Cursed One Novels & Stories

Too— Weak. Alpha Derek of Edgeland leans forward, voice cutting. “Maybe if you focused more on finding the source of the curse rather than believing in some prophecy, you’d be able to heal your bloodlines.” The air turns volatile instantly. Gavin’s chair scrapes. “She will come,” he insists, voice shaking with restrained fury. “I don’t think you realize how much I’ve done to try to figure out what the problem is.” Alpha energy begins to press outward, thick and dangerous.

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.

“Not me. The second-born. Her shadow.” Her voice darkened, like smoke curling around old wounds. “And then she died. And I had him. Finally. And even then, it wasn’t enough. Because every time he looked at you, John, he saw her. Not me. Never me.” She stepped back from the bars, eyes gleaming with a twisted kind of pride. “You were protected from the knowledge of what you truly were. Yet you were the very thing I could never compete with.” “You are cursed, John. Cursed.”

“I figured out that he’s the Dark One. The one you’ve been meeting in the shadows. The one who’s been whispering in your ear, telling you to kill her to end the curse. The same monster who’s been pulling your strings from the beginning.” My grip tightened until she hissed softly. I stared into her eyes—emerald flecked with gold—searching for any flicker of deceit. But I found only calm certainty. Cassian. The Dark One. Everything slammed into place with brutal clarity. The way he always knew too much. The way he moved like smoke given form. The way the curse inside me recognized him every time we stood in the same room. He hadn’t been helping me. He’d been using me. Playing both sides. Playi

'Cursed wolf.' Everywhere went deafening silent the moment someone in the crowd had uttered that statement and Tristan had halted on his track. Tristan clenched his fist with his eyes closed, trying to control the rage he felt. The people worried as they looked amongst themselves, trying to fish out who had muttered that word to avoid being killed for they knew Tristan wrath and he didn't waste time in getting rid of anyone who dared him. Cursed from birth, Tristan had to suffer the hereditary curse passed down to him because of the sins of his father.

"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" * * *

MIA "How can you say such a thing about my mate, Javier? He is not cursed!" I countered the high priest Antonio. "I did not mean to offend you, chosen one, I was just saying things as I saw it. Javier Romanov is cursed by the prophesy, he is the harbinger of doom and there is nothing you or anyone else can do to change that." "No, you are wrong, there is always a way and I will find it," I said stubbornly.

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”

Our foreheads were touching as he replied, “Why do you have to make it so damn hard, Celia? I cannot reveal everything right now” The musky scent of his cologne was making it hard to stay sane. His silver eyes were fixated on mine as he studied my face. “Why can’t you? You are a lycan prince for fuck’s sake” “I am cursed, Celia. You know that” “Not just you. Every lycan is cursed…or whatever is left, the four of you…”

she demanded at once. “I am cursed…or I was cursed.” I said and Kylo squished my hand. “My Luna and my pack went through a big tragedy, Alpha Zenith. A half-witch cursed her to be the misery of my pack, and after our coronation, the curse started to happen. And the only way to cut the curse was her death, we asked the Hybrid Reaper’s help but he created a bond with her. I hope you can help us cut it.” She looked at me, and pity lingered in her eyes.