Gumball Curse Novels & Stories

ends flashback. The Gipus Curse: This was the curse that the witches of Gipus kingdom had cast over the immortals of Green kingdom. It reduced them to half-mortal and half-immortal making them unable to live forever. The original Greens, Terese and Bingy-White were forced to sacrifice a few of their lives to save their son and granddaughters by doing this the latter became immortal. When they sacrificed some of their years, Terese and Bingy-White, their bodies could no longer exist on earth so they went into the land of immortality to sustain what had remained of their souls. This sacrifice was the only deal they could make with the witches of Gipus kingdom to have them quit practicing dark

She must be precise to not let it stray, and quick enough to not put herself at risk. "By the moon's power, I curse you, Ganur Gaddang, chieftain of Tapakuma," the silver threads creeping onto Ganur's skin, etching themselves inside. He jerked with fear. "to never be loved nor seen by your mated soul as her other half. She shall never feel the pull and the bond. She will see you as her greatest enemy and bring you the pain of those you inflicted twofold. This curse will be passed to your son, and your son's son, until the last born of your bloodline." The threads were completely sunken on his body. Ganur felt the heaviness of it, etching on his bones. He wriggled his body, in a desperate att

murmured Leona. She chewed her thumb nails as she thought. There is only one choice. Ring the bell. But that means William will come and open the door. Leona was sure the boy would be annoyed with her. But she had no other way. Leona bit her lower lip as she hesitantly ringing the bell once. Almost a minute. But there was absolutely no response from within. "Should I ring the bell again?" thought Leona. Hesitating, Leona ringing the bell again. Not long after, a figure of William came over with his sleepy face. Leona felt bad that she had disturbed the boy's rest.

A freak accident that left me completely alone in the world. But now, I couldn’t help but wonder. Were they werewolves too? Had they known this would happen to me? Alaric said the curse didn’t activate unless you killed someone. If they were werewolves, had they never triggered the curse? Or was it something else entirely? I glanced at the window, where the light of the setting sun was fading, giving way to the night. The full moon was coming. I could feel it—a strange hum at the back of my mind, growing stronger with each passing moment.

"No problem. So what's the curse?" "Well, apparently our pack was cursed by a witch who carved the curse using eternal ice. The curse stated that goblins would destroy and dominate our pack for every fifty years and it also made each pack family to only give birth to one child." He finished. "Whoa" Kevin sat back on the sofa. He was shocked that the curse had such a huge gravity on their pack. "So that's why every family only had one child, I had always thought it was by choice." Nacen shook his head "I also thought so too but its not the Case".

"We have less than a year. All of us. Unless the curse is broken." The words land like physical blows. A mug slips from someone's fingers, shattering on the deck. A woman near the back gasps, hand flying to her mouth. Two men exchange glances of naked fear. The celebration that had filled the air just moments ago evaporates, leaving behind something thin and brittle. "That can't be right," a voice calls out. "We've lived with this curse for generations." "Read it yourself," Gabriel says, his voice gaining an edge. "The curse has stages. We've been in the first stage – the inability to bond properly with mates. This is the second stage. The final stage."

I press a hand there like I can hold my heart together by force. “The Lyovles’ choice determines the speed, not the outcome.” “All beings gone, only to be saved when a single generation who bears the curse is wiped out.” I slam the book shut. The sound echoes too loud in the room. “No,” I whisper again, shaking my head. “No, no, no.” The rumors can't be right! How am I a curse? I've never had any curse like feeling. How would someone cursed behave? Do they constantly take hidden stashes of candies and find Ethics classes boring?

Sadly, the end result is only The Vicious as their DNA is completely corrupted. I shuddered at that thought. Turning into a mindless bat monster because a vampire decided to 'corrupt your DNA'? The medical implications were also rather terrifying. I found myself wondering if 'The Vicious' made their own sort of venom and could pass on that curse like lycanthrope. Sort of like zombies in the form of bat monsters.

It wasn't like I hadn't tried telling my family about the curse. A month ago, the pack witch, Alina Lopez, told me that the curse was extremely deadly, with no way of lifting it. I would be coughing up blood and dying in a month. The first thing I did was to return home to see my family. As soon as I walked in, I saw my older brother, Kent Greene, happily holding up a beautiful new dress against Natali Fisher. "Dad, Mom, look at the dress Kent bought for me—isn't it beautiful?" Natali twirled around with the dress and looked over to Mom and Dad.

“But I can’t sense a Mate Bond on you.” “And you won’t,” I reply shortly. “Because there isn’t one.” “Or maybe it just hasn’t had time to develop.” We stop just beside my car, with Madalynn leaning against the driver’s side door so I can’t open it. “Mate Bonds aren’t always instantaneous. Sometimes they take time.” “Or they don’t appear at all,” I remind her. “I doubt that’s in the cards for me.” “I wouldn’t be too sure,” she muses. Her brows furrow, face darkening. “The Curse took my family, Ez. And you’re the only reason I’m still alive. I owe you enough to tell you when you’re being stupid.”