Cursed Seal Novels & Stories

He will kill them all—if the horde doesn’t do it first. Aithon. A cursed name. Not dragon, not serpent, but something fouler, an abomination born of both. His body is a coiling leviathan of molten stone and fire, a creature that breathes rivers of lava. No blade has ever pierced his hide, no spell has ever contained him—except the ancient mage who sealed him centuries ago, entrusting his prison to werewolves. And now… the seal is gone. We have to get them out before it breaks. At any cost.

she began, “was never meant to be a punishment. That’s what they tell everyone. That our family is cursed, marked, shunned by the gods. But it’s not a curse.” I blinked. “What is it then?” “It’s a seal. A living one.” I stared at her, too stunned to breathe. “A seal?” She nodded. “The curse was cast to protect the Owlshard. To contain it. It needed a host—not just any host. One born of the first bloodline. That’s our family. Your body, your magic, was always meant to hold it. But not just that…” She paused. “It grants sight. Across realms.”

1696, St. Austell, Cornwall, England I awoke with an unusual burning sensation enveloping my entire body as I tried to open my arduous eyelids, but the smothering heat engulfed me, drowning me as I started to shake uncontrollably, impelling me to the darkness as I lost consciousness. However, before I was hauled to a bottomless gulf, I heard Amara's revoltingly aggrieved voice. “You will be doomed for an eternity of solitude and suffering, Caleb as you have scathe and betrayed my love for you...”

Serenity shook her head. "Just help me to break the curse." "It's not easy, the state in which you cursed him was emotionally powerful. It had hate, anger, mistrust and mourning... That curse is strong. Not to mention that it's given by one of the powerful witch..." Sabrina said and Serenity looked away in guilt. "Augustus can revive people" Serenity said. "If he kills her and revive her back then will it work... There must be some loophole in it." "Augustus can only revive those people whom he has killed... He might revive her back but there are chances that the curse won't break and if she dies out of natural causes then he can't revive her"

Atrocious replied, rubbing an orb on the armrest of his chair. "Reveal? What do you have to reveal?" Draco raised an eyebrow, realizing that it must be serious if Atrocious was acting this way. Atrocious was never one to think or worry so much about anything and when he does, it meant it was something to be taken very seriously. Atrocious sighed heavily, picked up the orb, and muttered a spell. The orb became surrounded by a mist of emerald color, and an obscure figure appeared within it. "It's a curse. Your brother, the Alpha King, is cursed."

I look back at the paper and unwrap it, finding a handwritten note with the heading; the cursed brothers and their doom. Curiosity gets the best of me and I find myself reading the rest of the note. “The three brothers were once human, they lived in 1700s before they were cursed by a powerful witch because of their evil deeds; they were the first werewolves to never walked the surface of the earth,” Suddenly, I feel like I'm reading something I shouldn't but again, curiosity wins and I read the rest of the note. “The spell was both a curse and a blessing. It gave them immortality, riches and the wealth they'd always desired but then came their doom in the form of a girl who is said bare the

Then the doctor ran in as we stepped back and Xavier growled as he was male, unmated and unmarked as far as we could tell. "I came as quickly as I could, alpha, what's going on?" he asks, looking at the unconscious girl in front of me. A gasp of fear and shock escapes him and he backs away. "You have to kick her out!! I cannot treat her! She's the Cursed Rogue!! She matches the description perfectly! Alpha, she cannot-" I snapped. "SILENCE!" Xavier roared. It was rare for our wolves to actually speak on their own like that without their human counterpart, but in this instance, I was right along with him. The doctor instantly closed his mouth and bowed his head in submission.

I was just about to push the door open and announce my presence when a sudden turn of events left me frozen in horror. Rylan suddenly burst out laughing as if he'd gone hysterical. When he finally stopped, he turned to his father with a devilish grin and spoke again. "Is that what you expected to hear? No father, no. I don't give two shits about that ignorant little bitch. She's nothing more to me than a prize. We both know that she's cursed but she could bring so much greatness to me and our pack so I'm willing to take that risk. We both know what she is and we know the great power that she possesses. Normally, she would be a very powerful foe but luck happens to be on our side at this time

My wolf said. As seconds pass, the heat, the fire, the bones shifting. Muscles pulling tight. I cringed, hand clutching my chest. She’s coming… My vision blurred. A low snarl echoed in my mind. “You should calm down, Silver. I am trying to connect with the spirit.” And from across the square, Elder Mira turned to me, her blind eyes suddenly glowing. She walked toward me, moving faster than her cane should allow. She touched my cheek. “Silver Colt. The Cursed child born under the Blood Moon eighteen years ago.”

I said. "Am I not?" Dante's eyes were not focused. "Three mates dead. Now me. When does it stop, Kiera?" "When I leave!" I said desperately. "I'll leave right now! The curse will follow me away from here!" "Too late," Soren said. "Contract's already signed. You're bound to us now." "Then tear up the contract!" "Doesn't work that way," Soren said. "Werewolf law. A signed mate contract can only be broken by death or completion."