picture of one of the female lead werewolf story she was writing, popped up. Another hit that is one of her popular books. The perfect, drawn picture of her female lead. She smiled bitterly as she stared at it. Her female lead have everything in this world. Her life is so perfect with her prince charming and all. How pathetic. There is no happy life." she said and typed on the chapter she was working on.

Olivia and the other witches burst into tears seeing the baby breathing. The crone passed the baby to Olivia; she stared at the baby and kissed it on the forehead. The magical story of a girl cursed by a witch begins.