Cursed Sentences Novels & Stories

The curse of his making was slowly dissolving but the bruises remained. "Once I craved this," he fingered the contours of the charm, bringing back the sensations of the rough sands. "To see the world cower. I still do," he moved to rest a hand on the dogs neck. "But wretched fate forbids it. I could curse Atum for instilling that inside me, but for all it tears at me, I will not insult the father of us all. I only pledge to make the sinners pay when the time is right."

"He will always be miserable watching the girl he love die every long years. His last words gave me goosebumps. My heart beats faster like something was racing inside my chest. The last sentences hit me like I could imagine how painful it was for the cursed angels to be like that, specially for the guy. And his voice, his voice also sounded so affected with his own fiction story. There was a sadness on his voice. I heard the sadness on his voice. Our foreheads met, feeling his warm breath more closer. I should push him away but my body stiffened. He stared at my eyes until he looked down at my slightly parted lips.

I watched Creed’s eyebrows scrunch together as he gave me a pouty look. Reese nodded, but gave me a curious look, “I just don’t understand why you only have three fated mates if we’re all connected. I mean, why weren’t you I fated?” I looked around at Creed and the boy’s as we all thought it over. Oh my goddess, why didn’t I see this sooner?

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."

He finishes with a smirk and there comes that feeling again that makes tears burn in my eyes and cause terror in my heart. “You're lying; Vance promises he won't hurt me.” My lips quiver as I say those words loudly, and I don't even even believe them. He sneers. “Think about it, princess; your fate is to one day kill him. Now, Vance has tasted immortality and wealth, he has tasted power and authority; do you think he's going to let some girl get in the way of that? Trust me, Vance can get any girl that he wants.” He sighs and turns his back to me. “During the first century of being cursed, we weren't sure who was going to become our doom, so Damien and I got rid of our mates; however, Vance

"I curse you and your bloodline. May you die in agony and burn in the deepest parthell for what you've done to me and my family ." “First of all, I am hell. Secondly, I don’t believe in curses. It is useless what you are doing. Save your strength,” I say. “Curses don’t work, but you know what works? Revenge. Like me taking my revenge out on you for letting Danika escape. Now that is more practical than yapping stupid curses. So, instead of laying curses on me, start praying that we find Danika real soon. Because if she is not found, you will be in here for a long time laying curses”

There were two glass jars inside with my head and kidney both soaking in formaldehyde. "What gives that bitch the right to be your wife? She even got one of your kidneys," Carmen snarled as she caressed the two jars. "That's why I took it out. I'm returning it to you now. What I can't have, I won't let anyone else have either. My godfather will be here soon. He'll kill all of you to avenge my father!" There was a glimmer of love in Evan's eyes as he stared at my head in the jar. He reached into his pocket and gripped the scalpel inside tightly.

Ethan clutched his head in despair, his voice raspy as he said, "It's not like that, Amelia. Please believe me. I've always loved you and Heidi. I never thought something like this would happen. I really—" "Shut up!" I interrupted him, my rage burning, "How dare you say you loved us? If you really loved us, this wouldn't have happened! You're nothing but a hypocrite and a scumbag!" He knelt on the ground, overwhelmed with hurt as he endured my fury. Then, he pleaded, his voice filled with deep remorse and despair. "Amelia, go ahead and hit me, cuss at me. It's all my fault. I'm responsible for Heidi's death..."

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"

“ it’s all recorded. Marisa and Boris’s face turned ashen, their blood drained from their faces. The room froze, the weight of Caleb’s words sinking in. Elder Haroun stood, his gaze piercing. “ Enough of this foolishness.” He declared. “ We have all seen what you are. Your actions are a disgrace, Boris. You will be stripped off your title as a councilman, effective immediately.” Boris’s face twisted in disbelief, his pride shattered in an instant. “You can’t do thi—“ “I already have.” Haroun said, cutting him off. “As for you, Marisa… your actions have not gone unpunished. You will be punished but not as harshly as Boris.”