Ginger And The Cursed Prince Novels & Stories

“My name is Juniper. Juniper Sinclair. But I don’t think that I –“ “Oh, no,” the Priest says, laughing and looking around at us. “You are – it can only be you. Don’t you see? You have already broken my curse – the confusion that Darkness laid upon me so many years ago. Only she can break it – I saw the curse in the moment he cast it! I laid a hasty countermeasure – only when I felt her touch - the mate of the Crescent Prince, the Heir – would my curse be broken. You are she.”

Cupping my chin in his palm, he gently raises my head so I will look directly into his eyes. He says, “I have been consulting with a witch. Her name is Helen, and she has told me that your greatest gift is a curse instead. You have been cursed by someone with the gift of Aphrodite and that means every man you come in touch with, wants you. They have no control and eventually become mad with lust if they don’t have you. She has told me of a way that she thinks might be able to help, but you can never be cured. It will only lesser the curse so the men won’t be driven mad, however there may be consequences.”

Suddenly, from the corner of the room, their mother’s voice rose in a broken wail. “Carla! Don’t take one of my children. It’s just me… It’s just me. Don’t make them suffer!” The plea cut through the air like a knife, raw and pleading. Their mother’s eyes were wide with terror, her bound hands twisting against the ropes as she rocked back and forth. The name “Carla” hung in the room like a summoned ghost, a tangible thread linking the present torment to the sins of the past. Eloise and Elena exchanged a glance heavy with shared dread—the curse was stirring again, drawing closer, its tendrils reaching for what little they had left.

Losing both his mate and child would wreck him. “Alpha I must speak with you urgently.” Viva dismissed the nurses and walked to him. “What is wrong with her?” “I wasn’t sure when I saw it initially, but I'm afraid we have a troubling situation on our hands.” “Speak, Viva what is wrong.” “I believe, our princess has been cursed.” “Cursed… I hope you are sure of what you are saying” George said, voice dipping to a guttural growl as his eyes turned an inhuman gold. Viva’s head dropped in submission her body trembling a bit.

Alexis walk around the castle to have some exercise before going back to her room to rest. •*•*•*•*•* Alexis is here inside her room while sitting on her bed with Ginger on her lap. She's caressing his head. "Tell me, Ginger... Were you the one who removed our parents' curse? I told you to rest, didn't I?" She stated. "Meow!" Ginger jumps down and transform into his little boy form. He sat down beside Alexis. "I want to help you, master. Since the day that you took care of me and the time that we did the ritual, I already see you as my new master." He explained.

The lycan king waved his hand in approval, then he too moved away from the window from which he observed Darkfire City, followed by his two bodyguards. Ginger who was walking in the castle, crossed the lycan king in a corridor. For her, it was a godsend. She bowed down to greet him. "Allow me, my king, to take some of your time to ask you a complaint." she asked respectfully. "You can straighten up Ginger, I'm listening." Launched the king. "Thank you my king." Ginger replied, getting up. "I know this isn't the place or the time to talk about it, but I may not get the chance anytime soon."

I could sense their desire for me, and it sent a thrill through my body. "Good morning, Emily," Zayden said, giving me a cheeky grin. "You're looking lovely today." I forced a smile, trying to ignore the nagging feeling in my gut. "Thanks, Zayden. You're not looking too bad yourself." He chuckled and leaned in closer to me. "You know, Emily, if you need someone to take your mind off things, I'm more than willing to help." I felt myself flush with arousal, but I shook my head. "Not now, Zayden. I'm worried about the curse and what it might mean for us."

“Who are you and why are you answering Ginger’s door?” Kyle asked “I’m Prince Lumar and who might you be? For me answering the door is none of your business.” Lumar replied back Kyle then pushed past Lumar and walked up to Ginger and hugged her. You could hear a growl coming from Lumar. Kyle looked at him and gave him a smile. “Kyle, what are you doing here and why did you hug me?” Ginger asked

Whispers sliced through the silence. “The cursed prince found his mate?” someone gasped. “She is human!” another shrieked, like I was a cockroach on their food. Then an absolute asshole yelled, “One is cursed and the other is a human slave. What a joke!” Excuse you, sir. You are the joke.

“What are you talking about?” “The Lycan Prince has been cursed since the night he got his wolf and the curse is killing him slowly,” she turns from the window, her sharp eyes now trained on me. “The Royal family has kept it quiet, but those of us who practice the old arts know the signs. He has been searching for a cure, and now, he has found it.” “Found it? What does that mean?”