Cursed One Novels & Stories

Her answer sure came as a surprise to me. “It’s hard to understand this but the ancestors of the Goldsman were lycanthrope. It’s said that the Eldest Goldsman was referred to as Lord. He was cursed by a nasty witch after he ordered her execution for murdering innocent kids in name of sacrificial rituals. Due to it, he underwent a lot of trouble.” Caitlyn had a distant look in her eyes, staring past my shoulders towards the forest behind me.

"I've heard that name before in my dreams. I remembered words like the living curse and the ancient one" Lukas and Daren gasped, their eyes wide in surprise. Mira leaned closer in curiousity, no idea of what they are talking. "The ancient one" Daren exclaimed. "How did you know about him?" "I don't know" Sisi said, confused. "I just remembered it in one of my dreams but I can't remember who said it". "Wait, I don't understand" Mira interrupted. "Who is this ancient one?" "The ancient one is Caro's brother" Daren said. They all moved closer to him. "He was given a curse after Caro died that he will live forever until he meet the one that will end this terror. A message to be passed to that pe

Teacher Lavin claps both of his hands to Teo quick responses. “Yes, that's the reason why it was called the curse planet. Because every wolf and vampire that live there that get caught by someone that had the ability to hunt and tame or can also be called a ‘Hunter’ in the mouth of humans in there will burn them with fire alive and watch them scream in agony until they can no longer make any more sound”

Big and dangerous that will no doubt have grave consequences for us all. Especially the one who has hired us all to this Facility. He is mad with a desire for eternal life. He has mages visit us sometimes to do different experiments on the Subject. What they do to him is beyond me. It sometimes appears back in its room with strange black markings on its body. After a few days though; the markings just disappear. This place fills me with dread, and I don’t know how much longer I can continue to work for these kinds of people. The work here greatly tests one’s faith in God.

Rigel had spent hours, days, poring over ancient texts, searching for anything—any prophecy, any curse, any name—that could explain why history was repeating itself. Why Daniel was being hunted. Why Daniel was losing himself. And then, as the candlelight flickered over a faded, nearly crumbling manuscript, Rigel found something. A passage that sent ice down his spine. “The First Cursed One shall rise again.” “Bound by fate, shackled by time, a weapon forged twice.” “Beware the one who walks in the light but belongs to the dark.” Rigel’s breath caught. “The one who walks in the light but belongs to the dark.”

I whisper to him. What happened to him to make him react like this? To be so terrified of shifting. I stroke his cheek with my thumb. Finally, he relaxes. “Tell me why you are scared off, Vladimir. Trust me.” His eyes go wide for a second the go back to normal. “I am scared of what I am,” he finally says. “And who are you?” “The Cursed One,” he whispers. I have heard about this before, but it is only a myth as far as I know. A wolf with a red mark on his fur to indicate he is evil.

Kairo glared at her and begrudgingly nodded, remembering that Alesteria still recalls what he was before. It was clearer than he would have liked. "Yes. I met a guy who has a curse on him." "What kind of curse?" Alesteria asked curiously. "The vampire one." Kairo replied as he closes his eyes and snapped his fingers, trying to recall what the name of the curse was. "I think it was the one that started with an S?" Alesteria hummed, her eyes looking down as she fell into a deep thought, trying to recall all the curses she knows that starts with S.

” The girl had stepped into the light and the Monk had felt the intensity of her scrutiny. “My daughter, the one who no one wants to marry,” the old woman said bitterly, and had gone on in a whisper, shuddering, “They call her the Cursed One.” Her tone seemed to suggest that she agreed with the opinion. And the Monk had seen why. For Jana had a birthmark, a large bluish discolouration that ran down one side of her face, starting from below her left eye, all the way to her chin, “She is cursed,” said her mother in a quavering voice and the Monk saw the flash of rage on the coarse features of the stout young woman.

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?"

Silas's voice was edged with disbelief, as if grappling with the idea of supernatural forces at play. Ezra turned his attention to Lady Athena, his curiosity piqued. "What kind of curse are we dealing with, exactly?" Lady Athena's gaze held a mixture of solemnity and concern as she began to explain. "A demonic curse is a potent form of dark magic, woven in a way that links the victim to a malevolent entity, in this case, a demon. The victim becomes a conduit for the demon's influence, their emotions, thoughts, and even actions manipulated by the curse. It's a sinister form of control, and demons often utilize it to spread chaos and further their own agendas."