Cursed Plane Novels & Stories

He just nodded. "The 'Vultures' are circling, Princess," Jago said, spitting a mouthful of soot onto the ground. "The Council has locked down the Lagos airspace. Nothing gets out. But the tunnels? The tunnels are still ours." "Jago, I need the path to the Sub-Meridian entrance," I said, stepping off the skiff. "The 'Door of Sorrows'?" Jago’s eyes widened. "Zora, that place is cursed. My grandfather used to say that people who go down there come back without their souls. The frequency is too high. It liquefies the brain."

How do you expect me to forgive you? "Your existence is a danger to everyone. It might be better for all of us if you end things now. "If you don't, you'll end up driving your own son to his death. "It's your choice." With that, she pulled her hand away. She and Rick grabbed their suitcases and walked out the door without looking back. The empty house pressed in on me. I collapsed to the floor, drowning in questions and despair, suffocating under the weight of it all.

But her next words shocked eveey soul present their, " I curse u ,Elis Rosewood .I ,the rejected mate of Dian ' Julie Adams ' curses you. You would suffer the same wound as mine. You would never be able to love , your mate. As I never got , mine . Only because of u and ur acts. " And she fainted causing pin drop silence in whole palace. The cry of werewolves were heard indicating the dark phase arrival. Elis , who listened every thing , took a step back . Never had she thought , she would be punished for the mistake ,she never did.

"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”

He hesitates to answer. “Cursed.” He mumbles, I heard him, but I wanted to make sure it was really clear, “What?” “There’s a group referred to as The Enchanted. They are unnatural creatures that don’t really fit in anywhere. The subgroup for me is Cursed.” He seems upset by it, maybe that’s why he tries so hard to help people. If I was known as a Cursed person I’d want to do whatever I could to prove people wrong. I feel like I understand Corvu a little better.

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.

Warfare and anger have a way of spreading like wildfire. Cage watches them, smirking with amusement, and while I would normally enjoy the show, tonight I feel unease curling over my spine. My muscles stiffen at what's coming, and it has nothing to do with the Cursed girl, but where we're going. The Woods of Evil are synonymous with death. No one goes in and walks back out unscathed... and that's if they survive. One tale talks of a dozen Alphas wandering inside and only one of them making it out, barely clinging to life. He spoke of the others left behind as nothing more than piles of ash left by an unseen assailant.

“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

“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.