Cursed Seal Novels & Stories

He let out in his usual deep voice feeling ecstatic remembering how helpless and vulnerable she looked last night. The memories of her cursing him entered his mind many times but all he did was scoff in the end. There is no God. And there is nothing like a curse in this world. He was confident that nothing can harm Waynes. He is Sebastian Wayne the most powerful bachelor in this country. He doesn't need to worry about such petty emotional curses. "Now it's better to leave them alone." Smith voiced out to which Sebastian nodded absent-mindedly. "Of course." He mumbled finishing his toast and taking a last sip of his coffee.

" She held up her wrist, showcasing a sparkling green bracelet. Then, she smirked, pointing at the simple bracelet on my wrist. "Do you really think Ethan bought that especially for you? It's just a freebie that came with mine. You're only fit for my hand-me-downs!" I glanced down at my bracelet. It was a birthday gift from Ethan a few months ago, and I had always treasured it even though it was not expensive. Yet, it had unexpectedly become Mandy's tool for humiliation, a weapon to wound me.

My mate growled, but I knew as much as he did that we had no control over anything. “Tell me everything,” I demanded. She looked skeptical and she darted that white gaze to Brian again before coming back to me. “The curse was placed by a seer, just like me.” She started. Leaning forward, my hands on my knees to better listen. “Why?” “Him,” she said, pointing to Brian. “You owe her a life.” I glanced back over my shoulder at Brian, who was as confused as I was. “A life?” He repeated.

But her next words shocked eveey soul present their, " I curse u ,Elis Rosewood .I ,the rejected mate of Dian ' Julie Adams ' curses you. You would suffer the same wound as mine. You would never be able to love , your mate. As I never got , mine . Only because of u and ur acts. " And she fainted causing pin drop silence in whole palace. The cry of werewolves were heard indicating the dark phase arrival. Elis , who listened every thing , took a step back . Never had she thought , she would be punished for the mistake ,she never did.

"Your mate? But you aren't a wolf? I thought seers didn't get mates?" "I am not a wolf; I am a wolfless werewitch." "WHAT?" "I was sick as a child, and my wolf never manifested. My gifts were still growing without my wolf. So I became a seer." My head was spinning. How was there so much? I didn't know. "Who is Diaz?"

“There’s an old map in the library’s forbidden wing. Dreamwalkers who survived the first breach hid it there. It will lead you to the seal’s chamber.” Astra stood shakily. “I’ll go with her.” Lucan frowned. “You’re still recovering—” “She needs someone who understands dream logic,” Astra said. “And if this seal is connected to what I did in a past life… then maybe I’m the key to helping her stop it.” Lucan hesitated, then nodded. “I’ll stay here and ward the grounds,” Caelum said, already walking away. “The curse is hunting now. You’ll feel it the closer you get.”

They waved counting sticks in one hand, a carefully unearthed funeral urn in the other, and—most arresting of all—a newly uncovered seal depicting Durga astride a tiger, poised for battle. Kaelan’s eyes widened at the image, his pulse quickening. The scholars jabbered on, their enthusiasm a blur, but he could only focus on the seal, on the fierce energy it seemed to radiate. In that moment, he felt the weight of the prophecy pressing closer, the threads of past and present tangling in ways he had not anticipated.

“The seal?” Killian turned to him sharply. “You didn’t say anything about a seal.” Riven’s jaw clenched. “Because we weren’t sure it still existed.” Aria slowly withdrew her hand from Killian’s and stepped farther into the room. The air felt thicker here, humming faintly—like a distant heartbeat under stone. “What kind of seal?” she asked. No one answered immediately. Then Elder Maelor spoke, his voice dry as ancient parchment. “The kind built to imprison something that refused to die.”

At the center hovered the corrupted seal. It was beautiful. And wrong. Selene’s stomach turned as she looked at it. The seal had once been pure, its shape symmetrical and precise. Now it was warped, jagged edges pulsing with stolen power. Cracks ran through its core, leaking blackened light that hissed as it touched the air. “The convergence point,” Celina whispered. “This is where everything ends.” Or begins. Fenrir stepped slightly in front of Selene without thinking. His body was tense, every muscle coiled, golden eyes fixed on the seal like a predator watching a threat that could not be fought with claws alone.

“We were meant to protect it. Nothing more. But the power behind it—it was too much. Too tempting. Too vast. One by one, the others began to question. What good was guarding something they didn’t understand? Curiosity became obsession. Obsession turned to greed.” His voice dropped. “And then they tried to open it.” Selene’s fingers curled against her knee. “Did they succeed?” Cassiel’s face darkened. “They cracked it. Only slightly. But that was all it took. A sliver of what lay behind that seal slipped through into our world. And it cursed us.” Theoden leaned forward, brows furrowed. “Cursed you how?” “We forgot,” Cassiel said. “Where the door was. What we were meant to guard. The power tha