Cursed Sapphire Novels & Stories

“They’re not just hunting wolves anymore.” Now his attention sharpened fully. “They’re taking prisoners,” I continued. “Running experiments. Trying to suppress the wolf side chemically.” The room went very still. Zey growled low. My father’s jaw flexed once. “Explain,” he said quietly. So I did. I told him about the inhibitors. The silver saturation. The forced bond interference. And finally— “Their oracle prophesied a werewolf queen,” I finished. “Crescent bloodline. Supposed to unite the packs and destroy the Daywalker nation.”

She ran her index finger along Sienna’s face and continued, “You; my Luv never died…” What Serena said made sense to Sienna. Rubbing her forehead, she muttered, “I never felt like I died either… technically I don’t know what death feels like but it just felt like me when I found myself here… I felt cold, lonely, and claustrophobic…” Serena was impressed by her analysis and decided to give her a bit of more information. “When Alaric refused my proposal three years ago, I was furious. So, I cursed him.” Walking around Sienna in circles, she continued, “Eventually, I realized that he won’t be mine even if his mate died. So, I twisted the curse so that his mate is trapped in my prison.”

The parties involved have to be intimate with each other through mutual agreement and at specific duration and when that don’t happen it may lead to death to the person cursed and to the caster it may make his or her heart numb to emotions. Or if one want to break the curse, they have to search for a green crystal pearl that was rumored to be in the bottom of the lake surrounding Crystal city. But for thousands of years this pearl had never been found or even seen so people thought it was just a myth that don’t exist but is used to make people fear using this spell.

“Don’t forget, she’s the daughter of Thane and Freya. Her Golden Lycan cleared our doubts. Only a royal blood can have golden fur.” Saying this, Elena strode out of the room. If she was the girl, what about me? What about us? My heart clenched in the rib cage. I tried to inhale, but couldn’t. The tears got stuck in my throat. I couldn’t explain my emotions in words. I had thought that one day, the curse would break, and we’d be together, but if Diana were the girl in the prophecy, there would be no future for us. No, I had to stop this.

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~

Or maybe this was all a scheme and a plan for them to get a hold of me before someone else did, and did nothing else but what my betrothed had planned for me. I look up at my captor, hoping to catch a glimpse of the one who is carrying me. From under the hood of the cloak I can see a pair of ruby red eyes staring straight ahead. There is too little light for me to be able to distinguish much more than a faded face shape, but despite the mystery wrapped around them, I feel safe. For now at least. The warmth is safe. The strength of their arms is safe…

I was an unusual child, I began speaking and walking flawlessly at only six months old, I had impeccable hearing also, of all my very special and strange abilities, I hated that one the most, because I’ve heard nothing but hurtful words. My eyes often randomly turns golden yellow and then goes back to normal, I grew up hearing parents tell their children to not have anything to do with me, I grew up hearing everyone say I was cursed and I brought bad luck to whoever gets involved with me. Ofcourse what would I have them think, even I knew that I wasn’t normal. I grew up watching family and friends desert my mother, leaving her with only me. The guilt plagued me. Her suffering was my fault. I

“To break the curse, one heart must submit. One must relinquish their power, their very soul… so that the other may survive.” Selene felt her breath hitch. “No.” “There has to be another option,” Reven snarled, positioning himself protectively in front of her. “We’ve lost so much already. I refuse to lose her.” The spirit’s form started to fade, her glow diminishing. “Every generation believes they can alter their fate,” she murmured. “But destiny requires balance. It always will.” As she spoke, the cavern began to shake. The silver moss above them released glowing spores that floated like falling stars. The air was infused with the scents of rain and ash.

She was a walking curse, a blight better left buried. Yet there I was, putting on a show of grief, even squeezing out a couple of crocodile tears, even though I was the puppet master behind the curtain. I had given that pearl bracelet to a beggar, whispering that it could turn back the clock to her twenty-third year, a time of health and second chances. However, to turn a sickly, old beggar back to her prime? That kind of magic came with a price—a price that would leave Jeffrey and his family extremely miserable.

"I told you, you're not good enough for Ethan. Look at yourself, all pathetic and bitter." I took a deep breath, suppressing my anger, unwilling to stoop to her level. However, Mandy was relentless. She pressed on, "By the way, Ethan loves me now. His heart only has room for me and Timmy. You'd better wise up and get out of our lives for good! "Ethan's been so good to me lately, you know?" Mandy continued, her tone cruel, "He just bought me this priceless emerald bracelet. Look!" She held up her wrist, showcasing a sparkling green bracelet. Then, she smirked, pointing at the simple bracelet on my wrist.