Eternal Curse Novels & Stories

It was one of the reasons I kept him close and also, occasionally, one of the reasons I found him exhausting. I stopped walking. He stopped too, looking at me, waiting. "Have you noticed something?" I said. He frowned slightly. "What?" "The ground," I said. "That sound it makes. That deep, low vibration that runs through the floor of the east wing every few days." I looked at him. "It hasn't happened once since she arrived this morning." Riven was quiet for a second. "So?" he said, but his voice had lost some of its certainty. "So the stories are true," I said. "The curse was never one-sided. It was never just something the Vales carried. We carry our half of it too, and we need them to surv

Lucien beared his teeth as he started to close the gap between them "No matter what happens, you die" Summer opened her mouth to say something but closed it again "You are immortal... but cursed to die and be reborn...." He shook his head and laughed "And then the race to find you starts all over again" A howl suddenly rose up to surround them. The crowd around them screamed and started to run in all directions Jake smiled at her. "Better watch it darling... don't want to die too soon now do we"

There were two glass jars inside with my head and kidney both soaking in formaldehyde. "What gives that bitch the right to be your wife? She even got one of your kidneys," Carmen snarled as she caressed the two jars. "That's why I took it out. I'm returning it to you now. What I can't have, I won't let anyone else have either. My godfather will be here soon. He'll kill all of you to avenge my father!" There was a glimmer of love in Evan's eyes as he stared at my head in the jar. He reached into his pocket and gripped the scalpel inside tightly.

The custodian said, “These Grand Emperors are researching the attributes of the curse’s power. They want to create an elixir that will suppress the curse’s power.” After hearing that, James asked, “Will it work?” “Eliminating the curse is not possible. It will endure within humans forever from this point forward, just like the seal. However, suppressing it shouldn’t be a problem.” James felt relieved after hearing the custodian’s words. He said, “After I came back, I walked around Sol and Wyrmstead. Humanity is in a terrible state right now. Every day, a large number of people perish. Please ask the Grand Emperors to make haste.”

Chelsea noted. "It's because of the curse," Bryan replied. "What is this curse called?" Chelsea asked. Bryan explained it was the Midnight Curse, which kills the afflicted and their relatives within an hour if not treated. And if the curse is intense, even stabilization won't help. I sat on the ground, pained, feeling my heart slow and my senses dull. I couldn't make sense of what was happening around me. Chelsea's worried voice reached me; she was giving instructions to Belle and Bryan. I fought the pain, trying to draw the curse into myself so it wouldn't harm Flora or pass to Ivan. I couldn't let that happen.

“This isn’t a random curse, Aria. This is targeted, specific, and incredibly sophisticated. Whoever placed this on you knew about your bloodline. They cursed you to prevent something from awakening.” “What bloodline?” I asked. “I’m just—I was just a Beta’s daughter. Nothing special.” “You’re far more than that,” Dr. Chen said. “But we’ll get to that. First, you need to understand the full extent of what this curse is doing.” She pulled up more data on the scanner. “The curse is also slowly killing you. It’s designed to appear like natural aging—gradual organ failure, weakening bones, deteriorating health. Most people cursed like this die in their forties or fifties, and no one suspects magic

Because of the curse the witches cast on me—as punishment for trying to balance the powers between all creatures and defy their claim to supremacy—immortality clung to me like a second skin, both gift and burden entwined. I buried my parents. My friends. My pack. Century after century, I watched them fall away, one by one. And I know, with a certainty that still steals my breath, that one day I will watch Rowan die too. Naturally, or not. Even my fated mate, if he ever truly existed, would slip beyond my reach, the curse shadowing every instinct, clouding every bond before it could fully form.