Cursed Poems Novels & Stories

“Your cousin was cured, right? From the cure derived from the volcanic minerals of your pack, ye?” The girl frowned. “My cousin died long ago.There's no cure for that sickness here.” My heart froze momentaril

Was it fate that made me see him the first time? Was it the work of fate that I wasn't killed? Was it the work of fate that I was assigned to work here. Is it the work of fate that I'm seeing him again? If it is fate, then there has to be a reason. The question is what is the reason? * * JAMAL Cursed! Cursed! I kept hearing the voices as I walked out, I shook my head yet it didn't stop and immediately I stepped out of the room, It was like something hit me in full force!

The cursed wolf rested in love. The light rested in love. Love was the allowance. And it settled. In the hush. In the fleeting. In the boundless. Always. The manor rested in love. The garden rested in love. The light rested in love. The love was the quiet. And it settled. The ease. The allowance. The completeness. The all. Always. And ever. And on. The close. The hush. The eternal. Forever. The cursed wolf rested in love. The light rested in love.

She screamed, making list of the people flinch and younger children cry in fright. "But you know what, I will leave and you will never see me again. Of course I won't leave without a gift for your unborn child, whether male or female, the child shall not experience the feeling of full wolf transformation. You can try to break the curse but you will fail and you will also beg to find me and you will also fail. This is my parting gift to you," she smiled deviously and just within a blink of an eye, Rebecca was gone. ~JASON~

He returned the paintbrushes to the small box where the blessed power of evil was. The tragedy that happened to their family returned to his mind. Evil people robbed their house while they were sleeping. Not content with clearing their money and jewelry, they killed his wife and child. They also tried to kill him but he survived, before he could take his last breath, he prayed to the lord of darkness to save his life. He was angry with the God of heaven because of the terrible thing that had happened to his family.

Shadows flicker red beneath my door now, dancing like cruel spirits. “Run!” The word echoes in my skull. The door bursts inward in a spray of sparks and splintered wood. Flames roar behind a towering silhouette. A man steps through the fire. I cannot see his face — only the outline of him carved in burning light. And his eyes. They glow. Not with reflection. With power. The world fractures into red and gold. Heat devours everything. The scream tears from my throat— I wake choking on smoke that isn’t there. My room is dark. Quiet. Whole.

The air cracked open like thunder. The battlefield had gone eerily still, every sound swallowed by the unnatural quiet that followed the explosion. Smoke curled upward from the scorched earth, and through the haze, Elara could feel it—the pulse of something ancient and wrong spreading through the world. The curse had awakened.

Never saw the same moon. Never crossed the same path. Years passed. The world changed. The curse waited.

" Controlled...or blinded by the jealousy. Even if you were controlled you knew what were you doing. You could have easily stopped as you know ,the cursed fire is not yet strong. But you were burning in the fire called revenge, you wanted to punish her who dared to leave you .You did what you wanted ,by pouring all your frustration. You could have even easily found out of her being poisoned if you were not too blinded. You are fucking the alpha with all the might. I was blocked by the curse but you were not. You are the one who is responsible for all the damn thing. If you agree or not doesn't matter. It's you who is the reason of her condition .You whose curse is killing her .Only and onl