Cursed Plane Novels & Stories

Thoughts were sweet but their own false hope still residing turning down the sweetness earlier Everyone knew, the curse wasn't healed? Why no one knew? The words spread , luna being impure creating the remorse in the members . But who would dare to speak it loud .Moreover , the clossness of Richard and Eliss happened to be oil in fire . Richard, whose name was forbidden was roaming in the palace in bright light, laughing and enjoying as if the shadows of past never lingered in the hall of palace . Stunned the very soul in the palace who knew, who he was.

"Your injury is already healing up Chris. Go finish what you started. Go fulfill your destiny before it's too late. Go!" Chris abruptly stands, picks up the sword, and disappears. He appears before the Cursed who was covered in blood from head to toe and was just a step to enter the pit. The Cursed growls at him and raises his hand to fling him away but Chris dodges and in a loud voice kicks him in the loins making him land on the ground and the ground vibrates. "Goodbye great God of the underworld" he whispers and plunges the sword into his heart pushing it so deep that only the head of the sword was up.

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”

The restless power inside of him pulled his paws, steering the plane towards inevitable death. It took everything Jinx had to pull the plane to the side, skidding through the sky away from the supernatural pull out to get him. He couldn't see anything at all with the white light still blinding him. But he heard the ripping sound of metal and felt the plane rock out of control. The wing was gone and he was fucked. He might have been blind, but Jinx could feel the plane tumbling through the air. It had to be plunging towards the ocean because that was what planes did when they crashed. They went down. Even planes made of Chaos magick.

It always happens whenever I'm scared. "Calm down, Cara, lest you reveal your powers to him," Hana whispers angrily. "If that happens we can kiss this place goodbye because we'll be thrown out as bad bloods." Bad bloods. Otherwise known as the Ruined, or the Cursed. The spoilt apples.

“You’ll need guidance far greater than mine. Seek the First Wizard — the oldest of our kind. He dwells at the edge of the kingdom village, in a hut the wind itself dares not touch. He will not just show you the path… he will decide if you’re worthy to walk it.” I wished I could scrub the image from my mind — the crimson sky, the clash of light and dark, the smoke swallowing everything whole. I never wanted to see that future, not for me, not for Carter. The thought of losing him — my brother in all but blood, my one constant in the chaos — to some twisted curse felt worse than death itself. It wasn’t just fear that clawed at me; it was the sharp, sinking ache of knowing that fate had already

The rain still fell, but it did nothing to wash away the blood or the stench of rot spreading through the air. “What are they?” she gasped, clutching his arm. “Cursed wolves,” he panted. “Born from Bloodthorn sins. They shouldn’t exist.” But they did—and they were coming. Cole grabbed a fallen warrior’s blade and slung Lila’s arm over his shoulder. “We move. Now.” He didn’t wait for her to argue. The creatures had already begun tearing through the courtyard, shredding Nightshade and Bloodthorn alike. Packmates—rivals—friends—it didn’t matter. The curse devoured without mercy.

“Tell me, Kade… what proof is greater than that? The cursed blood does not lie. It devours.” He leaned forward, his eyes glittered. “If the cursed blood beast once wiped a pack from the map… if it can kill everyone else, why not Lucien too? He may be a god to others, but he is still flesh. Still a shape that can be undone.” Riven’s fingers tapped, slow against the table.“You do not need spells or prophecies. The cursed blood itself is the weapon and when it meets steel, it births a wound no power can heal. The cursed blood turns metal into ravenous teeth.” His grin widened, savage. “Dip a blade in cursed blood and it will not merely cut… it will eat. It will find whatever makes him immortal

“It’s not in any realm we know. It’s hidden—forgotten. A cursed plane, one step between reality and void.” “You’re saying Dorian’s in a pocket realm tied to that place?” Kai asked, voice rising. “We’re wasting time—we need to go! Now!” “We can’t just barge in blind,” Lucian snapped, standing. “This isn’t just any prison. If it’s connected to Erethar, it could be corrupted beyond anything we’ve seen.” Elias groaned and leaned against a crumbling stone pillar. His hand dragged across the ground, fingers twitching until they sparked faintly.

“But I’m a planner, you see. I always have been. If one plan fails, I move on to the next one.” ‘She’s connected to him,’ Jade said urgently in my head. ‘The curse. It’s a link. She used the curse as an anchor to this world.’ Agnes’s eyes flicked toward me, like she could hear Jade somehow. Maybe she could. “Smart girl. Yes, the curse. When you refused to let my darling daughter come to me when I asked nicely, I had to improvise. Go with my Plan F, as it were.” “Plan F?” I echoed weakly.