Eternal Curse Novels & Stories

Inside was a single object, bound in a frost-coated bark, etched with the golden spiral. It pulsed once in his hand and then went still. And the cathedral listened. Kieran opened the book and read out loud: “Those who read this book have already been damned. When you pass through those doors of how you so crave, it shall be your demise in the true self of you. For you shall see it, the thing that is everything.” Kieran gulped as he carried on reading.

“Where I control myself.” Her gaze lifted to mine. “This is where you came… that night?” “Yes.” She hesitated, then asked softly, “Why does it happen to you…What's the beast they talk about?” I exhaled slowly. “It’s a curse. When it happens, it demands blood. The only good thing is that it makes me stronger in battle. Deadlier. But it also takes from me…eats me slowly” She stepped closer to me. “Then why did it take over when we were kissing?”

The pendant at her throat pulsed with increasing warmth, its protective magic recognizing the supernatural threat implicit in his words. "She called it the Eternal Bond," Damien said, his voice carrying disgust that had deepened over the centuries. "A curse woven into the very fabric of our transformation. Any vampire she created would be incapable of sustaining love with anyone but her. Oh, we could feel attraction, even affection, but true love—the kind that transforms and redeems—would always be corrupted by our nature." "But you escaped," Iris said, though her voice carried uncertainty. "You found Eleanor, built the garden, lived without killing for decades."

“Why is the Goddess of Witches obsessed with her? Let’s say she’s immortal. A hybrid. Fine. But the obsession Hecate has with Elysia—it’s beyond logic.” Gamma Celeriac’s face tightened. He didn’t speak immediately. They never told me Elysia was immortal. But the signs were there. The curse... her power... the way she sometimes spoke, as if carrying lifetimes within her. Still, I didn’t know what the curse was. Something she and Gamma had kept hidden. “Look...” He paused. “Hecate’s curse—whoever she marks, she takes a part of their soul. It allows her to manipulate them, bind them, torment them. Elysia... she was cursed.”

"I'm listening." And so Aria told her. Everything. The mate bond. Both kings. The curse—how it worked, what it meant, the price of breaking it. Her father's abuse, his threats, his deal with Knox. Knox's connection to the original curse, his family feeding on royal suffering for three centuries. The gray-cloaked followers. Morgana's corrupted spell. The blood moon countdown. And the latest revelation from Seraphina. Eternal death. A soul trapped forever, aware and alone.

That somehow I was there, the curse starts there and there is no other time I could have been cursed and she would have been my trigger. That means that I am connected somehow to Scarlet, back then when she was cursed it means that I was there somehow. I have been reading up on curses and there I generational and then there is soul curses. The soul curse seems to be what Charlotte and I have. From what I read up the soul curse takes a lot more magic than any other curse in the world. If you think about it then it would make sense, the magic doesn’t die no matter what. Even if that person’s soul isn’t reincarnated for centuries the curse follows them and clings to them the moment they are bor

"Please can you tell us about this curse" "Well the curse is actually from your ancestors, Nacen. A thousand years ago, a witch used eternal ice to carve and cast a curse on your pack because she couldn't marry the alpha. The curse stated that goblins will always attack your pack and dominate them every fifty years and it also stated that wolf family will only give birth to one child nothing more. So your pack has always been dominated by goblins for fifty years. And it is you and her destiny to break the curse, it has already been predestined and it will come true"

"It's not something I really want to think about." Christopher turned the box over in his hand. "Well, it's something you should," he stated. "I'm not sure how much Sawyer has told you, but as a part of the curse, it's said that if he can't find his mate and the bond fails, Sawyer and the girl who is with him on that night will burn to death under the red moon."

1696, St. Austell, Cornwall, England I awoke with an unusual burning sensation enveloping my entire body as I tried to open my arduous eyelids, but the smothering heat engulfed me, drowning me as I started to shake uncontrollably, impelling me to the darkness as I lost consciousness. However, before I was hauled to a bottomless gulf, I heard Amara's revoltingly aggrieved voice. “You will be doomed for an eternity of solitude and suffering, Caleb as you have scathe and betrayed my love for you...”