Cursed Seal Novels & Stories

“Then we begin. Let no one know of this. It stays between us. If the council gets word of this!.The shame falls on our house.” ——— The next day unannounced Marisa arrived at Blackmoon pack house. Through the SUV’s Window she looked at the property in awe and excitement. “Once Damian marries me and forms the alliance… we will use my weapon to shatter Silvermoon pack. And if he resist’s me…” She smirked coldly “The same blade will destroy him”. She stepped out of her car. Touched her bag. Feeling the blade she smiled. The secret weapon.A cursed Relic stolen from Silvermoon’s old ruins.

“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.”

Suddenly, from the corner of the room, their mother’s voice rose in a broken wail. “Carla! Don’t take one of my children. It’s just me… It’s just me. Don’t make them suffer!” The plea cut through the air like a knife, raw and pleading. Their mother’s eyes were wide with terror, her bound hands twisting against the ropes as she rocked back and forth. The name “Carla” hung in the room like a summoned ghost, a tangible thread linking the present torment to the sins of the past. Eloise and Elena exchanged a glance heavy with shared dread—the curse was stirring again, drawing closer, its tendrils reaching for what little they had left.

He turned my body by force and looked at something on my back. “The seal has been released, Burhan,” my grandfather whispered in fear. “The Cursed will soon find this child!” I turned so fast and almost swayed backwards. I was stunned again for a moment, but what Gran had said made me conscious. “What do you mean by the Cursed?” I asked confused. “And what seal do you mean? What is the function of that seal? Where is it on my body?” “Varsan Seal,” Gran answered tense. “You… since when did you talk about vampires with Adrian's son?”

He tumbled uncontrollably, landing in a pathetic heap. "The Soul Devour Curse Seal… is useless against you?" His face twisted in sheer terror. The Soul Devour Curse Seal was a sinister technique he had mastered through years of practicing dark arts. Any warrior infected by it would have their mind corroded, and they would turn into a bloodthirsty beast with an insatiable hunger for slaughter and devouring flesh. Yet for Chase, not only did he resist the seal's control, but he also turned the tables, using that terrifying silver-white flame to annihilate the old man's entire army of black scorpions.

Letting out a deep, guttural sound, Caesar Varyn, the Alpha King feared by all, leaned forward and pressed his forehead against mine, letting out a trembling breath. “The next seal, little mate,” he whispered, his voice shaking with the effort of restraint. “The next seal is the Seal of Solitude. It dictates that if it breaks, the curse will no longer allow us to be apart. Not for a minute. Not for a second. And the curse will consume you fastest in my arms.” We saw a shadow suddenly cross the tiny window of the safe house with the speed that surpassed a bird's. Caesar's head snapped up, his golden eyes narrowing into rageful slits.

“Let the whole land bear witness and never forget this betrayal. Let the wolves mourn their fallen Alpha and let the curse fund its vessel. And immediately, like a flash, she left. We all looked at one another, confused about what she meant, except for Sebastian, who looked lost as though he had already seen this coming. I felt something flicker on my Arm. I looked down and saw a faint, crescent-shaped line glowing beneath my skin. “A mark” ”A claim” “A curse” And that was the first seal of the prophecy.

"This is... troublesome!" Zephyr Khan could sense that this curse seal was probably rather complicated. Furthermore, he could even kill the experts of the Lunar Academy with the power of the Evil Breaking Eye, but he was unable to get rid of this curse seal. This was enough to show just how terrifying this curse seal was. "Roar..." At this moment, a crazy dragon roar suddenly came out. This voice did not ring in her ears, but came from the deepest part of her soul. "No matter who you are, you are dead! You are dead!"

"I'm sorry, Lucien. I know what he meant to you." Lucien didn't look at him. "You were right. The Council... they're covering something up. They said the curse was just an old legend. But this is real. And it's spreading." Seraphina rose slowly, her expression tight. "It's more than just a curse. It's a seal unraveling. Every time it frays, something gets through." Lucien finally turned to face her, and for once, there was no sarcasm or defiance in his voice. Only hollow understanding.

“Because the blood moon was present when you were born. The seal could only be carried by you without going astray. You had a pure heart capable of causing destruction and now it feels like a curse.” I shook my head. “No, this is not what I want. This is not what I ever wanted.” She was kneeling next to me. “Curses are not something we choose. However we have a choice in how we handle them.” I forced a swallow. “So how can I break it? How can I free my wolf? Isn't the seal important.” She paused. “The seal is important but deadly in the wrong hands and it's not a must you should have it but it's necessary for you to have your wolf.”