Cursed To Feel Mga Nobela at Kwento

She felt like she was cursed . For a moment,she absent mindedly accepted the fact that she was cursed ,just like everyone had said .A teardrop from her eyes and she immediately cleaned it off. She tries to regain her weak strength,her stolen courage and her undeniable determination which had kept her going over a long period of time .But too bad that things aren't working as expected. She was hurt,she is in pain and she is emotionally drained .She can't feel her breath anymore,her courage is gone ,her strength is gone and her hope is slowly going away .

I couldn’t tell where I ended and he began. Vael straddled me now. Heavy. Calm. Unfazed. His neck still bled where I cut him, thick lines of red trailing down his chest, dripping onto mine. I felt it again. A throb. Not desire. Not lust. Something uglier. A hot, bruising ache between my thighs that shamed me even now. “You feel that?” he said lowly, as his thighs pressed hard against my groin. “The sickness inside you. That’s the curse we share.”

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. A curse? It felt like a page out of a fantasy novel. But the man in front of me looked dead serious, and the eerie feeling in the air added to the gravity of the situation. As he spoke, his voice became softer, and I could feel a sense of sorrow and pain in his words. It was as if he was carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders, and my mind couldn't help but wonder what kind of curse could be so powerful that it could affect someone's entire life.

Her thoughts faded when Claire started speaking. "Cousin, what are you pampering her for? She is the reason why Aunt is disabled. She is a curse to Aunt. Why are you carrying Aunt's curse like she is precious..." Claire's words were cut abruptly when Kael growled in anger. He is the Alpha. Once he releases his intimidating aura, normal dragons or shifters cannot withstand the pressure.

He was going farther and I slumped down crying over my cruel fate. Did he feel the same when I left him? Am I being punished for the deed I didn't do deliberately? She was right all long. I don't deserve to be loved. I am a Curse and a curse is only lifted not loved.

I wanted to throw up, both from exhaustion and the fear that started to take root in the pits of my being. “I am trespassing too!” I spit out without thinking, stumping on the ground with my bare feet as if I was desecrating something holy. “Punish me instead! Kill me!” Yes! Please kill me before they lay their hands on me and my life ends at the hands of men and their greed! The stranger seems to pick on my distress and I can tense the way they tense as they cast another troubled look in my direction.

“My father wasn’t selfish. You might think that he was after his contribution to your father’s death and the collapse of your pack or because he asked me to kill him… It is so he wouldn’t send the kingdom down a path we cannot return from… Without our mates, we become feral… violent, tyrannical. We lust after blood... "When my mother died, when he lost his mate, the curse restarted, he started to lose his senses, and he would lose time, like how I have before and awoken to a room full of bodies… Only a few elders know the details of this curse, sworn to secrecy, whereas the others are aware of an unbinding deal set in place, one where they wield more authority than the Alpha King… that is un

Just the thought of leaving alone a person who has always had to watch others leave never to return makes my heart ache and tears run down my cheeks. "I can't leave him. Besides loving him, I understand him. I know what it feels like to be left alone, I know how much it hurts when everyone leaves and you're left behind watching them slowly walk away. >> He has a curse that makes the women he gives them pleasure die; I have a curse of watching everyone around me die or watching them walk away and watch me with distaste. We are cursed. We are the cursed couple and for that, I trust we will be happy."

The air hung heavy with the stench of illness and decay, a cruel reminder of the curse that had taken hold of their community. A wave of frustration crashed over Caden, his chest tightening as he grappled with the reality that their ritual had dissolved into failure. It was as if the very ground beneath him had shifted, leaving him unsteady and disheartened. He felt like a failure — not only to himself but to the entire pack who depended on him. Desperation clawed at him, igniting a fierce determination to explore any means necessary to rescue those he loved.

"Mom, don't be upset! Let's enjoy the holiday with Mandy and ignore her!" As I listened to their exchange, my heart was filled with despair. I stumbled into Heidi's room and collapsed onto her bed. Tears fell silently, soaking her pink bedsheet. The pain was unbearable, and I could feel it even in my bones. The room still held Heidi's sweet scent, like candy. Yet, my world had lost all its sweetness. I blamed myself for being weak. If I had insisted on staying with Heidi instead of giving in, if I had not trusted Ethan so easily, Heidi would not have...