Is Gotham Cursed Novels & Stories

I snapped a cigar between my lips, flicking the lighter on its end as I stared up at the sky that had long since rescinded its crystal azure color, leaving only a red doomsday color on the horizon. The nicotine burned my lungs and throat soothingly. Made things clearer. There was no doubt in my mind as we stormed through the gritty castle compound that Alaric bastard had somehow managed to intercept the Viper Pack Alpha. No wolf grew that big that quick unless they were on something…something dangerous… something that went against the moon goddess's very design. A red moon bond and curse. Shit! It had reached Viper Pack too! It was no wonder the little shit thought he could rub shoulders wit

The piece of shit is related to River and by equation my kids too. “Fine, you tell us everything we need to know, you get to walk out alive”, I assure. This just changed the dynamic. We can’t kill him now if he’s related to River. If he’s Osiris’ nephew. “Gozam. My home is in Gozam.” “Bullshit, Gozam hasn’t been inhabited for centuries. Too much toxic waste, the air too dangerous to breathe in.” Gozam? Gozam fell off the map a long time ago. It was an inhabited no werewolf land.

Atrocious replied, rubbing an orb on the armrest of his chair. "Reveal? What do you have to reveal?" Draco raised an eyebrow, realizing that it must be serious if Atrocious was acting this way. Atrocious was never one to think or worry so much about anything and when he does, it meant it was something to be taken very seriously. Atrocious sighed heavily, picked up the orb, and muttered a spell. The orb became surrounded by a mist of emerald color, and an obscure figure appeared within it. "It's a curse. Your brother, the Alpha King, is cursed."

The curse will go in in their wolves seconds live and the same fate came upon generations of Takas and Avas. Everyone now called it the black and white curse because of the colors of the wolves fur. Soon there was new hope. In the year 1998 there were 3 humans born, but each would become a wolf at their 18th birthday. They were in charge of breaking the curse. All now called packs were hoping that the curse would finally break into a thousand pieces and never will be coming back till the end of time. Would there come Pease between them or would there be even more difficulties on their path to love.

"You love to be feared, Vergil? You shall be feared by all. You think you need no one? You shall have no one." She stepped closer, her silver boots stopping inches from my trembling hands. "From this night forward, you are cursed," she decreed. "You will not age. You will not die. You will watch your empire crumble into dust, and the centuries will wash your name away until you are nothing but a ghost story. You will possess absolute power, but it will bring you no joy. You shall have beautiful women lusting for you but unable to touch you. you will have sire no heirs because you will never be able to touch a women ever again."

She hesitated before responding, "Curses are born out of grudges or vendettas. It could be a long-forgotten feud, revenge, or even a misunderstanding. But the fact remains that this isn't a natural disease; it's a curse but the good thing about curses is that they can be broken." A surge of conflicting emotions washed over me – disbelief and a tinge of desperation. "But you healed Hector?" I then proceeded to look at my body. Cameryn's gifts had done plenty. Most of my diseased flesh was gone and all that remained was a small blemish the size of a shoe just on top of my shoulder blade. "Curse or not, you can fix this, can you not?" Cameryn's eyes met mine with determination. "But Hector's di

"Let me be clear, Violetta. You're nothing but my whore, for me to do as I deem fit with. If you truly wish to kill me, then I advise you get pregnant with my pulp, for that is the only way to break this curse, to ensure my death." "You have a lot to learn. I'm called the cursed king because I cannot die. I'm immortal, not unless I have an heir. I suggest you subject yourself to reading instead of making useless threats." "Have me. Don't have me. If you don't grow my seed in the next three full moons, I'll behead you myself and leave the birds to feed on you." Gohan's rough voice rumbled. "Do not think I will not. A warm hole for my cock will always be a warm hole. Your cunt isn't special."

I am not letting a curse produce more curses It replays in my head and my chest stings more. Ofcourse curse bring with it pain. I am cursed therefore pain is me.......

My hair was soaking wet, but free from twigs and every other evidence that could implicate my unauthorised trip to the total graveyard. "What are we going to do now?" Zoe blurted out. She was obviously panicking and not for the same reason I was. Apparently, according to ancient royal werewolf tradition, a curse befalls whoever opens a tombstone without performing a ritual first. It's even worse, when the tomb is discovered to be empty. So guess who has two curses hovering over her head. This girl. For some strange reason, I wasn't bothered at all. The only thing on my mind at this point was why Madame Alexis lied to me, about Noah's father and the graveyard too. " What exactly did Ethan say

“Tell me the truth. All of it.” Gavin hesitated, his eyes darting from the phone to me. “There’s a curse,” he started slowly, as if testing the words. “A long time ago, I made a mistake, a deal I thought I could control. But I didn’t realise the full cost…and now, they want payment.” I stared at him, my mind reeling. A curse? A deal? This wasn’t some bad dream, it was real, and the danger was closer than I could’ve imagined.