Imperio Curse Novels & Stories

What is he saying? I would never forgive the triplets! Again, the fury is back and I can’t control it. “Perhaps, you’d love to join them!” I stand up and cast, “Impero tibi ut ardeas;” a part of me can’t believe that I actually wanted to kill him by burning him but then, he’s shifted quick, evading my spell and hit me at the side of my neck and I fall into darkness, wondering how he’s able to evade my magic. It’s supposed to be impossible.

Elric admitted, “but her mate—Alaric—was quick to shield her. He pulled her back into formation, and they regrouped. After that, she fought like any other wolf, but…” “But now you’ve seen what she’s capable of,” I finished, my voice sharp. “And so has her pack.” Elric nodded. “Yes, Alpha. It’s only a matter of time before she learns to control it. If that happens…” “If that happens, we’ll lose,” I said bluntly, my voice a growl. The thought of defeat burned in my chest like acid. “But it won’t happen. We’ll strike before she has the chance to master her abilities. We’ll exploit her weakness—her lack of control.”

Pack around her—silver, black, blood-red—wearing sigils of both the Silvermoon Fang Pack and the Red Crescent. The pack gathered. Her army. Emereah swung down from her horse, thudding onto the earth. Her step was slow, deliberate. Morgane raised her staff. "You shouldn't be here. Not with the child so new—" “Speak her name again,” Emereah hissed, “and it will be the last word your tongue ever forms.” Morgane faltered. “You can’t undo the curse. It’s bound by soulfire.” “Then I’ll rip your soul apart.”

Cesan's eyes were wild as he stared worriedly at me, but instead of reassuring him, I turned my head and growled at my dad. “What the fuck, Dad?!” Sin's arms fell to his side as he cursed. “What have you done, Cesan?” He groveled, causing me to furrow my brow. I noticed that my Crescent Moon mark was illuminated and thought it was cool. “You mean this?” I asked as I lifted my moon mark toward him. “He means that you absorbed his bolt and should be dead, “ Cesan explained. I gasped as I clutched the covers to my bare chest.

“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?”

"Ares, no, no, no—" Perla pulls the blade out slowly, deliberately. Ares collapses forward, blood pooling beneath him. "The blade is cursed," Perla explains, her voice clinical, detached. Like she's describing the weather. "It severs the bonds between mates. Right now, he's bleeding out from both the physical wound and the spiritual one. He has minutes. Maybe less." She walks toward me, leaving bloody footprints on the temple floor. The invisible force releases me, and I scramble forward, crawling toward Ares, my vision blurred with tears.

Emily's POV "Are you shitting me?" Gen asked rhetorically as she threw herself face down in my bed in my hotel room, worn out from exhaustion. "I can't believe Sebastian is a prince," I finally spoke while staring at my reflection from a wine glass. I poured myself another drink. I was having one hell of a day. First, I had to put an abrupt end to my hotel project then I found out my ex-boyfriend was the Prince of Conovia and I was summoned by him and his father about the rights of the land.

I answered her but she's still surprised that I'd know this random scripture. Based in here, this creatures are cursed by the first king itself Henry Velry. A curse spell that's been set upon those who wronged his majesty. Called the divine punishment that all of them feared. A curse for immortality that contains many abilities. At first it was considered a blessing and not a punishment but as the time went by all things had changed. Flesh eating beast that killed tons of human. An organization decided to extinguish each and everyone of them. But failed due to the fact that they were too powerful for them. But instead of backing down they observed on finding out their true weakness that they

"You….can see something, your Imperial highness? I have really lived an honest life. I've been faithful to my master all my life and I….." "You can lie all you want. Curses like this don't come as a result of misplaced malice. You were continuously cursed by not one or two but more than ten people with the same level of malice. Although it was a spell cast by someone, it has repeatedly harnessed the curses that had been harmlessly hanging around you and brought in retribution," Reagan explained, a bit of disgust in his eyes. "Your Imperial highness, what can I do, no, what must I do to rid myself of this dreadful curse?" Wilbur cried out, falling to his knees.