Cursed Plane Novels & Stories

“So it has begun.” Kaelen frowned. “What has begun?” The King opened his eyes again. “The curse.” The word put everyone in the room on alert. Lyra shifted slightly, and Rowan crossed his arms. Kaelen’s voice hardened. “What curse?” Darius took a slow breath. “Centuries ago… our ancestors slaughtered a powerful coven of witches.” Kaelen had heard that story before; it was taught in royal history, and it happened in the forest they visited that night.

A sense of knowing, like a prophecy, even though I have zero Sight talent. I ignored it. Day eighteen: Route planning. We spread maps on the war room table, tracing the path north. Through familiar territory first, then the contested lands near the Blackwood, and finally into the Twisting Woods that border the Cursed Kingdom itself. “Three days if we push hard,” Giga calculated. “Four if we are careful.” “We push hard,” I said. “Get in, find Alaric, and get out. No delays.” “And the trip back?” Thorne asked. “The curse will be in full effect by then. Moving a child through…”

I almost puked in disgust and turned my face away but she forced me to look at her. "I curse you to never find love, you'll be lonely all of your life. Anyone who loves you will die a horrible death, anyone who tries to break this curse will never know peace, you will be an outcast among your own people, your best friend will betray you, your woman will seek your life and you will never be happy!" The woman shouted. "No!" I yelled frantically. I began to shake violently as I tried to free myself, the witch appeared beside my Father and everyone else began to chant the curse along with her.

To build up resistance – did that mean he had been exposed to the substance frequently? “I’m the Cursed Alpha,” he said with a shrug. “Those who could not face me in battle tried other means.” My expression must have been funny because he chuckled. “But I was cursed with immortality so it didn’t hurt.” “But you’re not anymore,” I said. He blinked but said nothing. “You’re not cursed anymore,” I pressed yet he still did not respond.

Chapter three. The Cursed Union Overwhelmed by Mary’s words, he became light-headed and his legs buckled, causing him to drop to his knees as he looked at the pregnant, frail lady he was about to be forced to marry. She looked at him with sorry eyes while her arms were wrapped around her belly. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do this to you. It wasn't my fault. I was drugged,” she said sympathetically. Her parent on the other hand, were smiling from ear to ear, overjoyed that their daughter was getting married to the most powerful family in London.

Even if it was cursed it was their love in the end. Their Cursed Love. ____________________________________ THE END Hope you guys loved the story. Thanks for all the support and love. Don't forget to follow me on I* guys it's mirah_selim for my upcoming stories information. Till the next story adios

"No, I saw a man. I think he is one of my people. He doesn't know that most of the people have managed to leave the forbidden valley. I should tell him the news." None of us objected. Even the most quick-tempered Elroy didn't stop Julian. Everyone sitting on this plane was the leader of a pack or country. It is our job as leaders to be responsible for each and every one of our people. The plane landed slowly. We all followed Julian off the plane. Only Caleb stayed on the plane to protect the pilot and his sister Carolina. "Hello, I am the king of the dwarf wolves. Do you know that the curse has disappeared? Everyone can leave the forbidden valley now. Do you need us to send you up?"

"Who is Diaz?" "We are. Our bloodline is the Diaz witch bloodline. When I became a seer, I became infertile. Seers aren't allowed to reproduce. When I met my mate, I told him, and he left to have an heir. He moved on without rejecting me, and I felt his betrayal every day. Your mother became angry and cursed him. Sent him to the pits of hell. Only Diaz's bloodline can open and close the hell portal. You must never open the portal fully. The demons below can not escape." I nodded, taking it all in. "What am I supposed to do with this?"

The Bloody Moon appeared, the sky distorted. The souls screamed in a fury all over the Curse Mountain. Even those at the sky of Rice Field. A Witch Prince could be seen at the altar, he was watching that going on. He wasn't so sure how to react, he was able to tell that the Alpha have known this all along. Yet, the Prince could only sighed, murmured, “It was too late, the plan has already in its full effect.” His voice was those of regrets, yet hatred toward the Devil that hovered on the air.

'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.