Cursed Things To Say Novels & Stories

“Don’t you dare call me your aunt again. Pretend you don’t know me if you ever see me again. You’ll always be cursed, girl. You’ll live your pathetic cursed life—alone—until God finally takes pity on you.” With that, she turned and stormed toward the door. But as she reached it, she paused and sneered one last time. “And don’t you ever fall in love. Any man you touch will be cursed right along with you.” Her words echoed in my head long after she stormed into the room, each one slicing deeper than the last. My thoughts spiralled, dragging me back to a memory I had long buried—a heated argument I once overheard between my mother and my brother’s father.

In the same breath, ugly words resurface in my head: ‘You finally crawled out of the fu–ing hole you’ve been hiding and found your way back to Northbridge… The Ice Queen from the dead… You should have stayed dead… Stay the fu– out of our den, freeloader… we might have to ice the witch… Slut…’

The three of them had a nice and warm breakfast together, filled with laughter and joy. Valle found himself in a dark and scary dream. This place was full of sad images and strange words that echoed in his mind, making him feel uneasy. He stood alone in a large, empty field when a creepy old woman appeared before him. Her eyes stared at him with a strong intensity that made him shiver. She spoke to him in a harsh voice, “Cursed are you. Evil is all you will be known for, and evil is all you will know.”

Sebastian looked away and suddenly a familiar scream echoed in his head. IT'S A CURSE OF A DAUGHTER. He flinched shaking his head and gulping down. Sparing a single glance at Darren he walked back to the punching bag grabbing it with both hands. The bag was slightly ripped off, why couldn't he get that particular sentence out of his end from the night she spat on his face? Something bigger and unchangeable might happen.

This time it was much easier than the first time. On the page where it instructed on how to break a curse. It said I needed to get the blood of the cursed and recite the words beneath. It was written in a language I wasn't familiar with. Luminaris Aetheris, sylvan sanctum, undaunted spiritus. Exaudi vocem meam, dissolvi vinculum, liberari a maleficio.

Is it more worse than AIDS? When the pressure rises beyond my control I fired “Fuck you bitch” “Fuck you old cunt” “you shitty bastard.” “Mr bald head don't you touch me” “leave me the fuck alone” “get your scrawny hands of me,” I couldn't help it; my fleeting thoughts were tormentors, a torture I couldn't escape.

"I'm cursed" I clamped my hands over my mouth to prevent me from screaming. "What kind of curse?" I asked curiosity getting the best out of me. "I don't have human feelings, I can't be happy, I can't be sad, I can't fall in love, anything feelings, I don't have" What?! I almost cried for him as he spoke, how did he get cursed? Who did he offend? How does he cope? "Why are you telling me?" I asked.

Her words were still running through my mind, and I couldn’t forget them. “Fuck!” I cursed, messing up my hair in frustration. Damn it.

Grayson steps forward, "hmm, he's right. If you don't have a heart, it only means you've cursed yourself-... which mean you have a weakness." I've heard of cursed demons - they're called shadows. But I've never heard of one cursing themselves. Still, there's always a price to pay. What's the saying again, 'when you curse someone, you're just digging your own grave.' Fenrir's paws tap beside me, and my gaze turns to his. His eyes are soft but fierce - a wolfish grin splitting across his face. Charming's right, I forget who I'm with - I'm not alone.

I mutter and the hold he has on my neck tightens. “I want you out of my house! I don’t wish to see your fucking disgusting face ever again you hear me? Run back to the males who sent you and tell them I refuse to fuck your little pussy. Go somewhere else to fill your cunt. Your little façade of the bond won’t work on me!” Those filthy words of curse crushed my heart to the bits and I could feel my ears bleeding. “H-how could you say such t-things! I n-never knew s-someone could so casually hurl s-such d-disgusting words to their f-female!” I barely utter as my eyes grow blurry.