Cursed Thomas Wheeler Novels & Stories

Daemon continued while moving even closer to where Thomas knelt, “Tell me the truth now and I will ensure your death is quick and painless, but if you continue to lie and we later discover accomplices you failed to name then your suffering will be endless.” Thomas’s eyes darted around the hall again and I could see him calculating whether cooperation might buy him some mercy or whether staying silent would better serve whatever cause he believed he was fighting for. The guards holding him tightened their grip in warning and one of them growled low in his throat, and finally Thomas seemed to break under the pressure. “There are three others who knew about my communications with the hunters,”

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."

I turned to run but stopped when I caught a glimpse of the short pistol levelled at my head. Delilah's pistol was levelled at me while smirking, "where do you think you are going?" I stood transfixed while staring helplessly at the point of the gun pointing at my temple. "Let her go Delilah," the unknown man said as he delivered a killing blow at the guard. The ambitious guard who identified himself as Tommy collapse on the floor out cold.

Fur matted with his blood, I rolled over and searched for whoever needed help next. Miles was ripping the throat out of the final enemy wolf. I took a ragged breath and glanced at Charles and Bryson. Charles was worse off and bleeding profusely, but he’d be okay, thanks to shifter healing. Bryson had a few bites on his body, but they looked superficial. Luckily, those two were the strongest wolves in Theo’s pack after Theo, Trevor, and Zeke. Charles didn’t look at me. Instead, he stared at the Snake River as if it were the most interesting thing in the world.

I look back at the paper and unwrap it, finding a handwritten note with the heading; the cursed brothers and their doom. Curiosity gets the best of me and I find myself reading the rest of the note. “The three brothers were once human, they lived in 1700s before they were cursed by a powerful witch because of their evil deeds; they were the first werewolves to never walked the surface of the earth,” Suddenly, I feel like I'm reading something I shouldn't but again, curiosity wins and I read the rest of the note. “The spell was both a curse and a blessing. It gave them immortality, riches and the wealth they'd always desired but then came their doom in the form of a girl who is said bare the

Justice wasn’t just a demand; it was a necessity. “The sentence is clear,” Elder Rogers said, “For practicing forbidden magic, endangering this pack, and threatening the life of the Alpha’s mate and heir, Ian Ackerman is hereby stripped of his title and—” I couldn’t hear anything as a strange thing happened, at first, I felt a splitting headache and I held my head for a while, and then came the ache in my Chest. I clutched my chest tightly and groaned. I began to convulse immediately and then began sensing the familiar sensation, my curse!

Ethan replied impatiently, "Should we have left Mandy and the kid stranded in the middle of nowhere? Besides, we arranged for someone to pick up Heidi. It was just for a short while, so what's the problem?" "Arranged for someone? Just for a short while?" I stood up abruptly, swatting away his hand, my eyes blazing red. "Ethan, do you know that because of your damn 'short while', Heidi, she..." My voice choked, unable to continue the horrifying truth. Ethan frowned impatiently. "What are you trying to say?" "Heidi, she..." I took a deep breath, trembling as I spoke, "She was killed by wolves!" As I said those words, I felt every part of me crumbling, my body ice-cold, and everything went dark

Jamal asked shakily. "Sit down back and stay silent till he finishes" Abu ordered. Jamal slowly sank back into his seat while Forbes continued. "He was cursed by Naja a winter witch because of his mother and my wrongdoings to the witch, he was cursed to be emotionless" Forbes paused, trying not to break down before the council. "We searched endlessly for a cure but could not find one until now, unfortunately the cure happened to be A Sheba, the witch's daughter"

“Alpha. What is your judgment on this?” He took a long breath, I could see the hesitancy on his face. Then he turned to me. And looked me in the eyes. Cold. Distant. As if the night before had never happened. “By the decree of the Elders… Silver Colt, you are hereby banished from the werewolf world and I also reject the bond or anything we ever shared.”

My homeroom teacher scoffed coldly and turned her head away. “All valedictorians deserve to die!” I sighed. “Ms. Spector, since you refuse to speak, I’ll speak for you. “You killed them because, fifteen years ago, someone stole your title as the valedictorian.” Ms. Spector turned to look at me in surprise and gestured for me to continue. I calmly recounted all the events that had been buried for fifteen years. Ms. Spector had come from a rural area. Fifteen years ago, just as she was about to take the SATs, her younger brother was diagnosed with leukemia and urgently needed money for surgery.