Demon Curse Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I didn’t just save your sister’s life, Elara. I bought yours. And I’m a man who expects a return on his investment.” Elara didn’t have options. Her sister was dying, the doctors had given up, and the only thing left in the house was an old grimoire and a ritual she was never supposed to touch. So she touched it. Now she belongs to Vane ,demon, Duke of the Seventh Circle, and the most terrifying man she has ever stood in front of. He doesn’t look like what she expected. He looks like someone who buys companies before breakfast and ruins people for sport. Cold, beautiful, and completely unbothered by the fact that he now owns her life. The deal was simple. Her sister lives. Elara obeys. Except the mark he burned into her skin doesn’t say owned. It says sacrifice. And the more time she spends inside his world , his rules, his house, his dangerous, suffocating presence ,the more she realises that Vane didn’t just answer her call that night. He’d been expecting it. She just doesn’t know why yet. And maybe that’s the most terrifying thing about him not the power, not the contract, not the way he looks at her like she’s something he’s been waiting centuries for. It’s that she’s starting to look back.

Hazel loses so much in such little time. Betrayed, abandoned and lost, she accidentally summons a demon. Although the idea of selling her soul seems absurd at the beginning, several attempts to end her life make her realize just how much she needs his protection. All in good time, a signature is all it takes for him to aid her in her new found quest for revenge.

"What the fuck are you, pup?" he asked me, confusion evident in his eyes. I could not stop my face from breaking into a smile. He will have to remain in a state of confusion. My secret will die with me. The last time someone found out, I was left almost dead in the forest. I was only lucky that Alpha Leo deemed me worthy to be resuscitated. I had new agendas at hand: become the best fighter, get rid of the curse in my blood, escape from the Crescent pack, and kill that bitch, then take over as the rightful heir. Nothing will distract me, not even when the distraction is as hot as sin itself.          

"I, Zacharias Stone, the king of the demon, rejects you Princess Charlotte as my mate and my wife. You can leave now Your services are not needed anymore." I heard my mate, my husband, the love of my life reject me on the day of our first anniversary. Why is he doing this? Everything was going on just fine until this morning then what happened all of a sudden that made Zach reject me? And choose the w***e in his arms over me? "I, Princess Charlotte Petriokias, refuses to accept your rejection"; I snapped "But at the same time I refuse to live with you. I am taking you and our children with me. You are going to reject choosing her over your own wife, your own mate f**k you and your w***e, Zach." I picked up my children in my arms and left my husband\'s kingdom with tears in my eyes. We were so in love and married for one good year then what happened that turned my happily ever after fairytale into hell? Princess Charlotte and King Zach were so in love with one another, they mated and get married. Their love story was told in the whole kingdom. They were living a happy life with their two twins son until one day Princess Charlotte returns from her kingdom to find Zach making out on the throne with other woman and later rejects her. Is it really what it looks like or is there a reason or a dark scheme behind all this that Princess Charlotte is unaware of?

Meet Amelia, a girl who had no idea that she would be drawn back to the past in order to fix her future. A little girl from California, just wanting to fit in despite the odds around her. When her mother died, she was devastated. There was no other option than to live with her father who as gradually becoming a thorn in her flesh and that eventually led to the circumstances that killed her. As if she has not been through enough and death was the best punishment she could have asked for, she reunites with her mother in a bardo state and instead of her mother allowing them to spend some time together, she decides to send her to another time and age to break a family's curse that she didn't knew existed leaving her with a necklace that can either make or mar her. She has a past she dreads going back, a future she can't envision and worse of all, a present she cannot cope with. So what will she do when she finds herself being reborn in the past and given a chance to save her future and that of the world? Will she back down because she already hates her very own existence or will she fight for the generation yet to be born?

“So you’re a virgin, then.” He says it so blatantly it rattles me to the core. “No! I mean, would it matter if I were?” “I suppose not,” he muses, his gaze shifting back to me. “But when I look at you, I want to violently fuck you until you cannot move for days.” ---- On a hiking trip with a friend, Meara accidently breaks an ancient curse, releasing a powerful Alpha from another time. He wants revenge from who imprisoned him as much as he wants her, and Meara may be the only one who can stop him. But she has a life she isn't ready to give up. And yet, there is no escaping a seductive Alpha and a deadly curse that has been unleashed across her Pack that threatens her life.

Vaelora has always felt like something in her life doesn’t add up. The nightmares are getting worse—fire consuming everything she knows, shadows moving in the smoke, a voice calling her name from the flames. She tells herself it’s nothing. Just dreams. Until the night she meets the twin Alphas. Powerful. Controlled. Dangerous in ways that make her pulse flutter . The moment they meet, something shifts. The air thickens. The bond between them snaps tight like it’s been waiting. And whatever has been sleeping inside her begins to stir. The twins rule their pack with strength and precision, but even they weren’t prepared for her. For the way she unsettles them. For the heat that sparks when she’s near. Because Vaelora isn’t just another mate. She’s the center of something bigger. Older. Darker. As tensions rise and secrets surface, the line between fate and curse begins to blur. The fire in her dreams is no longer just a memory—it’s a warning. And when it finally ignites… No one will walk away unburned.

~ My Mate’s wolf wasn’t just dormant. It was dying. And she didn’t even know she was a werewolf... ~ Seanna Morgan has no idea who she is, let alone what she is. Growing up in a sheltered strict religious community has only taught her what she is not, and what not do. Taydyn Woodson on the other hand knows exactly who he is. Future Alpha to the Blackwood pack. Lost to the fact that he still hasn’t found his mate… until now. But she has no idea who he is, or that he is her mate. Taydyn begins to try to enter her world deeply confused about why she doesn’t know she is a werewolf or how to break that news to her, hoping to discover whatever is holding her true nature down.

Book 1 - His Mate Book 2 - His Mate: The Demon King An unexpected union. Hatred turned to love. Mysteries arose. History explained. Unexpected fight and betrayal. The loss of a loved one and the quest to protect one. Aliyah found herself running around to protect herself and her unborn child while mourning the death of Prince Edward, her Mate. But it was proving difficult with the witches, rogues and everyone else after her and she will have to accept the help of the person she never thought would choose to help in such a dire time. Prince Edward awoke in a strange place with an unexpected companion who brings him news of His Mate almost every day but alas, he cannot meet her or talk to her himself. To do that, he will have to accomplish a task, a task so difficult that one error would cost him his only chance of ever being with his beloved again.

~ Ducan : Demon king ~ My kingdom is on the verge of distraction and my race is about to perish in a blink of an eye. What I need is a blessed maiden who can only be found once per hundred years. A virgin girl with the favour of the gods, who will open her legs for me In order to restore the power slipping away from me. To balance my kindom and the reels of hell, I need her to carry my seed so I could secure my position and forever rule my kind. Once my eyes are set on her, she will become mine with or without her approval, affections or consent.