Gumball Cursed Novels & Stories

"You came back from the dead to tell bedtime stories? , My late father told me before his dismissal..." Galiver chuckled softly. "Mock it if you wish. But the signs have already begun. The moment she touched the book, the curse reawakened. The air you breathe in this mansion now belongs to it." As if on cue, a low rumble echoed through the ground — faint but undeniable. The chandeliers above swayed gently. Luca's expression didn't waver. "I've dealt with curses, Galiver. I destroy them." The old man shook his head slowly. "Not this one, Don Luca. This time, the curse wears your own face."

"His name is Kaleb, he came here yesterday from the south east, he is a guard here" "This is a curse" Ryan whispered to himself The only person who was capable of laying powerful curses was unwanted souls like Gabriel or Marilyn "This is definitely your handwork Gabriel" He whispered again, shaking his head in disbelief

I was an unusual child, I began speaking and walking flawlessly at only six months old, I had impeccable hearing also, of all my very special and strange abilities, I hated that one the most, because I’ve heard nothing but hurtful words. My eyes often randomly turns golden yellow and then goes back to normal, I grew up hearing parents tell their children to not have anything to do with me, I grew up hearing everyone say I was cursed and I brought bad luck to whoever gets involved with me. Ofcourse what would I have them think, even I knew that I wasn’t normal. I grew up watching family and friends desert my mother, leaving her with only me. The guilt plagued me. Her suffering was my fault. I

he groaned as he felt more pains at the back of his neck and more headache. "What is happening?" He muttered as his eyes began to ache too. Suddenly a mark appeared at the middle of his palm in ancient writings and since he could read ancient writings, he read them and his eyes popped out like an owl, as if they would fall off anytime soon. On his palm was boldly written in ancient writings, 'The cursed wolf'. He looked at Lydia and then at himself and then it dawned on him. Lydia wasn't the one who would break his curse. It was Jade and Lydia was the one to curse him more.

she demanded at once. “I am cursed…or I was cursed.” I said and Kylo squished my hand. “My Luna and my pack went through a big tragedy, Alpha Zenith. A half-witch cursed her to be the misery of my pack, and after our coronation, the curse started to happen. And the only way to cut the curse was her death, we asked the Hybrid Reaper’s help but he created a bond with her. I hope you can help us cut it.” She looked at me, and pity lingered in her eyes.

'Heyy! look at him ..the one sitting next to Vivian what say girlss? ready for another bet! if I win he will be my eleventh ',giggled ELSA . 'I won't let that happen ..,see I will remove my shrug ..what do you say?'said she. "I already surrender Nancy...if I was a male I would have fallen right dead .',exclaimed Maria in a subdued tone."moreover its rather insane to play with somebody's feelings when you know you are not serious."

"Kyla, you can't beat me. No matter when, no matter what, you'll end up dying by my hand. I used to be kind. I even gave you six months to live, but you just had to push me. Now, I'll send you straight to hell." She lifted her hand. On her palm was that familiar symbol. "Scared? Then get on your knees and beg." Francis looked just as pleased, already calculating how much money Sally would bring in once she made her comeback. I smiled. "Sally, when you were coughing up blood earlier, that little symbol didn't do a thing. What makes you think it'll save you now?" "That's because I didn't… Wait. How do you know about that?" Sally's heartbeat spiked. "You're not supposed to know. That's impossib

The curse breaks on the sound. Unfortunately, there is a deadline. My grandmother said ten months from the bond's first activation, the curse becomes permanent. I don't know when activation happens or if it's happened already. I'm writing as soon as I know. I'm sorry that may not be soon enough. I can't reverse it at all, as I threw the necklace after breaking it. My grandmother says the curse has settled and might not be reversible. I'm sorry. I'm also, I'll admit it, afraid. My husband doesn't know any of this, and I'm in a country that I won't name, and I hope you'll understand why I can't be more specific than this letter.

Selena didn’t know how long it had been since Theo, with all the grace of a gremlin godparent, grabbed her by the arm and hurled her face-first through a magical door like he was tossing a sack of mildly cursed potatoes. Now here she was—cheek smushed against the dusty, mossy floor of what looked like a half-abandoned temple from a low-budget horror film. Her dignity had clearly been left behind somewhere between the ER and whatever cursed GPS coordinates this shrine belonged to.

He finishes with a smirk and there comes that feeling again that makes tears burn in my eyes and cause terror in my heart. “You're lying; Vance promises he won't hurt me.” My lips quiver as I say those words loudly, and I don't even even believe them. He sneers. “Think about it, princess; your fate is to one day kill him. Now, Vance has tasted immortality and wealth, he has tasted power and authority; do you think he's going to let some girl get in the way of that? Trust me, Vance can get any girl that he wants.” He sighs and turns his back to me. “During the first century of being cursed, we weren't sure who was going to become our doom, so Damien and I got rid of our mates; however, Vance