Cursed Thomas Wheeler Novels & Stories

He turned away from the sight of her struggling form and walked down to the dim, concrete corridors of the mansion’s lower garage, where the private Voss estate driver was waiting by the tool racks. Thomas was an old, greedy man whose wrinkled face bore the permanent scowl of someone who had spent decades serving billionaires while harboring a deep, simmering resentment for his own empty pockets. His love for money was intense and ugly, a well-known secret among the senior staff that Cal was more than willing to exploit for his own agenda. Cal stopped a few feet away from the older man, pulling a thick, heavy envelope packed with unmarked bills from the inner lining of his uniform jacket and

Thomas took a seat near his daughter and I could barely see the resemblance between the two, Adriana had a deceptive demeanor that would make you lose your mind but the new Thomas looked like a hood gangster, a shell of his former self. "Adriana wanted you here to know we have won." Thomas continued reaching out to a portfolio Nathan hadn't noticed before and brought out the signed document. Nathan rushed for it but stopped halfway. Not with a silver revolver pointing dauntlessly at him. "No!—No!" Thomas warned, toying around with his weapon. "Not a step closer." His firm voice, a reminder that it was not an empty threat. "No one will believe I sold Boulderfist. They'll believe you forced it

His jaw tightened. “Marissa had it too,” he said. Not a question. Thomas was working out the answers. “A Destroyer wolf—like Luca.” Sera went still. “And Luca,” Thomas added, voice low and precise, “carries the same curse.” Silence stretched. Thomas waited. “Stop keeping secrets, mate,” he said quietly. “Tell me the missing piece of the ancient story you’ve never admitted to anyone else.” “Why?” He pressed. She didn’t answer.

“Because of you. The goddess is never cruel, she bound Leora’s soul to the curse as well. That is why it repeats. You, Violet… you are Leora returned. The curse is equally his and yours to bear.” Blood roared in my ears, me? ME? “I am not Leora.” I rebuffed immediately. “It doesn't make sense,” Brian added, but his tone sounded like it already made sense to him. “It doesn't have to make sense,” Willow replied gently. I shot to my feet. There wasn't much space to pace but the three back and forth steps were enough to do the job. “So what, I've been body hopping and getting killed by the same wolf for almost a century?” My voice was louder than I intended but I didn't care.

Then he sighed and told me. “The spiritual healer.” Thomas said it as if saying the words burned him. “He was a loose end, Sarah. He knew too much after the curse backfired. He could the door that connects dots back to us. To you.” He spat the last word. He did not say “me.” He said “you” like it was cleaner. My skin went cold. The world narrowed. “You had him—killed?” I asked. Thomas nodded. “Yes. I had a man take care of it. Made it look like suicide. I had them drag his body away like an animal.” He shrugged. “No traces. No link.”

The realization that my mom was gone, that I would never see her or share this house with her again, was unbearable. No matter how hard I tried to wave it aside, the pain in my body was a constant reminder of what I had become. I had transformed into a creature I thought existed only in myths, a werewolf, how?! Does this mean my mom was a werewolf too? Are there things she didn’t tell me before her death? The memory of my transformation was still vivid: the way my bones had snapped and reshaped, the way my skin had stretched, the excruciating pain of the change. It was all too real to be a dream. Brenda’s betrayal stung my heart deeply. I have a truckload of questions, did she approach me as

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.

The alpha seethed in anger where he was but speaking up will implicate him, I wanted to rule him up so he'd state his connections to everything. "You whore! Don't you dare slander the alpha!" An elder warned. "Don't you dare call me a whore else I'll feed your tongue to you and make your wife spend the rest of her life in a brothel where she'll serve foreigners while you clean the brothel and watch her do so." I threatened. He was frightened by my threat and the alpha spoke up. "What if I had a hand in all these?" He asked defiantly. "Then you'd have to answer for your actions." I threw back.

I’d thought it was a text from Chantelle but with the way things were going, I realised Chantelle had nothing to do with this. “As I’ve said, I can provide you with a hundred skilled warrior wolves. I won’t rest until I see that bastard buried six feet under and since his curse is broken, it should be easy.” I was nodding along to what he was saying but I couldn’t even remember his name. All that he’d said was that he’d help me since he’d heard I was going after the Cursed Alpha but I didn’t know how he got this information. I could only assume the person who sent me that cryptic message was working behind the scenes.

It was almost 4 days since he saw Elsa.It was so agonising .He needed a mediator .He thought of taking Ned's help.Joe was so lucky .Maria had already accepted his proposal.Lucky guy- was having colourful days and pleasant nights.His life was a dry desert ,his body an arid land .What was the use of his intelligence ,if he couldn't use it to satisfy his body.Ned was troubled already.Nancy was talking to him sweetly but not allowing him to lay his hands on her .He decided to call Ned ."Hey Ned.These girls are showing too much attitude .I am going to form a gang and break their attitude ,wanna join it?"