Dumbledore Hand Curse Novels & Stories

She traded her magic for survival. He traded his humanity for power. Now they’ll trade everything for love. Kamari is dying—poisoned by fifteen years of suppressing the magic that killed her mother. With only months left, she crosses dimensions to save her son from a scientist who turns children into weapons. Enzo Cesario escaped that same hell years ago. Now a mafia Don hiding his wolf-breed nature behind expensive suits and colder smiles, he’s spent a decade trying to become human again—trying to atone for the woman he murdered when the beast took control. When their scents collide, a mate bond ignites that neither can deny and both are desperate to destroy. He’s the predator she should fear. She’s the witch who’s been running from her power for fifteen years. Now they’re working together to rescue thirty-two kidnapped children while fighting an attraction that defies logic, threatens everything they’ve sworn to protect, and might be the only thing that can save them both.

His lap is my throne and my body is his salvation. Orphaned and enslaved, I was sold to Prince Erwin's palace to serve as his sex slave. They said the prince drinks blood daily and has a taste for killing people. That only blood, violence, and screams can arouse his sexual desire. His favourite colour was reddish blood, and my hair was red. Perhaps that's why he fell in love with me, made love with me almost every night, but sometimes his demonic side took over and he raped me me brutally. But deep in my heart, I know he loved me. He adorned me with the jewels, burned his own king-father alive, for me. He still chose me even though he was married to a beautiful noblewoman. And I loved him as well. He is the king of my body, my heart, and my soul. The prophecy says that I will die by his hand, and before that happens, I must free him from the curse he was born with. He is the beast, and I am the beauty. Can the beauty heal the beast? **** This story contains some adult concepts such as: - Slavery, Harem, and reverse harem (since the setting is in the 16th. I opposed slavery) - Graphic sexual and violent scenes (stay away if you are under 18) - Bloody vengeance (may be distressing to some readers. If you are easily triggered, it may be best to avoid this book) - Gods, Goddesses vs Demons (Based on Greek mythology, not suitable if you are too religious) This story is a work of fiction, intended to satisfy readers' wildest smut and romantic fantasies. Please do not read this book if you dislike the above topics. You have been warned.

Kiara Retania, or Kia, has just had her heart broken. The man she loves is about to marry—but not her. She was merely the mistress of Alex Guntoro, her boss, who is set to wed the woman chosen by his parents, leaving Kia behind without a second thought. To mend her broken heart, Kia decides to go to a club and pick a man to spend the night with. In a reckless game, she spins a bottle on the table, intending to let fate choose her companion. But to her surprise, the bottle points directly at a charming and handsome bartender. But... is he really just a bartender? Or is he a man determined to make Alex pay for the pain he caused Kia—and to claim Kia, both her heart and body, for himself?

Dabby knew better than not to stay away from her stepbrother, not when he bullied, and was determined to make her life miserable. He was HOT! And HOT-tempered.    Not when she was the kind of girl he could never be seen around with. Not when he hated that they were now family, and that they attended the same school. But, she can't. Perhaps, a two week honeymoon vacation with they by themselves, was going to flip their lives forever.  

Amelia Salvatore is a weak human, born to powerful vampires. She has been hated by her family her entire life…she thought life was hard for her not until she was sent to the king’s palace as a sacrifice… The king, Helion Darkmore, an original. He is the first vampire. He was cursed centuries ago which turned him into a hybrid, a demon-vampire hybrid… A monster and a devil… Amelia’s appearance in his palace changed things for him after he found out she is the cure he’s been searching for for years, after been tormented and tortured by the curse for centuries… Amelia could calm the raging beast inside of him… He asks her to be his woman until his curse is completely gone … That is until the flower tattoo vanishes completely…that was the condition for her freedom . Amelia refuses, he threatens to kill everyone around her and she agrees… Her life becomes threatened when the shadow realm finds out about her existence, they try to kill her severally but failed… Along the line, Helion who is void of love falls in love with Amelia and asks her to marry him and be his queen, he intends to turn her into a vampire after her coronation so they can be together forever but she was poisoned by her sister, Emily and while on the brink of death, her true identity was revealed…

