Cursed Santa Novels & Stories

"When was he cursed and why?" The man looked at me quizzically. "He's one of us, our Alpha. I don't know the full details but his sister said it was the curse of the rejected. It had been going on for a while now and he is literally deteriorating. We take care of our own. He's sick, I need to find the cure before it's too late." He looked at me like he just did a mental rewind. "How do you know Khal?" I sighed, "It is a long story."

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

Now, it would take more than telling everyone the truth about Elijah and Caleb, to regain their trust and loyalty. "Are you there, Zeta?" Cyrus checked if I was still hearing him through the mindlink. "Yes, I am." I answered curtly. I needed to prove to them that I wasn't cursed. But there was nothing I would be able to do that if even I still find it hard to believe that I wasn't cursed. "So if there's no curse mysteriously killing the wolves I courted in the past, why and how had they all died?" I asked no one in particular.

Suddenly, Santino said, "I'm willing to do it. Sir, if you are capable of doing that, I'm willing to take on the curse." Wilbur looked at Santino, then smiled and said, "It looks like you're very loyal." "I am grateful toward Mister Zander, and I'll do anything for him to wake up again," said Santino while he looked at Wilbur with great determination. Wilbur looked at him and said slowly, "You'll die." "I know, but I don't care," Santino replied. Jean looked troubled because his father could wake up if Santino took the curse upon himself. However, it was unfair to Santino.

She was gonna go after all of them even their families and pull out their ball sockets from each of them. She died with that hatred and disgust in her chest, and as life could have it, when she died and cross over to the path she was sent back saying it was not yet her time and besides she was cursed. All those words were like a joke to her but funny was that she woke up in that same nobody of hers. She was confused at first and was also afraid. She met people crossing over in that paths at Afterlife but it was rather not for her, and also that man in white told her that it was not yet her time and she was cursed, what does that mean? The thought came pouring down her head.

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.

Once each new crescent, and my strength explodes with little care of what it destroys. The gate groaned as it was slowly opened, and a mouldy piece of bread was thrown at my feet. A pitiful gesture to the monster they’d been conditioned to see me as. My father, the infamous Alpha had thrown me in the dephts of the Seven Tower Gate, a prison inside the Organization’s clutches. To the world, Opal had died – a lie spun out of thin air to keep their eyes and ears away. The truth was far less heartwrenching- I was the result of a witch’s curse, a hex cast on my mother, the woman my father murdered when he destroyed Beacon Hill City. The curse had distorted my fate, making me a threat to anyone I

ZEPHYRINE's POV. I stood frozen, my mind reeling in shock. "Cursed!" someone shouted, and the word was taken up by others, echoing through the clearing. "She's cursed, she's cursed, she's cursed! I felt like I'd gotten the wind sucked out of me, that he had reached in and sucked everything from my insides out. The words cut deep, and a part of me couldn't help but wonder one question: Was it me? Am I cursed to have people around me die under these circumstances that are so mysterious?

"Thank you for gathering here today. What you're about to witness is of utmost importance to the future of this pack." He paused, letting his words sink in. The crowd was completely silent now, hanging on his every word. "My son, your Alpha, has been cursed since childhood," Dante's father continued. "This curse is the reason for his hybrid state. It's the reason he's been more powerful than a normal alpha, yes, but it's also been slowly killing him." Gasps rippled through the crowd. People turned to each other, shock written across their faces. I kept my expression neutral, but inside, I was seething. Lies. All lies. But they didn't know that. They believed every word.

he whispers, shaking his head with a flustered gaze. “Santa Claus,” I retort sarcastically. “You thought I was joking when I told you I wasn’t the Lisa you knew before. If I haven’t told you enough, then here you go again: that old Lisa is dead and buried, six feet under, and she’s currently burning in hell for being so fucking dumb and gullible.”