Cursed To Feel Novels & Stories

Would this be how it ends for me, trapped and helpless beneath the earth? The dirt clung to my skin, gritty and relentless as I fought against its weight. My limbs felt heavy and uncoordinated, my mind foggy with confusion. Through the haze, I strained to hear the comforting voice that had been guiding me, but all I could hear now was the deafening silence. It seemed I was all alone in this battle. The darkness crept into my vision, a sinister glimmer that threatened to consume me whole. It coursed through my veins like a deadly poison, sending shivers down my spine. Cal’s curse had taken hold of me, its insidious effects seeping deeper with each passing moment.

“Or are you just that desperate to be alone?” I felt a lump form in my throat, the words spilling out before I could stop them. “They don’t want me. They think I’m cursed, that I’m a tool, something to be used.” My voice broke, and I felt tears sting my eyes as I looked away, embarrassed. “Cursed.” He echoed the word thoughtfully, like he was turning it over in his mind. “Interesting. You know, curses can be broken...if you're willing to pay the price.”

So sick of being dissected—by men, by doctors, and by fate itself. I wonder sometimes, in the middle of the night, if this is what I’m destined for. If my punishment for marrying wrong, for trusting wrong, is being stripped of the chance to ever feel a child inside me. Not even Rico, not even someone kind… could change this. I feel cursed. And worst of all, I feel like I’m starting to believe I deserve it. He’s silent. I don’t even expect a response. Not from him. Not from anyone. I breathe out shakily. “Just… stop.”

"What's wrong? What happened?" I couldn't speak. Could barely breathe. Maya's pain was too vast. Too overwhelming. How did she function like this? How did she wake up every morning and choose to keep going when this was her reality? "The curse," I managed. "I can feel... everyone. Everything they feel. It's too much."

" Controlled...or blinded by the jealousy. Even if you were controlled you knew what were you doing. You could have easily stopped as you know ,the cursed fire is not yet strong. But you were burning in the fire called revenge, you wanted to punish her who dared to leave you .You did what you wanted ,by pouring all your frustration. You could have even easily found out of her being poisoned if you were not too blinded. You are fucking the alpha with all the might. I was blocked by the curse but you were not. You are the one who is responsible for all the damn thing. If you agree or not doesn't matter. It's you who is the reason of her condition .You whose curse is killing her .Only and onl

The foreign sensations I had been feeling all day intensified suddenly. Pain that was not mine flooded through me. It did not calm me or ease the curse. If anything, it only intensified everything. It made the pain worse. It made Killian more frantic. My body was burning hot like I was being cooked from the inside out. This felt different from the curse. This felt wrong. The curse made me crave blood. Made me want to kill. Made me feral and violent. But this?

It was as if she'd heard the biggest joke in the world. "Is that so?" Carmen mused. "Do you really love Lyra? Do you know how much she suffered when she died? It's been ages since you last had sex with her, right? You have no idea what she went through when over a dozen men fucked her. She kept screaming your name, you know." As she spoke, she turned on the television and played the recording of how I'd been violated. I threw myself in front of the television in an attempt to block it from view.

demon man? "Well, you see, you're a human. If it had been opened by a witch, I would have been totally free but they had no plans of letting that happen, but they knew I would come up with something. Some other being. Humans. And so they put a curse on the spell that if it's being opened by a human, I'd be cursed to be stuck almost powerless with him or her." "Almost powerless?" She couldn't help but mark out that phrase. What did he mean by that?

Celeste rises, very upset. "But you're not cursed. Grandma made it up because she was upset that her son died and you were left. You look a lot like him and were a painful reminder of what she lost. That's why she sent you away and why she spread such an awful rumor." Hope swells in my chest and I can't stop it. There's a possibility I might not be cursed!

Grey has left her daughter's side when she sees me through the glass and only comes back to reality when I feel a hit on my arm and a scream in my ear. "You monster! What did you do to my daughter!" She thunders as she hits my chest till her husband holds her back. "If anything happens to my daughter, I will make sure you live the rest of your life in hell. You monster!" A lugubrious smile comes on my face. I have been living in hell since the day I was bestowed this curse for being avaricious and solipsistic, and my hell increased when I first lost the only one who made me feel less hated, and now, I am going to lose the only one who has made me feel alive after so many centuries of feeling