cold finger brushed my chin. It was barely there, but it sent a quick, immediate thrill through me, as though my body was unsure whether to retreat or lean in. He raised my head slowly and purposefully. At first I fought; my muscles clenched with terror, but his hold was unbelievably strong, and his touch was commanding but delicate. I had no choice but to follow. Then our eyes connected. My breath caught in the back of my throat. Elara’s lineage was cursed. A werewolf by blood, a witch by fate, and something far more dangerous by destiny. She had spent her life looking forward to the mate ceremony but she gets the shock of her life as he rejects her and she is attacked. Everything that she has ever know about herself is not what it seems. Rejected by her mate, she is hunted by the supernatural council. But the night has other plans. When she falls into the hands of Abbadon, the Vampire King, she expects death. Instead, he saves her, binding their fates in ways neither of them understand. With war looming and the council determined to erase her existence, Elara has no choice but to embrace the darkness within. The witches who should have stood by her have turned against her. The werewolves see her as an abomination. And the council’s most feared enforcers are closing in. When her home is burned to the ground and her family slaughtered, she swears vengeance. No longer just a fugitive, she becomes the storm that will bring the supernatural world to its knees. Will she survive or will she forever be an abomination to be hunted until her death?

Amara Drivas was treated as an outcast by the Crimson moon pack. It's been sixteen years of slavery and humiliation that she endured, thinking it was the right thing to do; to be grateful knowing that she—a half-human and a half-werewolf—was accepted to live with the pack after her human mother died when she gave birth of her. She felt indebted towards the pack to whom her father was loyal, so even though the place turned out to be like hell for her, she obeyed the Alpha and the full bloods. But as she grew older, she found herself questioning the apparent inequality and unjust rules of the higher ranks, including the Alpha. The night before her seventeenth birthday, a tragedy happened before her eyes. Her father Argus Drivas and the love of her life Killan Montreal, who did nothing but obey the Alpha,were killed by the warrior wolves. Amara's wrath was kindled. All her life, she thought that shifting into a wolf would be impossible—as most werewolves in the pack have concluded that she was a cursed child, a punishment by the Moon goddess to her parents—but at that unexpected moment, she transformed into a dangerous wolf. She never felt so powerful until that night she transformed. Rage and vengeance overpowered her that killing became so easy. She killed the warrior wolves in their house and then escaped to a faraway land where werewolves couldn't enter— in Drysdale, the territory of humans. As she lived in that place, she learned new things that Amara, herself, did not even realize during her stay in the Crimson moon pack for so many years. A realization that she wasn't cursed and the power that has given her by the Moon goddess turned out to be a wonderful blessing. What else would she figure out?

They said I was cursed. Broken. Unworthy of love. I believed them—until the night Alpha Thorne Blackwater looked into my eyes and called me his mate. For one perfect heartbeat, I thought I'd finally found where I belonged. Then he ripped it all away. He rejected me in front of twelve packs, called me a disease, and threw me to the wolves like trash. They hunted me. Broke me. Left me bleeding in a forest where nothing survives. But I didn't die. Something ancient woke up inside me instead—something that feeds on pain, on rage, on every scar he gave me. Now I'm back, and I'm not the weak little wolf he destroyed. I'm the nightmare he created. Thorne wants me back? He can beg. He can crawl. He can suffer the way I did. And maybe—just maybe—I'll let him live long enough to regret ever letting me go.

Hazel has spent five years away from the pack, nursing the wounds of a broken heart. After being humiliated by her mate, Alpha Jordan, she’s finally returned—not for him, but to reclaim her life. But the secrets surrounding her past are far from over. Why was Jordan hiding the truth about the poison that’s slowly consuming him? At a party meant for suitor hunting, Hazel’s attention is caught by another alpha, Logan. Just when she thinks she might move on, Jordan steps in, claiming her in front of everyone. Their confrontation sparks something deep within Hazel—something she’s been trying to bury for years. But when masked men attack, everything changes. Hazel’s escape takes a painful turn as the mark on her back burns, pulling her back toward Jordan. What she finds is not the man she once knew, but a beast—one that might be more dangerous than she ever realized. As dark secrets unravel, Hazel is faced with a choice she never expected. And the truth about her bloodline could cost her everything. The question isn’t just who she is, but who she’s willing to become. Will she risk it all to save the man who shattered her heart? Or is it already too late?

It was supposed to be the happiest day for Almene for she’s getting married to the man she loves, Francis Herrera. Not until she faced the altar with an unfamiliar man, waiting for her instead. That same day she learned that her fiance died in a car accident while heading to the church. What devastated her even more is she couldn’t stop the wedding because of her father’s debt to the man she’s marrying, who turned out to be the notorious playboy, Lideon Ambrose Martin whose also from one of the richest families in the country.