How Many Unforgivable Curses Are There Novels & Stories

we said together. Right now, it doesn’t look good, but the herbs they used... tell me a witch put a spell so you won’t have children. In our world, witches use special rituals and ingredients, such as rare herbs, to weave curses on others. A curse like this binds the body and blocks the natural magic that allows for new life. Most curses can only be broken by the witch who cast them, or by using a counter-spell that matches their power. The good news is, this is fixable, need to find the witch. Makarius called Drystan and told him what happened. He threatened him with war again, then hung up. The room fell silent.

The Witch Guardian raised a hand to calm him. “Alex, please. This isn’t something that can be undone easily. Curses tied to unborn children are among the most dangerous and complex. We’ll need time to research, to find a way to undo it”. Alex’s jaw tightened, and he turned to look at Evelyn, her fragile form lying motionless on the bed. His heart shattered at the sight. “We don’t have time,” He said firmly, his voice filled with desperation. “Find a way. There has to be something we can do” Veronica stepped forward, placing a comforting hand on Alex’s shoulder.

Roman is looking at me with that watchful gaze again but this time it’s different. “Was that supposed to happen?” My breaths come out in short quick successions. “No.” “I figured.” “This isn’t going to be as easy as I thought.” “Why is that?” I ask as I button up my shirt. We’re not going to try again, right? I don’t want to feel that again. “There are five levels of curses. Beginner, intermediate, advanced, Expert and Unique.” Roman explains. “Beginner is simple, like making someone have rashes or jinxing their day. The difficulty increases the further we go up.”

Thoughts were sweet but their own false hope still residing turning down the sweetness earlier Everyone knew, the curse wasn't healed? Why no one knew? The words spread , luna being impure creating the remorse in the members . But who would dare to speak it loud .Moreover , the clossness of Richard and Eliss happened to be oil in fire . Richard, whose name was forbidden was roaming in the palace in bright light, laughing and enjoying as if the shadows of past never lingered in the hall of palace . Stunned the very soul in the palace who knew, who he was.

I demanded. “Precisely. We usually say the body dies, and the soul lives on, but with this curse, you crush the soul, leaving the body intact. It’s one of the ten Forbidden Curses that witches aren’t allowed to use because the pain is excruciating. The pain incapacitates the body, like paralyzing you, and then slowly and painfully the soul dies inside and there is nothing you can do.” she answered. “And how long does it last?” Dad asked, looking pale.

There was so much in it. I learned that there are countless kinds of curses, classified in many different ways. There are individual curses, paired ones, mass curses, ancestral, family-bound, local, delayed, reversible and irreversible—and even accidental ones. A person could be cursed simply by the power of thought, in a moment of extremely strong emotion. However, such abilities usually belong only to magical creatures and mage-humans—who, in truth, are not that numerous.

An old friend, Rufus, a powerful Warlock, came to see Zachary about the dire situation. "They are dark witches, Zachary. They use forbidden spells—black magic. Trust me, I had no idea they were aiding the vampires. Let me help you win this war. I’ll put them in their place," Rufus offered, his eyes glinting with determination. "We need all the help we can get, Rufus. Thank you," Zachary replied gratefully. Warlocks were incredibly rare—only five existed in the entire world, each one possessing the power of a hundred witches combined. Rufus called upon his fellow Warlocks to join the fight against the dark witches.

A few hours earlier… When Zephyr summoned the warlock God and stated his request, he asked for an irreversible curse. “I want to cast a curse on my stepbrother, Alpha King Alexander, so that he could never find his mate, nor could his mate sense a bond with him. This curse must persist through all his future lives,” Zephyr described with determination. “Are you absolutely certain? Once granted, this wish cannot be undone,” cautioned the Warlock God, Zythorath.

“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?”

He sighed. “You see, there's what we call the dead. There are creatures that were rumoured to have been created after a powerful sorcery hit the public graveyard. Well, they had been sealed before with the help of many powerful witches. But it seems someone has unsealed them, with what motive, I don't know. But what I do know is that your husband is having a little spar with them.” He explained. “How many are they?” I asked. “Definitely more than a hundred thousand, because the more you kill, the more their number increases. Killing them will only make things worse.”